After that, Ning Sichen went to the study.

On the desk in the study, there was still the portrait drawn by Shu Qingyue, Ning Sichen picked up the drawing paper, he unfolded it, and then what caught his eyes was himself on the drawing paper. The most striking thing about the whole portrait is his eyes, which are cold, restrained, and profound, like the cold of a wolf and the deep darkness of the night. Shu Qingyue's final finishing touch made the originally rigid painting immediately come alive, looking at the portrait, as if facing a real person.

How carefully and carefully did she have to observe him to draw him so vividly?

What purpose did she have in mind, observing him quietly?

Ning Sichen put away the portrait and put it into the porcelain vase in the right corner of the desk specially used to hold the painting scroll.

At three o'clock, the maid brought the food into Shu Qingyue's room, and Ning Sichen came with him, but he stood at the door and did not walk in directly. Although it is in Ning Mansion, this is the boudoir of his daughter's family after all, and without Shu Qingyue's consent, it is not good for him to go straight in and out by a man.

"General Ning, please come in." She said.

Then, Ning Sichen entered the room.

The layout of the room was similar to the original layout, and some rouge gouache was added to the dresser, but Shu Qingyue rarely used them. On the desk in front of the window on the other side, there was a lot of rice paper, with her writing and paintings, all of which were landscapes or flowers, and there were no portraits.

"Has General Ning eaten it?" She asked him.

"Not yet." Ning Sichen walked over.

"Xiaoqing, add another pair of chopsticks." Shu Qingyue said to the maid Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing left the room and quickly brought another pair of dishes and chopsticks.

Ning Sichen didn't shirk either, he sat next to Shu Qingyue. While Shu Qingyue wanted to understand Ning Sichen, he also wanted to understand her, and he and her hearts knew very well that the calm on the surface of Ning Mansion could be broken at any time, and it was impossible for her to stay in Ning Mansion forever. I just don't know what kind of position they will face each other when the time comes.

"Marshal, Miss Shu, I'll go down first." Xiaoqing retreated first.

Ning Sichen filled two bowls of soup, one bowl in front of Shu Qingyue, and one bowl in his hand. He had already drunk more than half of the soup in his bowl, but he saw that Shu Qingyue hadn't moved the bowl yet, just used chopsticks to flick the chopped onions in the bowl.

"The food in the house is not to your liking?" Ning Sichen put down the soup bowl in his hand and asked her.

"Forget jì sue sù Xiaoqing, I don't eat green onions." Shu Qingyue said.

Picky? Ning Sichen looked at Shu Qingyue and couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows.

"I'll have someone make another pot of soup." He said.

"No, just remove the green onions from the soup." She said.

"Then you scoop all the floating green onions into my bowl." He said.

"Hmm." Shu Qingyue nodded happily, then used the soup scoop to scoop up the floating green onions floating in her bowl little by little, and then poured them into Ning Sichen's bowl, until the chopped green onions in the bowl were gone, and she drank the bowl of soup.

From beginning to end, Ning Sichen just looked at her silently. If you get along with her a little deeper, you will find that she is actually very willful sometimes, such as playing chess, and now. When she is quiet, the wind is breezy, and when she is pounded, it is a little eccentric. Shu Qingyue, what kind of person are you?

"I don't eat anything, I'll tell the kitchen." Ning Sichen drank the remaining half of the soup full of chopped shallots and asked her.

"I don't eat coriander, I don't eat celery, I don't eat bitter gourd, I don't eat dog meat." Shu Qingyue counted carefully, thinking that it should be all there is to it.

"If you had been born in a poor man's house, you would have starved to death if you didn't eat this, and you didn't eat that." Ning Sichen listened, her eyebrows twisted deeper, she was not a picky eater.

"If it were in that environment, I would have eaten." Shu Qingyue smiled playfully, the way she laughed was not stunning and moving, but it was very comfortable to watch. "Could it be that General Ning doesn't have something not to eat?"

"I'll eat them all." Ning Sichen said.

"That time I baked potatoes, General Ning didn't eat them at first." Shu Qingyue said while eating with vegetables.

"That's because you said sprouted potatoes are poisonous, which is completely different from your picky eater." Ning Sichen said.

"If I say it's poisonous, you believe it, and if I say it's not poisonous, you believe it too." Shu Qingyue raised her head and looked at him fixedly, her eyes were shining, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Yes, at that time, why did he believe her so lightly? She often just said it casually, and he would take it seriously.

Ning Sichen didn't know how to answer.

He can not change his face when the wind and clouds are shocked, but he just can't deal with her.

How weird?

On the other side, Shu Qingyue was still staring at Ning Sichen with interest, his real appearance was also very interesting.