Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Chapter 893: A portrait of your mother and son

Gu Nuoer pondered.

How can I show the loving eyes in Queen Chi's eyes?

You must know that eyes are a feeling, and it will be a little difficult to express them in a painting.

Standing aside with arms crossed, Ye Siming quietly observed, suddenly said: "Perhaps, modify the posture of the first empress so that she lowers her head and looks beside her with a smile?"

Gu Nuo'er's eyes lit up: "Brother Siming is right!"

A mother loves her child. As long as the child is around, her eyes will follow the child.

The officials hurriedly revised it according to the princess's wishes.

After a while, the appearance of the first empress with her head bowed and a soft smile gradually became complete.

Gu Nuo'er pointed with her little hand: "I think there is something missing from Grandma Huang's hand."

Several officials from the secretary and supervisor were surrounded by some doubts.

"What does the princess mean, lack of a jade Ruyi? Or a Buddhist bead?"

Gu Nuo'er shook her head: "Neither, I lack a rattle!"

The officials were taken aback.

The little guy explained softly: "Since Grandma Huang is with the child, then, although she is dignified, how can she have no toys in her hand!"

The officials of the secretariat suddenly realized.

In this way, the picture of the first queen accompany the emperor to play is more real!

One of the officials suddenly said: "When I first entered the secretary's supervisor, I heard an interesting story from the teacher who led me."

"When the emperor was still young, the former emperor and the former queen quarreled over trivial matters. The emperor was young and did not understand the reason, but he held his own small wooden sword and protected it in front of the former queen, so that the former emperor was not allowed to lose his temper with his mother. ."

After the official finished speaking, he added quickly and cautiously: "This is all said by Wei Chen's teacher. It is so old that there is no way to verify it."

After all, it was an interesting story between the first emperor and the first empress couple, so speaking out in such a grand manner was a bit suspicious of royal gossip.

But Gu Nuoer was not annoyed, but smiled cutely: "Then replace the rattle with a small wooden sword!"

After all, this is a gift for dad, every detail must be carefully.

Soon, at Gu Nuo'er's request, the first Empress Chi lowered her head with a smile, and her eyes were drawn with kindness.

There were some blank spaces around, and the officials added a few simple strokes to add the appearance of a three- or four-year-old child.

It was the young Gu Yihan.

Wearing a small brocade robe, stepping on thick cloud boots, and a small face with a mighty air.

He raised his small fist, while the first Empress Chi held his small wooden sword in his hand.

Gu Nuo'er looked at Lian Lian Nuo and praised: "It's hard work for a few uncles, it's exactly what I want! I'll fill in the rest of the colors myself."

The officials in the secretarial prison bowed and folded their hands one after another: "The princess has praised me wrongly."

The little guy blinked, and she said with a smart expression: "However, you have to keep it a secret for me, and I will surprise Daddy at that time."

Several people responded quickly: "Yes."

After they left, Gu Nuoer climbed onto the stool: "Brother Siming, let's start!"

She took a brush dipped in ink and handed it to him: "You are responsible for painting black hair and pupils, this is not difficult!"

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows, took the brush, and immediately leaned over and started working.

Gu Nuo'er was afraid that he made a mistake, so the whole painting would have to be re-prepared.

But Ye Siming's wrist hangs steadily and he writes quickly.

After a while, the black hair and black pupils of the first queen and the little emperor were all decorated.

Gu Nuo'er rounded her pink lips: "Brother Siming, are you good at drawing? How can you move so fast without making any mistakes?"