After Nan Ke Lin learned the news of Wang Xunyi, he also understood Wang Xunyi's distress, so he immediately ordered the whole dynasty to gather all capable painters in the whole dynasty after getting the news. If the order is completed, the reward is one hundred taels!

One hundred taels! Even the subordinates were completely shocked by the amount of this bounty. Even his jaw was almost frightened, Wang Xunyi was also shocked, looking at Nan Ke Lian's firm expression in surprise, Nan Ke Lin also turned his head to look at Wang Xunyi, with an indifferent attitude. Accompanied by a silly smile, at this moment Wang Xunyi seemed to have seen the previous master Nan Ke Lin, and this expression was still the most common expression when Nan Ke Lin was still in the position of the son of the world.

Wang Xunyi couldn't help but sigh: "Master, it's been a long time since I've seen you smile like this!"

Indeed, since Nan Ke Lin ascended to the supreme position of the lord of this dynasty, the two of them have rarely stayed together, but they have met from time to time. Although, the two of them, Nan Ke Lin doesn't care much about the difference between this monarch and minister, but for Wang Xunyi, this is very important, whether it is in his own eyes or in the eyes of others.

Nan Ke was silent, still smiling at Wang Xunyi.

At this moment, even Wang Xunyi was infected by Nan Ke Lin and couldn't help laughing. He shook his head helplessly, but it was accompanied by a smile.

For about half a day, hundreds of artists of all kinds were already gathered in the palace. Everyone is looking at each other, not knowing what the hell is going on, it will be so much trouble, and the bounty is even more terrifying.

"Everyone, be quiet!" Nan Ke shouted as he stood above everyone, and as soon as the monarch's words came out, the rest of the people naturally didn't dare to make any noise.

"Today, I have urgently summoned you here because I want you to make a painting! If the painting is good, the bounty I mentioned earlier will be one hundred taels at will. After that, he opened the box beside him, and the things inside were shining under the light, and everyone looked at it, Nan Ke Lin picked up the box and tilted it slightly towards everyone, and there were a lot of silver lying in the box, which was shining, as if recruiting them.

Everyone was naturally overjoyed, not to mention that they themselves were painters, and it was naturally not difficult for them to paint a picture.

Nan Ke turned his head and nodded slightly at Wang Xunyi.

Wang Xunyi hurriedly came to Nan Ke Lian's side, cleared his throat a little and said, "This time, I also ask you to make a portrait, it is a portrait of my wife!"

Wang Xunyi has not said the request, but only said the type of portrait, the attitude of hundreds of painters is completely different, some people are happy, confident, some hesitate, as if a little embarrassed, some people are even more embarrassed, keep talking, just give up.

When Wang Xunyi saw these people in such a form, he naturally expressed his understanding, and shook his head helplessly. Because after all, there are countless painters in the world, but they are all good at their own areas, some people are good at painting landscapes, but not good at painting people. Some people are good at painting people, but they are not good at landscapes. And these painters in front of them, when they learn that they are painters, some people will naturally give up with self-knowledge, and Wang Xunyi, who is still Wang Xunyi's wife, naturally has very high requirements, and the requirements for the painter's skills are also very high. This is to dissuade a lot of painters, not to mention that if someone is not confident, afraid that after accidentally painting badly, they are even more afraid that they will be held accountable, and some people will give up.

There were only a few dozen people in front of the hundreds of canvases, and the rest of them stayed aside or behind them, surrounding the dozens of people while admiring the paintings.

And the dozens of painters sitting in front of the canvas were also very nervous.

Wang Xunyi said again: "If you don't use smoke powder, you don't wear the beauty of nature, your face is like a peach blossom, your body is like a weak willow facing the wind, your eyebrows are like spring mountains with rain, your eyes are like autumn water, your eyebrows are frowning, and your room is full of brilliance." A green silk coil beaded green, sideburns obliquely inserted hosta, a floral shirt on the top, a pleated skirt under the bundle, the face is like a peach and plum, the willow eyebrows are bent, the apricot eyes contain spring, the nose is like a hanging gall, the mouth is hidden, the jasper is contained, the two earrings, the eight treasure rings, it is really a beautiful Xi Shi, the race over the mink chan, is a strange woman with both talent and appearance. Dressed in a bright red robe, she has red lips and bright teeth, radiant and glorious, even if she has a light makeup, she shows that she is more beautiful, extraordinary, and out of the world, just like a white lotus that cannot be blasphemed, beautiful and enchanting, and at the same time, a cold arrogance emanates from her. With each small step in her robe, her white and delicate calves were exposed. Delicate silver bells wrapped around her delicate feet, gently scribbling with her steps. ”

Wang Xunyi said, his eyes couldn't help but moisten again.

