His eyes blinked, and a few hours passed, and Yu Huang fell asleep in a trance, but in the hazy vision, there seemed to be a white figure slowly approaching. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

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When Huang woke up, he noticed that he was covered with two futons, one was his own, and the other was the scholar's?

She glanced strangely at the table, but the scholar was nowhere to be seen.

Roll over and get out of bed. She is a phoenix who cultivates, where can she sleep to nourish her mind, it's just a habit. I woke up early in the morning but didn't see the scholar, where did I go?

She approached the table curiously, and saw a book on the table that talked about state affairs, with a few pieces of paper attached to it, all of which wrote his opinions, although Yu Huang couldn't understand what was written, he also knew that the handwriting was upright and delicate, much better than his own.

Looking at what seemed to be pressed under the book, I curiously took a look, but was surprised to find that it was a drawing, which was a portrait carefully sketched by the painter with a fine pen, drawing a little girl, the girl was pretty and cute, the most conspicuous thing was that there was a cinnabar mole on her forehead, and at a young age, you could glimpse the beauty.

Yu Huang nodded, thinking secretly: This scholar still has a female doll hidden in his heart? What did you tell him to keep in mind?

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly, the voice from behind him was so frightened that Yu Huang's fingers trembled, and the painting he was holding fell from his hand. The scholar who appeared silently let out a "hey", wanting to catch the scroll but didn't catch it, just bent down to pick it up.

There was a rare hint of distress on his calm and gentle face.

Yu Huang was sullen in his heart, and muttered, "I didn't mean to look at your things, I was just curious about what you stayed at this table all night to watch...... You're a scholar, you say you're talking about reviewing books, but you're actually reading women here. ”

Fu Ying smiled bitterly, carefully picked up the scroll, and said, "I am indeed reviewing the scroll, but this painting has always been with me." ”

"What kind of girl can keep you in mind?" Yu Huang looked angry and asked in detail.

"That's what I told you about...... Before...... Seen when I was very young. Fu Ying's face suddenly softened when she mentioned the girl in the painting, and there was a smile in her eyes and eyebrows, as if she remembered some beautiful scene. In the past, when the family was not defeated, some distinguished guests often came to visit. I was studying in the courtyard when I saw her climb down the wall......"

Yu Huang listened to him in amazement.

After getting along for about a month, she seemed to have something important at home and had to leave...... At that time, my family saw that we were close and tried to make a marriage...... However......" Fu Ying thought about something, and her face showed melancholy, "After she left, I kept waiting and searching, but I couldn't find this person." ”

"That'...... Do you know her name? Yu Huang asked.

"I don't know."

"I don't even know the name, how did you fall in love with a little girl? The feelings of the world are so rash! Yu Huang didn't know why, he felt a burst of anger rushing to his head, and he didn't want to say it.

"...... in the world?" Fu Ying's eyes flowed, and he said strangely.

"I was wrong!" The girl stiffened her neck and retorted in a stiff voice.

"Hehe......" Fu Ying didn't mind her tone, "Your temperament is quite similar to her......"

"You!" Yu Huang was about to shout, but his eyes rolled, thinking about why he had to worry about a scholar, so he waved his hand and said, "We are different, how can we compare together!" And you, a scholar, were still polite last night, but now it's good, and the girl is not called anymore! ”

Fu Ying frowned as she seemed to be a little embarrassed, "Yesterday was not a girl...... Do you want Xiaosheng to call you Ahuang? ”

Yu Huang choked suddenly.

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After a few days of mixing with this sanctimonious scholar, Yu Huang gradually got a little closer to the other party, knowing that this guy was not frivolous, but gentle to people.

For example, when I met her, a person who was "byway", she was obviously penniless, but she was still forcibly taken to spend her days, fortunately, this scholar knows some abacus, and he can still earn a low-class room for the inn in his spare time. It's just that in this way, Yu Huang sleeps in the bed, and he has to be with the table all night.

Yu Huang also asked him why he didn't make a floor. But he just shook his head mysteriously and didn't answer.

After Yu Huang learned that he didn't want to say it, he didn't bother to ask, thinking that the scholar was asking for his own hardships, so he also curled up in the quilt and secretly looked at the scholar.

I have to say that this scholar is very good-looking.

Yu Huang thought obsessively.

Just look at the eyes, the eyebrows, the side outline, so beautiful that it looks like a picture scroll, looking at it from a distance like a lotus flower quietly blooming in the pool, this description is a little more feminine, but when the smiling and gentle eyes look over, you feel as if you have forgotten the world. It seems like...... It seems like......

"Hey! Scholar! Yu Huang was suddenly annoyed.

The man crouching in front of the desk with a pen and ink turned his head to look at her, his long waterfall-like hair pouring down, covering half of his face.

"You...... I ......" Yu Huang hesitated, and suddenly had an idea, "You know a lot anyway, why don't you teach me to learn words?" You people...... I haven't ...... much yet."

"This learning words is not achieved overnight, if you really want to learn, it is better to follow me to study ink first......" The corners of Fu Ying's mouth slightly hooked a trace of arc, "Smell more ink, and then read and write, it will always be better." ”

Yu Huang was somehow fooled by his few words, one hand was held by Fu Ying, rolled up her sleeves, carefully held the ink, gently grinded it, and manipulated her hand with a little force when she pressed it. The whole process was as slow as if a century had passed, they were extremely close to each other, and they could almost hear their breathing, and Yu Huang only felt that the scholar's heartbeat had become hers, steady, and all the rhythms had been taken away. She was at a loss to let Fu Ying control her.

After waiting for a long time, the ink was polished, and Fu Ying let go of her hand. Yu Huang, who suddenly came back to his senses, was suddenly very embarrassed by his hair, but he couldn't pronounce it, so he had to stare at the rice paper.

Seeing Fu Ying raise his pen and splash ink on it, but after a while, it became a picture scroll, Yu Huang blinked, only feeling that the characters on the painting were very familiar.

So, he said angrily: "This is the little girl in your heart?" ”

Fu Ying was surprised: "Could it be that you don't look in the mirror?" ”

Yu Huang was stunned for a moment, and then looked carefully, and sure enough, he saw that the middle of the woman's forehead in the painting was not a cinnabar mole, but his own ...... The phoenix pattern? She only felt a rush of blood, and her voice suddenly raised, "You ...... Why are you drawing me all of a sudden? ”

Fu Ying was stunned, and then a trace of grievance appeared between his eyebrows and eyes with a gentle smile, "If you don't like it, you can throw it away......"

"No!" Yu Huang pulled the scroll over, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why should I throw it away?" What you drew for me is mine! ”

"Good ......" scholar Yile, his hand stroked the girl's head again, and said along the way, "This fat powder fragrance is not as good as ink fragrance, you can save some fat powder money if you keep it." ”

What the hell? Yu Huang raised his eyes and glanced at him.

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"Ding...... Congratulations to the brave Guangdu for promoting the plot to 'Ink Fragrance', please keep up the good work. At present, the plot character Fu Ying has a favorability of 50 and a blackening value of 80, and the plot character Yu Huang has a favorability of 70 and a blackening value of 0."

Xiao Er, who was downstairs, suddenly put down the rag in his hand, and the face on his face changed and changed, and finally became Zhong Lan's appearance.