One Shot to Seize the Top Spot

Feng Jingye was startled, he had obviously not forgotten about Feng Linyuan, it was just that when Feng Linyuan was about to burn out the incense just now, he had moved his brush a few times, in that short period of time, what could he draw?

This Feng Jingxuan was really desperate. In order to not make himself proud, he had actually placed his hopes on Feng Linyuan.

So what if he was famous back then? What could he hand over after becoming a cripple for six years?

Feng Jingye concealed the cold smile from his face as he deliberately slapped his own head to make himself seem as if he had suddenly come to a realization, "Third Younger Brother's reminder is that this prince had almost forgotten about Marquis Dingyuan. Men, quickly hand over Marquis Dingyuan's painting! "