But these words completely left the few painters at a loss, and they didn't know where to start. But now it's already difficult to ride a tiger, and you're already sitting in front of the canvas, so how can you not put pen to paper?

Seeing that some people started to paint, some painters naturally had to bite the bullet, but some painters voluntarily gave up the bounty of one hundred taels.

When Wang Xunyi was about to appreciate all the painters' paintings, his expression was extremely excited and expectant, because he hadn't seen An Duyu for several days, and his thoughts about An Duyu had completely tormented Wang Xunyi crazy, and he was even more excited to see An Duyu again with his own eyes, and even his lips trembled slightly, but the result was that Wang Xunyi was extremely disappointed, no one could paint An Duyu in his eyes, most of them were visible and godless, or God and invisible. Wang Xunyi also understands the difficulty of portraits, after all, none of them have ever seen An Duyu's face, and it is extremely difficult for them to draw it out of thin air.

Wang Xunyi took care of Nan Kelin's face, so he had no choice but to pick a portrait that he could see a little past among the paintings and accept it. Then Nan Ke Lin really followed the agreement, holding the silver in both hands and sending it to the painter.

Wang Xunyi returned to the mansion alone, holding the painting that was not very similar in his hand, and he was at a loss. Accompanied Wang Xun'an to stay in the room in a daze, his son Xun'an was also a lot less happy after the death of his mother Duyu.

Not only did he lose most of his memories because of the previous events, but his personality also began to become much more withdrawn, and he was only much happier when he stayed with his mother Twilight, even when he was with his father Wang Xunyi, he would be much more unfamiliar.

Wang Xunyi looked at Xun An sitting on the chair, with an indescribable sour feeling in his heart, and some deep self-blame. He usually comes into contact with Xun'an, and when he has nothing to do except when he is particularly free, this family of three will stay together and share the joy of family. But in this troubled world, where can there be peace, where can there be leisure. Not everyone is at risk.

The two of them were in the room, not saying a word, and the atmosphere was very awkward. Wang Xunyi couldn't stand this atmosphere, especially when he was still facing his own children. Not long after, Wang Xunyi left the room, leaving Xun'an alone to miss his mother.

When he went out of the door, Wang Xunyi directly threw the portrait in his hand directly into the pond in the courtyard, letting the canvas sink to the bottom of the water, and letting the high-imitation twilight rain sink to the bottom of the lake.

At night, it was very quiet, the full moon like a jade plate passed through the clouds, and the faint moonlight sprinkled onto the earth. The night is like a thick inkstone, so deep that it can't be dissolved......

In this new city, thousands of homes are brightly lit, and the peace and quiet are very beautiful and intoxicating. At the beginning of the night, people have fallen asleep, in a quiet and peaceful, snowflakes have been slowly falling from the night sky, light snow, and dance music. Everything around was filled with the chirping of crickets, and the thought of the night filled the air, weaving a soft net that covered all the scenes, and what the eyes came into contact with was the thing that covered this soft net, and not a single grass or tree was as realistic as in the daytime, and they all had vague, ethereal colors, each of which hid its delicate points, and kept its own secrets, so that people had a dreamlike feeling.

Wang Xunyi paced alone outside the room, looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but feel emotional, and missed the twilight rain more and more......

Before I knew it, I didn't know when it was, I didn't know how long I had been pacing back and forth in this mansion, and I didn't know where I had gone.

In a trance, Wang Xunyi saw a faint light shining in a room, and through the thin window, he saw a thin figure in the room, sitting on a chair, holding a pen in his hand and writing something on the wall, which aroused Wang Xunyi's interest for a while.

Wang Xunyi didn't want to lie on the wall, but his curiosity was too strong, and after hesitation, he chose to tiptoe to the window, carefully poke a small eye, and pay full attention to the inside.

But the scene in front of him completely surprised Wang Xunyi, he couldn't believe what he saw in front of him, the scene in front of him made him stunned, he didn't even dare to blink his eyes, he didn't dare to swallow his saliva, and even his breathing stopped at this moment. What I am afraid of is that I will accidentally frighten the person who is writing on the wall in the room, and now Wang Xunyi just wants to quietly enjoy all the scenes in front of him alone.

But as time passed, his eyes were like a light, tears fell leisurely in his bloodshot eyes, his breathing was already extremely reduced, but his whole body had begun to tremble, and he couldn't believe that this scene was completely presented here, presented in front of his eyes at a glance.

Originally......

Wang Xunyi thought it was .......

He never saw him in his life......

I'll never see An Duyu again......