After a dreamless night, Yuan Heng felt refreshed, and he forgot what happened last night. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Pushing open the window, the sun was just right, but it didn't get into the house, and it was still a little chilly to get up early, but this made Yuan Heng feel good.

As soon as she was in a good mood, she turned out the painting of Fu Yuanheng that she had hidden, and after a closer look, it was indeed a good painting, at least better than what she painted, but it seemed to be a little worse than Wei Xi.

However, at least it is better than her.

Sighing, Yuan Heng glanced at Biyu, who happened to come in with a snack, and said, "You go and find me something and hang these paintings for me." ”

Jasper hurriedly put down the snack and trotted out. After a short time, she came in with two younger maids, and Biyu glanced at Yuan Heng and asked, "Where does the lady want to hang the painting?" ”

Yuan Heng looked around, pointed to the front of the desk and said, "It's hanging here." ”

Biyu nodded, called the two little maids to tie strings on both sides of the pillar, and then carefully hung the painting that Yuan Heng had put against her with a clip.

"Lady, is this okay?" Jasper asked.

Yuan Heng looked at the distance that was not far away, nodded and said, "Well, that's it." As he spoke, he dipped in ink, imitating Fu Yuanheng's paintings, and slowly began to paint one stroke at a time.

Seeing this, Biyu walked to Yuan Heng's side and polished Yuan Heng's ink, "The lady hasn't started writing for a long time, why do you suddenly want to paint again today?" ”

No wonder Biyu is not curious, her lady was a painting demon before. As long as I have time, I will start to paint, but after a serious illness, I suddenly began to stop drawing, not play the piano, and read all day long. She couldn't read and didn't know what kind of books the lady was reading, but they seemed to be books with pictures, and it was a villain in all kinds of strange poses.

So seeing that Yuan Heng was about to start painting at this time, she couldn't help but be curious. He opened his mouth and asked.

Yuan Heng tilted his head, carefully looked at Fu Yuanheng's paintings, and replied to Biyu, "It's just that I'm in a good mood and want to paint." ”

Biyu smiled and said to Yuan Heng, "It's good that the lady is in a good mood." ”

When Yuan Heng heard this, she couldn't help but sigh, she was in a good mood just now. But now she finds that Fu Yuanheng's painting style is different from hers, she has always been heroic, and her paintings are also full of heroic atmosphere. However, Fu Yuanheng's paintings are too graceful and delicate, and it is not as easy to imitate as Wei Xi.

Yuan Heng simply put down his pen and looked at the painting he had only drawn twice, and he had a headache. Normally, whether it was spells or something else, she would imitate the people around her, and then continue to cultivate according to her own understanding, but this would make her feel that she had hit a bottleneck.

Two people who don't have the same style of painting seem to be particularly difficult to imitate. Or maybe she'd try her own way!

"Shall we go for a walk in the garden?" Yuan Heng turned his head and glanced at Biyu and said.

Jasper was stunned, isn't this a painting?

Yuan Heng sighed, looking at other people's paintings, she couldn't draw anything, it was better to go out for a walk and take a walk, and look at the surrounding scenery more, lest when she wanted to paint, her mind was blank, and she could only draw according to other people's paintings.

There happened to be no one in the garden, and Yuan Heng was also clean. It's to look at the east and the west.

It didn't take long for her to be confident, she had always been such a person, and she thought about doing it well, so she deliberately ran to the garden to take a look.

"Lady's day? Do you want to take a break? Biyu looked at Yuan Heng, who was sweating profusely, and asked.

It's really hot, Yuan Heng wiped the sweat from his forehead, pointed to the willow tree in front of him and said, "Go there and rest!" ”

This break is terrible, Yuan Heng felt hotter and hotter, his mouth was dry, he looked at Biyu and said, "Go get me a bowl of sour plum soup, I'm so hot." "She was so hot that she didn't want to move.

Biyu looked at Yuan Heng's flushed cheeks, didn't dare to delay, and trotted all the way back to Pujia Pavilion.

Seeing that he couldn't see the figure of Jasper, Yuan Heng waved his hand irritably, using it to dissipate heat for himself.

"Fifth sister." When Fu Chao led Du Yan over, he saw Yuan Heng propping his feet on the trunk of the tree regardless of his image, lowering his head, and fanning himself vigorously.

To be honest, seeing such a strange painting style, Fu Chao was stunned for a while, and then hesitantly shouted Yuan Heng, after all, Du Yan was still beside him!

As soon as the weather is hot, Yuan Heng is easily irritable, and when she hears someone shouting at her, she is unhappy for a while, who is this! Can't you just do nothing and don't see it? Let her cool off here for a while!

Even though she was unwilling in her heart, Yuan Heng still turned her head to look at the person who called her, it didn't matter if she didn't look at it, she was startled when she saw it.

Isn't that the person behind Fu Chao last night? Is it true that you can come across it everywhere you go?

Seeing that Yuan Heng's feet were still propped up on the willow tree, and even looked at Du Yan directly, Fu Chao felt a burst of heat on his face, and in the past, he only heard that Fu Yuanheng had a bad temper, and when did he not even get up with the number of courtesies.

A boudoir woman, looking at a strange man in disregard of her image, he felt shy for her, so he shouted again, "Fifth sister!" ”

Yuan Heng came back to her senses at this time, and when she saw that both of them were looking at her, she realized that her actions were inappropriate. Yi retracted his feet, shook his skirt as if no one was around, and then looked at Fu Chao and shouted, "Third brother." ”

Fu Chao nodded, pointed at Du Yan and said, "This is your mother's cousin, Du Yan." ”

Du Yan? surnamed Du, isn't that Du Yunxi's brother? The two who co-authored last night were their brother and sister!

"Cousin." Du Yan saluted Yuan Heng, his expression was not strange, and he didn't seem to recognize that the person last night was Yuan Heng. But that's just what it seems.

Yuan Heng was so hot that he greeted the two of them impatiently, nodded at Du Yan and said, "The third brother and cousin are walking slowly, I won't bother." Ignoring the looks of the two of them, he pulled out his legs and walked towards the Pujia Pavilion.

It's really unlucky, I knew that I would go back with Jasper just now.

Looking at Yuan Heng's back, Du Yan couldn't help but feel funny. Fu Chao also looked at Du Yan with embarrassment and said, "Daoran, see me, my sister ......" Speaking of which, Fu Chao himself didn't know what to say.

Du Yan patted Fu Chao's shoulder and said, "Zhiyuan, let's go!" ”

Jasper just came out of Pujia Pavilion, and met Yuan Heng head-on, "Lady, why are you back?" ”

Yuan Heng silently rolled his eyes and said, "I met the third brother in the garden. ”

Jasper didn't understand it anymore, and met Sanlangjun? So what?

Yuan Heng pursed his lips, didn't want to speak, took his skirt and walked up the steps, and went straight back to his room.