"Let's go, let's draw after dinner."

Wei Cheng is like the son of an ordinary family, in the past, there were five or six people around him, but now he is alone, but he has to come to serve Su Zhenzhen.

Su Zhenzhen was a little reluctant, nudged his hand away, and said, "No." ”

"You're welcome?" Wei Cheng forcibly pulled her wrist, "There is a prince serving you, are you still not happy?" ”

It's not that I'm unhappy, but I'm very uncomfortable. Su Zhenzhen knew that she had been bothering Wei Cheng for too long, and suddenly thought about it, Wei Cheng had been here for some time, had the affairs of the capital really been dealt with?

Or is Wei Cheng in exile?

"Your face is so complicated, what are you thinking? Isn't he worried about whether this king will die? ”

Su Zhenzhen can't escape Wei Cheng's eyes, whatever he says, it's what it is.

"You're just thinking too much. If you think about it any more, this king will take your stall and let you stay in the house all day long and not be allowed to come out. ”

Su Zhenzhen was stunned, and if she didn't let her see the sun, she might as well be told to die.

As soon as the wind blew, it immediately blew up Su Zhenzhen's veil, and Wei Cheng inadvertently saw the scar on Su Zhenzhen's face, and his footsteps suddenly became heavy.

Even if the scar fell on a man, it might not be bearable. And it's still an insulting word. Su Zhenzhen's temperament is so strong, she must be very sad in her heart.

Wei Cheng secretly thought in his heart that he would ask August to put away the mirrors that could be seen in the yard later.

lest Suzhen be sad when she sees her scar.

Moreover, you have to ask someone to find a Jianghu artist to remove or cover up this scar.

After eating, Wei Cheng went to do this, entrusted a reliable subordinate, and found the hermit craftsman on the back mountain of White Bird City.

This person is extremely good at painting, especially Danqing, Wei Cheng has asked some painting techniques from this person, so he thought of asking him to go out of the mountain and do himself a small favor.

The two are old acquaintances, and this master will naturally give face, and he also carries wine to talk to him.

Wei Cheng said with a smile: "You are willing to help this king, this king is already grateful, and the matter of drinking a glass of wine will naturally be connected to you." ”

"Haha, I haven't seen you for many years, but the prince is still so heroic. The prince said in the letter that he wanted me to help a woman paint her face, where is that woman now? ”

Wei Cheng pushed the door and said please come in, and said, "When you see her later, speak nicely, I'm afraid that you will be a rough man who will speak badly." ”

"You can rest assured, I will listen naturally."

When the two arrived, Su Zhenzhen was painting in the courtyard. At lunchtime, Wei Chengyou mentioned this matter to her, and saw that she was not disgusted, so he dared to assert himself like this.

Otherwise, according to Su Zhenzhen's petty temperament, Wei Cheng would not dare to do this.

"Zhenzhen." Wei Cheng called out on the spot.

Su Zhenzhen paused, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Wei Cheng coming back with a strange man, who was standing there smiling at herself.

After putting down the pen, Su Zhenzhen walked over, and after Wei Cheng's introduction, the man surnamed Chen was the one who wanted to paint her face.

This scar was too ugly, and I didn't want to expose it to outsiders. But Su Zhenzhen herself is sad to watch it every day, although she is comforting herself to get used to it slowly, but there are countless painful memories hidden in the scar.

As...... Just seal it as Wei Cheng said. After that, you don't have to think about it again.

"Girl, please take a seat."

"Okay."

Wei Cheng took two steps back and said with a smile: "Does this king need to be avoided?" He knew that Su Zhenzhen was afraid that she would see the scar, so she pretended to be joking.

Su Zhenzhen grabbed his cuffs nervously, this action was subconscious.

Wei Chengdeng remembered that Su Zhenzhen couldn't speak, and there would be a lot of inconvenience in waiting, and he felt guilty in his heart, but he didn't expect this.

"Ha, don't leave, you have to hand me something."

