Chapter 143: Meet Again

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Although Xie Yunlan was eager to try, Yun Qing didn't say to take her, plus when she saw the harem lady for the first time, she was nervous, and she wanted to speak several times, and finally followed Cai Quan to sit in the designated seat.

But that's okay, she came with this time, she was supposed to behave well in front of all the ladies, Xie Yunlan thought so, and settled down.

Yun Qing followed the palace maid for a short time, bypassed a clump of pine trees, and saw a pavilion with red pillars and glazed tiles, and three big characters were written on the plaque on the front of the pavilion: Come to the Pavilion.

In the pavilion, there is a woman in a pink palace dress, leisurely and wandering, holding a wide-sleeved Luo shirt in one hand, holding a wolf ink pen in the other, smiling, and drawing two strokes on the drawing board in front of her.

Yun Qing chuckled, waved her hand, and let the palace maid who led the way go down, and she took Yilan and Ting You along the bluestone path in the lawn and walked into the pavilion.

Ying'er, the little palace maid beside Ling Xin, was happy on her face, and was about to open her mouth to call people, Yun Qing shook her head at her, and she nodded and stepped aside.

Yun Qing took off the face towel and handed it to Yilan for safekeeping.

She stood behind Ling Xin, looked at Ling Xin's paintings, and looked at the osmanthus in front of her, crab claw chrysanthemum, goose yellow chrysanthemum, etc., she smiled, dotted the drawing board with her hand, and said, "Don't you see the problem?" ā€

Ling Xin was surprised, put down the brush, and happily pulled Yun Qing's sleeve: "Sister Qing, why haven't you come to see me for so long, I thought you didn't like Ling Xin anymore!" Ahem! ā€

As he spoke, Ling Xin coughed a few times.

Yun Qing smiled and rubbed her head, then frowned and patted her back, "What's wrong?" But the wind and cold? I am still painting in this pavilion, although it seems to be windless today, but the pavilion is unobstructed on all sides, and it is the easiest to ventilate! What a nonsense! ā€

Yun Qing saw that she was wearing thin clothes again, glared at her disapprovingly, and was about to take off her cloak.

Ling Xin hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, your body is also weak, I heard Sister Yixue say, you were sick a few days ago?" But good? ā€

Yun Qing insisted on taking off the cloak and said, "Obedient!" ā€

Ling Xin obediently no longer refused.

When Yun Qing tied her cloak, she accidentally touched the skin of her neck, and she couldn't help but feel a beat in her heart, why is it so hot?

She looked at Ling Xin, but she didn't see that she had a different color on her face.

Ling Xin stared at Yun Qing with bright eyes, and said with a smile: "Sister is so beautiful today, but did it intentionally?" ā€

Yun Qing's face was slightly hot, but he was calm: "What is the intention?" What about unintentional? ā€

Ling Xin said with a smile: "I don't have the intention to say it, if I mean it, then there will be something good today!" Xin'er is looking forward to it tightly! ā€

Yun Qing Wan'er.

Ying'er beckoned the palace maid to make a pot of tea, and Yun Qing and Ling Xin sat in the pavilion, drinking tea and enjoying the flowers, so happy.

After the two chatted for a while, Ling Xin remembered the question that Yun Qing had asked just now when she pointed to her painting, and she wondered: "Sister Qing, is there something wrong with my painting again?" ā€

Yun Qing smiled quietly: "You, the painter is good, but if you really want to do a good job, only the painter can't do it!" ā€

Ling Xin hurriedly said: "I know, Sister Qing said me last time, I have learned to use the effect of light and shadow to improve the three-dimensional sense of painting, why this time, is there something wrong?" ā€

Yun Qing smiled faintly and said, "Everything in the world has spirituality, and if you want to have its form, you must foresee its nature!" ā€

Ling Xin was puzzled, and said silently: "To have its form, you must foresee its nature?" What do you mean by that? ā€

"Haha, yes, how do you understand this? This king is also very curious! Suddenly, a voice sounded, this person was so uninhibited, in the inner courtyard of the palace, he even raised his voice so unscrupulously: "Yunqing, speak quickly, let our brothers also listen to your arguments!" ā€

This voice, you don't need to look at it to know that it is Zhou Wensui, Yun Qingwan'er, she got up slowly, looked back with a smile, and this time it seemed to be forever.

In her eyes, only the man behind Zhou Wensui remained.

His expression is resolute and gentle, his eyes are deep, his mouth is tight, his indigo robe is wrapped, and his figure is even more slender, and he has a black belt with gold thread and dragon pattern, showing his grace and handsomeness. The winter sun is gorgeous, but it is very warm, and on this windless day, it is as warm as the spring sun.

And this sunshine, this winter sunshine seemed to be sprinkled on his body, making his cold and hard expression soften a lot.

His eyes also fell on her, and after three years, they had changed a lot, but with just one glance, they recognized each other.

Prince Li Zhou Wenyu!

Zhou Wensui saw Yun Qing's expression like this, and his eyes dimmed for a moment, but soon, he laughed and strode into the pavilion: "Okay, okay, you two don't flirt here!" The days to come will be long! ā€

Ling Xin felt that he might be really sick, and his brain was a little insufficient today!

Could it be ......

"Brother Qi, could it be that the previous rumors are true? Are you really like your father begging to marry Sister Qing? Ling Xin asked with big innocent eyes.

Zhou Wenyu's calm expression also had a hint of embarrassment, and when his sister asked about this, he really didn't know how to answer, so he just glared at her to express his refusal to answer.

Yun Qing also came back to his senses and smiled.

Zhou Wensui pursed his lips, sat down on a chair, and beckoned: "Sit down, what did you just hear you talking about?" What does that mean? ā€

After that, he added: "It's not that I'm curious, it's that Lao Qi has always liked these things of literature and ink." ā€

Ling Xin took Zhou Wensui's arm and smiled: "Third brother, are you expressing your different Wenmo?" ā€

"Stinky girl, whose sister are you? Don't give it to my brother like this! Zhou Wensui stretched out his index finger and pointed it on Ling Xin's forehead, dissatisfied.

Ling Xin said coquettishly: "Both of you are my good brothers!" ā€

Haha laughed, and the eyes of several people stayed on Yun Qing's face.

Yun Qingwan sat back in the chair with her dress on, and said lightly: "Actually, the reason is very simple, if you want to draw an object well, you must first understand its habits, such as drawing animals, to understand the habits and characteristics of this animal; Draw plants, landscapes, and understand its bones! Etcetera. ā€

After a slight pause in his voice, he said: "Chrysanthemums are in autumn, even in winter, there is a time when they bloom in the wind, just like what we see at this time." Therefore, in this sunny day, the composition of chrysanthemums is the next policy, and the style of chrysanthemums cannot be reflected at all. However, imagine that if it is snowing heavily today, will we look at this chrysanthemum again, will it be more beautiful and moving? ā€

Several people nodded secretly, especially Ling Xin, who was even more annoyed: "I don't know such a simple truth, it's so stupid." ā€

As she spoke, she tapped her head a few times in annoyance, and her expression was extremely cute.

Zhou Wenyu's gaze has been on Yun Qing's face since he sat down, although the other two are the same, but Yun Qing felt his gaze, and his heart was pounding.

When the words fell, she couldn't help but raise her head and glared at Zhou Wenyu fiercely, expressing her dissatisfaction.

This made Zhou Wenyu stunned, and then laughed.

(To be continued.) )