Duan He couldn't help but take a few more glances at the woman in front of him, in his impression, most of the women in those official mansions were pampered, and they didn't know anything about this world, only a hot temper. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info didn't expect the woman in front of her to be calm, as if there were many secrets hidden in her.

"You..."

Duan He still wanted to talk a few words, but Yuechan outside hurriedly ran in, panting and said, "Miss, don't talk anymore, we have to leave, the prince will come over in a while, and it will be too late to wait a while." ”

"Huh?" Ling Li and Duan He were surprised at the same time, Duan He was surprised that Ling Li was about to leave so soon, but Ling Li was surprised that the prince would come in a while.

"How do you know?" Ling Li asked.

"Miss, don't ask these questions yet, let's go back first."

Yuechan couldn't answer Ling Li, so she hurriedly ran to help Ling Li. If the prince finds out that two people can leave that house, I don't know what terrible consequences will be.

Ling Li followed Yuechan out, Mu Yichen hurriedly went back with the two of them, and Ling Li didn't even be able to say hello to Duan He.

After a few ups and downs, Mu Yichen took the two out of Xiaoyao Valley, and Duan He was still stunned and looked at the direction where the three of them left.

The snow outside stopped, and Duan He raised his head and saw an extremely beautiful sunset. The sunlight is gentle and delicate, and it is very comfortable to shine on people.

Mu Yichen sent Ling Li and the others to the mansion, and when he left, he didn't know what he was still talking to Yuechan. Mu Yichen whispered to Yuechan, Yuechan nodded frequently, and Ling Li on the side didn't hear anything.

The two of them finally returned to the house, and Yuechan helped Ling Li change her clothes. The two of them cleaned up the house together, and then sat down and made tea again.

Chen Ziyuan pushed open the door and walked into the house.

It was already dark, and the moon shone in the sky. Chen Ziyuan came in at this time, followed by a few people, and brought in a guqin.

A few people who came put down the guqin, saluted Chen Ziyuan and Ling Li, and walked out.

Yuechan didn't go out with her this time, but stood next to Ling Li, holding a teapot in her hand and pretending to pour tea.

"Is there anything else the prince is looking for me?" Ling Nei said expressionlessly.

"It's fine, just coming to see my wife." Chen Ziyuan replied.

Ling Li was speechless, Chen Ziyuan sat down by himself, waved his hand at Yuechan, and asked Yuechan to pour good tea.

Chen Ziyuan glanced at Yuechan several times, but Yuechan was still standing by Ling Li's side, not leaving an inch.

"She's by my side, I can rest easy, otherwise I won't be able to stay in this house." Ling Li said.

"Okay." Chen Ziyuan replied, walked to the side of the guqin, sat down cross-legged, and put his hands on the strings.

"The moonlight is hazy and the snow covers the earth, at this time you should drink for pleasure and play the guqin, so as not to let this piece of snow be empty. Don't drink the wine, play a tune to my wife. ”

Chen Ziyuan said, his hands plucked the strings lightly, and an intoxicating sound came out. At first, it was low, then suddenly melancholy, and then gradually entered the ears, causing ripples in the ears.

This is a song "Drunken Fishing Singing Night", which tells the story of the fisherman lying shallow by the river at night, and the landscape is about to be late. Chen Ziyuan's song was very good, and until the end of the song, Ling Li could still feel the faint sound of the piano wafting in his ears, as if he saw a small lake, rippling and rippling.

"I wonder if you like it?" Chen Ziyuan asked.

"Hmmm... Ling Li didn't want to veto, Chen Ziyuan played it very well.

"Nowadays, the readers are all sour scholars, who only know the right and wrong things in the book, and do not argue about the beauty and ugliness of the world. Readers, who are supposed to read their own feelings, are things to learn, not things to command. In the same way, this person should also be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and if he can only read, he should not be called a reader. In the same way, the person who practices martial arts should not know anything but martial arts. If he is simple-minded, he will be framed one day, and if he is shrewd and does not do good, he will be surrounded and suppressed by all. If you can kill your life because of a few taels of wine, you will be a person who has no city. Such people, if they die, should not be distressed, they have a body of martial arts, but they have no thoughts. ”

Chen Ziyuan was taken aback after saying this, and the last sentence was clearly like talking about Duan He. Ling Li motioned for Yuechan to pour herself a cup of tea, but did not answer.

"Today's event is that the king was drunk for a while, and I hope you won't be surprised." Chen Ziyuan continued.

At the mention of this, Ling Li's eyes turned red, and he looked at Chen Ziyuan deadly.

Chen Ziyuan didn't look at Ling Li, but instead pulled out a scroll from his cuff, the scroll opened, and inside was a pen and ink inkstone, all slender and hard, which were specially used for takeout.

"I just mentioned that literati should know how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and at this time, paint a picture for my virtuous wife."

Chen Ziyuan searched around for a long time, but there was no big enough table in this room. Chen Ziyuan took a few steps forward and walked to the side of the god enshrined in the house, removed the incense burner, took the statue aside, and put his paper on it to show his skills.

The wind outside was strong again, and the candlelight in the room was flickering, so Chen Ziyuan used the candle to observe Ling Li sitting on the chair, and seriously painted Ling Li's appearance.

Ling Li sat there, and for some reason, after the song just now, Ling Li's opinion of Chen Ziyuan suddenly changed. Although Chen Ziyuan is hateful, he still has some real talents.

This painting was painted for nearly an hour, and Ling Li sat there trying not to move and let Chen Ziyuan paint it. Yuechan stood next to her for a long time, and unintentionally looked up, only to find that the moon had hung high in the sky, and the moonlight was shining on the snow, adding a layer of mystery to the beautiful scenery.

Finally, Chen Ziyuan finished painting and waved his hand to Lingli. Ling Li was curious, stood up and went to look at the painting, Yuechan followed closely behind, and the teapot had not yet left her hand.

The painting shows a woman sitting in front of the window, holding incense in her hand and looking at the moonlight in the sky. Ling Li was sitting there far away from the window, and the picture in front of him was completely from Chen Ziyuan's own imagination. But the woman's appearance, figure, and even demeanor in the painting are very similar to Ling Li.

"Well, I don't know if this painting is to your liking?" Chen Ziyuan said lightly.

"It's okay, it's okay." Ling Li replied, but his eyes did not leave the painting.

After Ling Li finished speaking, Chen Ziyuan picked up the flickering candle flame and threw it away, and the painting was immediately eroded by the fire and burned.

"What are you doing!" Ling Li hurriedly put out the fire, and Yuechan poured the water in the pot to stop the fire that might have ignited.

The painting had been burned into a huge hole, and the beauty of the painting had been lost.

"Chen Ziyuan, what do you want to do? If he wanted to kill me, Ling Li's brows would never blink, so why humiliate me like this? Ling Li said resentfully.

Chen Ziyuan looked at Ling Li, his eyes were full of sadness.

"Ling Li, from today onwards, I will come to see you once a day."

With that, Chen Ziyuan pushed the door out, leaving behind the guqin and the burnt painting.

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