The sound of sharpening knives made Su Zhenzhen think that she was going to slaughter some prey, like the sound of iron rods rubbing against the cell door when she broke her leg that day.

Su Zhenzhen even trembled unconsciously in her calves, she was really afraid, even dreaming.

The most tragic thing is that in her dream, she already thinks that she is a mute, an ugly monster, and even dreams of trying to avoid the eyes of others.

This feeling is like living in a gutter that does not see the light of day, and you are afraid that others will come and step on it anytime and anywhere.

Wei Cheng patted her hand, stroked her shoulder slightly, and squatted down to look at her, "Don't be afraid, there is this king." ”

Su Zhenzhen nodded tremblingly, stretched out her hand to untie one side of the veil, hesitated to uncover the veil, and entered Wei Cheng's eyes, only to see him smile gently, without a little disgust.

The surname Chen is familiar with this kind of scar, and he is not much surprised, but he is just amazed that this woman is so young, she is branded with such an ugly scar, what kind of mortal sin has she committed?

I can't figure it out, I just don't want to.

"Girl, your scar is not deep, how about I draw a flower later?"

Su Zhenzhen touched her cheek, and realized that the scar was not as abrupt as before, but it was still there.

Nodding his head, he said yes.

"Okay." Chen Yiyi rolled up his sleeves and was eager to try.

The wound had already scabbed and fallen off, and new tender flesh had grown, and there was no need for any more medicine, Su Zhenzhen didn't like to see it, so she wore a veil every day, so she didn't observe it, and she didn't know that the scar had developed like this.

Wei Cheng said with a smile: "If you make a mistake, this king will kill you and drag you out to feed the wild dogs." ”

"My painter, don't you still trust the prince?" Chen Yiyi used an ordinary pen to dip the paint, this paint is not ordinary, it can't be washed off with water, after painting, if you regret it, you can use a prescription to wash it off.

Wei Cheng didn't say much anymore and smiled lightly, so as not to disturb Chen Yiyi and make his hands tremble accidentally.

Su Zhenzhen closed her eyes and felt a burst of coldness, the smell of the pigment was not unpleasant, it was made with various flower juices, and it would not hurt the skin.

Every stroke is outlining Su Zhenzhen's injury, as if he is dotting a colorful pattern in that dark time. By the time the sixth stroke came down, the outline of the pattern had already been made.

Next, it's time to fill in.

Su Zhenzhen is like an unstained white paper, her face has been raised for a long time, and there is already a faint touch of white and red.

So Chen Yiyi chose the gradient color of red and pink to fill in, drawing and hooking carefully.

After a cup of tea, I finally breathed a sigh of relief that my leg didn't have to be broken. Chen Yiyi put down the pen with a "snap", "It's done." ”

Wei Cheng went to see it for the first time, and when he was on the ground, he smiled, "You are really good." ”

The pigment dries quickly, and the flower comes to life on Su Zhenzhen's face, never withering, never being beaten by the wind and rain, and growing in the most fertile land of this time.

"Vera? Look. ”

Wei Cheng turned the mirror to Su Zhenzhen and smiled slightly: "Are you satisfied?" If you're not satisfied, I'll break his leg anyway. ”

Chen Artist on the side began to tremble, he painted so beautifully, just ask him what he did wrong!

After returning to the courtyard, August was dumbfounded, he had never seen a prince like a little girl, carrying a bag in the back, and couldn't help laughing.

Su Zhenzhen took a sip of water, and always felt as if she had bought less. When I saw Wei Cheng moving hard, I realized how outrageous I was today......

These clothes are reasonable to say that they have been wrapped in a tailor's shop. She had traveled all over the White Sparrow City today, and had bought the distinctive clothes in almost every clothing store, so that she could study the styles of the people in the city.

It's bitter that Wei Cheng is a big man, and it's hard for him to go shopping with him.

Carrying the water over, Su Zhenzhen went directly to Wei Cheng's lips, opened her mouth, and said the word "drink".

"Okay."

