Princess Agent: The Sweet Country Girl's Way to Glory - Chapter 591

Chapter 591 Underworld Marriage
Once this thought crossed his mind, Qi Chengfeng felt his scalp go numb. Looking at these red tents, he thought of what Su Wanwan had said, and the word “Underworld Marriage” appeared in his heart!

Qi Chengfeng stared blankly at the bed, and his body unconsciously became shabby.

Jin Yao walked over and looked at the bed. “Husband, what’s wrong with this bed? I accidentally went to pay my respects to my father-in-law and saw that there was an identical bed in his room.”

“I don’t think this bed is any different. I just feel that the silk cloth on this bed is a little dirty.” As Qi Chengfeng spoke, seeing that Jin Yao’s expression had eased a little, the suspicions in his heart began to rise again, and they became even more intense.

Suddenly, a servant’s voice sounded from outside the door, “Young Master, Young Madam, Young Master, summon.”

“What are you doing?” Qi Chengfeng asked.

“Master invited a madam to paint for Young Master and Young Madam.” The servant said.

“Is that so?” Qi Chengfeng sat on the bed and said, “No, I have a headache today. Let’s talk about it in a few days.”

‘”This” The servants looked at each other. They looked at Qi Chengfeng and then at Jin Yao. Jin Yao said, “Husband, it’s good that father-in-law invited someone to paint for us. Why don’t we go over? If you say you have a headache, why don’t we call the Headmaster over to paint for us?”

That’s good, but when he thought of the portrait Jin Yao took out from the bed, the black lines, the white rice paper, and the hard lines were extremely stiff … like the portrait of a dead person.

“I’m tired,” Qi Chengfeng said. “I’m not painting.”

After saying that, she was about to leave, but was stopped by Jin Yao. Jin Yao gently pouted and said, “Husband … let’s go! We don’t have any portraits together.”

The girl’s voice was soft and soft without bones, and Qi Chengfeng’s face was slightly moved as he said, “Alright.”

The two of them went to change their clothes, and then sat in the courtyard. Occasionally, a man came over with a drawing box, put on ink, paper and inkstone, and spread out such a large piece of rice paper.

Qi Chengfeng noticed that there were different paints on the ink, which coincidentally matched the clothes on the two of them.

The Headmaster said, “Young Master, Young Madam, please don’t take offense. I am a scholar who studied abroad. I also learned this painting from the West. The paint is something that I concentrated on. Although it is different from the paintings of our Yan Kingdom, it is still lifelike without any charm. Don’t take offense, both of you.”

Western painting? With the paint, it looked like it had bones and flesh, much better than the portrait of Jin Yao he had seen today.

Qi Chengfeng said, “No problem. Painting is fine.”

The Headmaster smiled. He picked up the pen and said, Instead, he used black ink to draw the outline of Qi Chengfeng and Jin Yao looking at each other. Then, he put down the painting and quietly picked it up with another piece of pure white rice paper. Then, he drew out the outline of Qi Chengfeng’s clothes, as well as the outline of his clothes and dirty trousers, including Qi Chengfeng’s headbands. Then, he let the servants take the paper away.

When Qi Chengfeng saw this, he stood up and wanted to chase after him. “How is the painting? Bring it over and let me take a look.”

The servant looked at Qi Chengfeng and took a step forward. However, the Headmaster stopped him and said, “Young Master, please continue to sit. Don’t delay. I’m almost finished.”

“Really? Then why do you want to throw away the paper?” Qi Chengfeng ignored the obstruction and picked up the paper. Looking at the blasphemy trousers on the paper, he was puzzled and asked, “What is this?”

‘”This” The Headmaster coughed and walked over. He pointed at the different colors used in the blasphemy pants and said, “Look, I’ll use the paint to dot it first. After drawing your charm, I’ll decorate it with markings. You two don’t need to stay in this state. Your body can be soothed sooner.”

Even so, why did it need to be painted so well just to mark the paint? Qi Chengfeng frowned as if a real dress could be cut along the line. He always felt that it was very strange in his heart.

Jin Yao walked over and smiled, “Husband, this Headmaster is really thoughtful. The portrait I painted in the past actually took me three hours! My back hurts from standing there, but this Headmaster is very smart, and it’s almost over in less than an hour! Hurry up and continue standing, we’ll go rest in a while.”

Qi Chengfeng replied and followed him to sit down. The Headmaster then said, “Please come closer, both of you.”

Qi Chengfeng was helpless and could only get close to Jin Yao. However, the Headmaster seemed to be afraid that it was not enough. He said, “Young Master, please put your head on Miss’s hair.”

This painting was so intimate that if it was painted properly, it could not be hung up. It could only be used as an item in the room.

Qi Chengfeng followed the Headmaster’s instructions and placed his thin chin on Jin Yao’s hair. His red lips were wrapped around a strand of hair, and he felt very itchy. Even his heart felt itchy.

On second thought, Qi Chengfeng felt that this scene was very familiar, as if it had happened somewhere. Suddenly, his head hurt, and the girl’s shy face appeared in his mind again.

The girl’s lips were red and her teeth were white. Her eyes were as bright as stars. Her eyes were like a crescent moon when she smiled. That was … Su Wanwan!

Why did she appear in his dream? Qi Chengfeng was startled. Looking at the Headmaster, he saw the painter put away the paper and walked away. Jin Yao was no longer beside her. Jin Yao had already gone to take a look at the painting and said with satisfaction, “This painting is really lifelike.”

After saying that, he held Qi Chengfeng’s hand and smiled, “Husband, how about we frame this painting and hang it in the room?”

“Alright.” As Qi Chengfeng spoke, he was absent-minded. Seeing Jin Yao’s face, he realized that the picture was gradually blurring. After a moment, it became clear. However, what he saw was Su Wanwan’s face!

What exactly was going on with him! Qi Chengfeng frowned, unable to figure out the reason.

The painter took Qi Chengfeng’s portrait to Master Jin’s courtyard and said, “Master Jin, please take a look.”

“This painting is not bad.” Master Jin nodded and walked a few times with the portrait in his hand. Looking at it, he praised again, “Tsk tsk,” and said, “That’s right! I didn’t expect that you, Liu Zhu, a paper printer, would actually have such a high skill in painting.”

“Naturally.” “If it weren’t for my father’s insistence that I inherit the technique of the Paper Binding Man, I would probably be a world-famous painter by now!” Said the man called Liu Zhu Zi with great pride. “If it weren’t for the fact that my father insisted that I inherit the technique of the Paper Binding Man!”

These words were truly not modest at all! However, it was well deserved! Master Jin said with great satisfaction, “Quickly cut out those things. I will get them tomorrow! Things will go smoothly at that time, and there will be no lack of benefits for you!”

“Yes.” Liu Zhu Zi nodded and left. Occasionally, he would cut out the paper and use bamboo strips to form a human shape. Then, he would apply the paint. Occasionally, a “Qi Cheng Feng” would appear.

Liu Zhu Zi sent the things to Old Master Jin. Old Master Jin was very satisfied. He said, “Tell him to get ready for the Underworld Marriage!”