The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

Chapter 822: Lulu’s portrait (1)

Chapter 822: Lulu’s portrait (1)

“He must be the first emperor’s sweetheart.”

“The first emperor hid it so deeply, I wonder what he drew.”

Everyone’s eyes lit up.

Lu huaijiang was a little unhappy, as if she didn’t want everyone to see her appearance.

It was just that Grand tutor Xie was the emperor’s teacher, and this little old man had always been very generous with gifts.

At this moment, he had actually walked up a few steps out of politeness, but Lu huaijiang did not say anything.

Lu huaijiang bent down to take out the silk and rubbed it carefully. There was a familiar feeling.

Lulu stood on her tiptoes and tugged at Lu huaijiang’s arm.”I’m a little short.”

Lu huaijiang couldn’t help but laugh. You’re quite enlightened.

He could only squat down again. There was quite a lot of silk. Lu huaijiang spread out many of them and indeed, there was a portrait of a woman inside.

All of them were women.

However, almost all of the portraits only had half of the side of the face. The side of her face was still hazy.

The first emperor had learned the four Arts since he was a child, so it could be seen that he had deliberately made it vague.

The woman was from a thousand years ago, and her dress was even more striking than the women of today’s aristocratic families. After her Majesty finished reading, the few officials competed to appreciate it, and the woman could only see half of the outline.

However, the half-blurred outline was full of immortal Qi, which made people sigh.

The first emperor’s eyes were indeed extraordinary.

Now, only the last piece of silk was left.

The silk seemed to have been touched often, and a part of it had lost a lot of color.

Lu huaijiang’s heart was pounding.

Grand tutor Xie did not argue with the officials over the portrait. Instead, he stood behind Lu huaijiang and tiptoed to look at the last one.

Lu huaijiang gently unfolded it. As soon as he opened it, he saw that there was something wrong with the painting.

The other portraits only revealed the top half of the hair to the side, but this one was facing the front.

Lu huaijiang’s heart seemed to be burning with some kind of flame, with some kind of expectation, and his hand trembled.

It unfolded bit by bit.

Between his brows, a dark red color leaped into his eyes.

Seeing the dark red, Lu huaijiang lowered his head and looked at the dazed Lulu.

The red dot was said to be the God’s favorite.

At this moment, he was hiding under his thick hair.

It spread out bit by bit, and further down from the dark red between his eyebrows was a pair of lively and aggressive eyes.

Lu huaijiang’s hand trembled.

Her eyes were 50% similar to Lulu’s, but they were somewhat otherworldly. The air of a fairy could be felt from her eyes, as if she was a little fairy who did not know what was in the heavens.

A goddess who was not moved by emotions and desires.

Lu huaijiang took a deep breath and opened it again.

Under it was a hazy veil. The veil fluttered in the wind, covering half of her face.

However, Lu huaijiang’s mind followed the pair of eyes and saw a goddess who looked like Lulu, even more like an immortal than Lulu.

It was like an older version of Lulu.

Lu huaijiang unfolded the silk, revealing a graceful woman in a green veil, her innocent and unromantic appearance exposed in front of the few people.

“This woman should only exist in the heavens,” Grand tutor Xie was startled. The moment the silk was opened, the immortal Qi almost hit his face.

Just as the officials were about to approach, the silk in Lu huaijiang’s hands was directly corroded in front of their eyes.

Not even a single piece of silk was left behind.

“Aiya, Grand tutor Xie, what did you see just now? What should only exist in heaven?”

“The first emperor hid it too deeply. The first emperor’s transformation was one of a kind, and he didn’t even leave half of that woman’s face behind. I can’t see it clearly, I can only see a few outstanding looks.” The ministers were extremely regretful.

But Grand tutor Xie’s brows were tightly locked together. The pair of eyes on the silk was very familiar.

He seemed to have seen it somewhere.