Zi Yan's angry willow eyebrows were upside down, and she was about to slam the door, Leng An grabbed her arm, but Zi Yan almost pushed herself down with a backhand, Zi Yan hurriedly supported Leng An, and asked a little angrily: "What is my sister doing to stop me like this?" ”

Leng An stood firm and grabbed Ziyan: "Sister, don't be angry, it's fruitless to mess with her like this, let's go back......"

"But my sister ......"

"Since His Highness intends to make things difficult, I will bear it...... It's okay......" Leng An said and smiled indifferently, flicking off the snowflakes on Ziyan's shoulder.

"Second Highness, this is too much of a bully, I'll go to His Highness to reason!" Ziyan was about to leave as she spoke, but Leng An hurriedly grabbed her: "Sister, don't be impulsive...... Forget about this matter, don't bother Your Highness with such a trivial matter, besides, there are still some in my house, it is enough to survive these few days, come with me, I will show you something good......"

Seeing that Leng An didn't seem to take this matter to heart at all, Ziyan didn't want to investigate further, so she had to follow Leng An back to the room.

The charcoal fire in the room had been extinguished, and the stove was still exuding warmth, Ziyan warmed her hands on it, and saw Leng An take out a handkerchief from the cabinet next to her and hold it in her hand, so she leaned over curiously.

The handkerchief was lifted, and a few black finger-sized objects lay on the handkerchief, as if polished, but the craftsmanship was very rough......

"Sister...... What is this? Ziyan said that she was about to touch it, but Leng An quickly shook it: "Don't, don't touch it, I've been polishing it for a long time, and it won't work well if it's broken......"

"With? What's this black thing? What's it for? Ziyan was even more curious, and even reached out to grab the handkerchief in Leng An's hand to find out.

Leng An smiled and hid behind him: "You obediently go and sit on the chair, and you will know later." ”

Ziyan pouted and sat down in a chair. Leng An walked to the desk and spread out the rice paper, pressed it with a ruler, and then carefully pinched one from the handkerchief.

As soon as Ziyan wanted to get up and look, she was yelled at by Leng An: "Don't move!" Otherwise, I'll paint you ugly! ”

Ziyan suddenly realized that she wanted to sit here to paint a portrait of herself! The mood immediately became excited: "Sister! Are you trying to paint a portrait for me? No one has painted a portrait of me yet, how can I sit to look good, okay? ”

Ziyan adjusted her posture, her face was excited, and her cheeks were slightly red because of excitement, like peach blossoms blooming.

"Just sit like that, don't move...... Leng An said, pinching the homemade paintbrush and drawing......

In fact, what Leng An was holding in his hand was the charcoal that made the fire...... In the present world, there is a charcoal pen for painting, which is specially fired from wicker twigs, which is soft and hard, but here, there is no other work that can be used for painting except for the brush.

Until that day, Ziyan sent the charcoal fire and stove to ward off the cold, Leng An had a whim, and used the charcoal to make a few charcoal pens, but unfortunately the charcoal used to burn the fire was uneven, and there were many impurities.

Although this homemade brush is not as comfortable as the one bought, Leng An is still very happy to paint, but unfortunately the rice paper is too thin and brittle, so he can only be very careful with his pen......

Leng An first drew the outline, which was already a little similar, and when he wanted to continue to go deeper into the detailed painting, his hand tightened, and he accidentally poked a hole, and the neck of Ziyan on the drawing paper immediately opened a grin......

Leng An threw the charcoal strip aside, his face full of displeasure. Ziyan hurriedly leaned over and asked, "Sister, what's wrong?" ”

Leng An pointed to the opening on the painting, Ziyan was stunned after just looking at it, holding the painting and being amazed: "My sister painted it so well!" I didn't know that Sister Lu Dao had such a craft......"

Leng An smiled: "This paper is too thin, I'll draw a new one for you next time, it's not good this time." As he spoke, he took the painting from Ziyan's hand and prepared to tear it off. Ziyan looked anxious, and hurriedly grabbed it: "Sister, what are you doing?" ”

Leng An was stunned: "Uh...... Throw it away if it's broken! ”

Ziyan shook her head: "Don't, it's me on this, you can't throw it away!" ”

"But...... Is that paper all broken? Leng An was puzzled, this little girl should not be superstitious to such a point, the paintings on the paper can't be burned.

"My sister will give me the painting! I don't mind! ”

Seeing that Ziyan was so determined, Leng An couldn't stop it anymore, so he could only give her the painting with a smile, and then took out the scroll from the cabinet and spread it on the table and said: "This is what I usually do when I practice brushes, I didn't finish painting the portrait for you today, in order to compensate you, my sister will choose it at will." ”

"Wow! Sister! You've secretly drawn so many of them! No wonder you always ask me to bring pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, it turns out that they are all used here! ”

"Ha Luha, choose whatever you like." Leng An sat on the bed with a smile and looked at Zi Yanxuan.

Ziyan put the portrait aside and began to choose it intently. She thought it was good to hold this, and she was reluctant to put it down, so she picked and chosen, and finally chose a swallow with wings spread and flying high......

Leng An leaned over: "It turns out that my sister likes swallows, I already know my sister's preferences, I will draw a few more, there is only one here, it seems lonely." ”

"Birds can spread their wings and fly high...... When will I be as free as it? Ziyan seemed to feel a little touched as she spoke, and her voice became choked. Leng An was a little overwhelmed and relieved: "My sister is fine, right?" ”

Ziyan raised her head, only to see that her two big eyes were filled with tears, and she only said one sentence: "Sister...... I miss home......" almost made Leng An cry......

It's been so long since she came here, Leng An has been homesick more than once, missing her parents, but every time she has that thought, she will force herself to press this thought back, because she knows that no matter how much she thinks, it is impossible for her to go back in the time and space she is in now. Instead of wanting to be sad, it is better to keep it in your heart, after all, she still has to live, she must be strong. But Ziyan's short words just now evoked the feeling that Leng An had been pressing in his heart, and it was like a fuse, igniting Leng An's emotions......

Seeing that Leng An was silent, Ziyan felt that she had lost her temper, and hurriedly wiped away her tears and said with a smile: "Let my sister smile......"

Leng An shook his head and sat down on the bed: "Actually, like you, I also miss my hometown, but you at least know where your home is, and you can reunite with your relatives when you are old enough to leave the palace, but I don't have any relatives here, let alone when I can go back...... That's it, don't mention these things, it's all tears......"

Ziyan didn't expect her words to make Leng An so sad, and hurriedly grabbed her hand: "Sister, don't be sad, if you don't dislike it, how about I come to be my sister's relative?" How about we swear as sisters? ”