The water is so sweet and moistened, after moistening his throat, Wei Cheng finished sorting things out and said, "I'll put it away for you, and it won't be too troublesome when you want to take it." ”

Wei Cheng thought that Su Zhenzhen bought so much to wear.

It wasn't until the second day that Su Zhenzhen dismantled several of the most beautiful clothes with scissors, and he felt a little heartache when he saw it.

Not heartache money, of course, but the clothes, some of which were good-looking, even took a tailor's mind for months.

Su Zhenzhen said cut it.

August blinked, handed Su Zhenzhen a soft ruler beside him, and said, "Princess, what are you going to do?" ”

Wei Cheng held the book in his hand, sat lazily in the rocking chair, folded legs, and looked over from time to time.

Su Zhenzhen sighed twice, asked August to bring the talc, made a few strokes on the fabric, and measured the size.

August then grinded, watching carefully as Su Zhenzhen carefully sketched a sample of a dress on paper.

Su Zhenzhen painted very seriously, painting from morning to noon, and went to cook in the middle of August, and opened the door for Dr. Hu, who had just returned.

There were only two people left in the small courtyard, her and Wei Cheng. One draws a model, the other reads a book.

Wei Cheng couldn't sit still, wanting to see what she wanted to do after working for so long, so she got up to look, and was almost not amused by Su Zhenzhen's terrible painter.

"Zhen Zhen, don't tell this king, you want to open a clothing shop, right?"

Su Zhenzhen is speechless, is her painting so ugly?! The rice paper was drying in mid-air, and Su Zhenzhen dried the ink, a little sad.

She thinks she's pretty good-looking, huh?

On the paper is a pair of women's long skirts, modified Cantonese embroidery, becoming less cumbersome, the left and right necklines are aligned, and the two colors of blue and pink are used to match, just in time for the coming spring. The waist seal is simple, tied with a twist-like belt, and two light-colored tassels fall in front.

It can not only outline the soft waist of the woman, but also show off the long legs.

How beautiful!

Su Zhenzhen still thought indignantly, others don't know how to appreciate it.

Wei Cheng took the things she designed, unfolded the fan and began to point, then laughed, and finally couldn't stand it, and said: "My good Zhenzhen, although your ideas are good, but the painting is sparse, in my opinion, I should teach you to paint first, so as not to let those good ideas in your mind be ruined in vain." ”

Su Zhenzhen snorted coldly, and nodded at Wei Cheng's shoulder, no need to speak, Wei Cheng must know that he was scolding him.

"Okay, okay, you're right, Miss Suzhen. Unfortunately, this king knows the best tailor in the city, and this king will let him come to your side on an errand, how about it? ”

Wei Cheng had a flattering tone.

Su Zhenzhen snorted twice and shook her head. She's still in the preparatory stage, and besides...... This painter really hit himself.

Don't blame her, her nails were buttoned like that before, and her recovery was slower than a foot injury, and she was shaking when she wrote, let alone drawing, and her pen was almost unstable.

However, it seems that Wei Cheng and August are both supportive of her idea.

It's so good, after escaping death, life turned out to be so beautiful. I finally don't have to think about all those bad things.

However, Wei Cheng was afraid that Su Zhenzhen would use too much energy, whenever Su Zhenzhen was painting on the table, he would read a book next to him, but in fact, the drunkard did not mean to drink, and after Su Zhenzhen painted for an hour, he would tell Su Zhenzhen to rest.

"Don't you have eyes? If it weren't for the king pulling you, I'm afraid you'd be painting for twelve hours a day. ”

August nodded in agreement, "Yes, princess, let's take a rest, August is ready to eat, rest and rest after eating, it's not too late to paint again." ”

Su Zhenzhen is now spoiled, knowing that all this is not easy to come by, and she can't be in a hurry, so after putting down the pen, she went to the dining room together.

August's craftsmanship is also getting better and better, Su Zhenzhen sometimes goes to the market with her, because she wears a veil, some people think that Su Zhenzhen is a young lady who has not left the cabinet, and wants to come to the door to say goodbye.