Once he had this idea in his mind, Qi Chengfeng felt his scalp tingle, looked at these red tents, and thought of what Su Wanwan said, and the word "dark marriage" was born in his heart!

Qi Chengfeng looked at the bed in a daze, and his body shuddered unconsciously.

Jin Yao walked over, looked at the bed, and said, "Xianggong, what's wrong with this bed?" I accidentally went to greet my father-in-law and saw that he had the same bed in the room. ”

"I don't think this bed is any different, I just think the silk cloth on this bed seems to be a little dirty." Qi Chengfeng said, seeing that Jin Yao's face eased a little, the suspicion in his heart sounded again, and it became more and more intense.

Suddenly, a subordinate voice sounded outside the door, "Young master, young lady, summoned by the master." ”

"What to do?" Qi Chengfeng asked.

"The master invited a lady to come over and paint the young master and the young lady." The man said.

"Really?" Qi Chengfeng sat on the bed and said, "Don't paint, I have a headache today, I'll talk about it in a few days." ”

"This ......" the subordinates looked at each other, looked at Qi Chengfeng, and then looked at Jin Yao, Jin Yao said: "Xianggong, it is also a good thing for the father-in-law to invite someone to come over to paint for us, why don't we go over?" You say we have a headache, so why don't we call the Master over and paint for us? ”

That's a good thing to say, but when I think of the portrait that Jin Yao took out of the bed, the black lines, the white rice paper, and the hard lines are so stiff that they are like ...... Portraits of the dead.

Qi Chengfeng said: "I'm tired, don't paint." ”

said that he wanted to leave, but was stopped by Jin Yao's hand, Jin Yao pouted lightly, and said, "Xianggong...... Let's go! We don't have a portrait in one place. ”

The girl's voice was soft and boneless, and Qi Chengfeng was a little more moved on her face, and said, "Okay." ”

The two went to change their clothes, and then sat in the courtyard, and from time to time, a man came with a painting box, put pen and ink paper inkstones, and spread a huge rice paper.

Qi Chengfeng noticed that the ink on the table actually had different pigments, which happened to match the clothes on the two of them.

The master said: "Young master, don't be surprised by the young lady, I am a Xiucai who learned from a foreign travel, this painting is also learned from the West, and the pigment is made by me concentrating on research, although it is different from the painting of our Yan Kingdom, it lacks charm, but it is also lifelike, and the two of you should not be surprised." ”

Western paintings? With the paint, it looks flesh and bones, much better than the portrait of Jin Yao he saw today.

Qi Chengfeng said: "It's okay, let's paint." ”

The master smiled and picked up the pen, but he used black ink to depict the outline of Qi Chengfeng and Jin Yao holding hands looking at each other, and then put down the painting, quietly picked it up with another piece of white rice paper, and placed it, outlining the outline of Qi Chengfeng's clothes, and outlining the middle coat, obscene clothes and pants, including Qi Chengfeng's hairband, and then let the paper be taken away.

Qi Chengfeng saw it, stood up, thought about chasing after him, and said, "How is the painting?" I'll take a look. ”

The man looked at Qi Chengfeng and took a step forward, but was stopped by the master and said, "Young master, please continue to sit, don't delay, I'm almost done." ”

"Really? So why do you have to throw away paper? Qi Chengfeng walked over regardless of the obstacles, picked up the paper, looked at the profane clothes and pants painted on it, and was very puzzled, and said, "What is this?" ”

"This ......," the master coughed, walked over, stretched out his finger and pointed to the different paints used in the version of the obscene trousers, and said, "Look, I will first dot it with paint, and then I will draw the charm of the two of you, and then embellish it with the marker paint." You don't have to stay in this state, and your body can be soothed earlier. ”

Having said that, why do you need to paint so properly just by marking the paint? As if the clothes could be cut along the lines to produce a real dress, Qi Chengfeng frowned, and always felt very strange in his heart.

Jin Yao walked over and said with a smile: "Xianggong, this master really has a heart, the portrait I painted before was actually painted for three hours!" My back hurts when I stand there, and this master is so clever that he will be done in less than an hour! Keep coming and standing, and we'll go and rest in a moment." ”

Qi Chengfeng responded, sat down with him, and the master said again: "Please come closer, two of you." ”

Qi Chengfeng had no choice but to get close to Jin Yao, however, the master seemed to be afraid that it was not enough, and said, "Young master, please put your head on the young lady's hair." ”

This painting is so intimate, if it is painted, it cannot be taken out and hung, it can only become a thing in the room.

Qi Chengfeng followed the master's instructions and put his thin chin on Jin Yao's hair, his red lips were wrapped around a trace of hair, and he only felt very itchy, even his heart.

Thinking about it again, Qi Chengfeng felt that this picture was very familiar, as if it had happened somewhere. Suddenly, my head hurt, and the girl's shy face appeared in my mind again.

The girl's lips are red and her teeth are white, her eyes are as bright as stars, and her eyes are like the moon when she laughs, that's ...... Su Wanwan!

Why did she appear in his dreams? Qi Chengfeng was startled, looked at the master, and saw that the painter put away the paper and walked away, and Jin Yao was no longer by her side, Jin Yao had already gone to take a look at the painting, and said with great satisfaction: "This painting is really lifelike." ”

After that, he held Qi Chengfeng's hand and said with a smile: "Xianggong, how about we frame this painting and hang it in the room?" ”

"Okay." Qi Chengfeng said, absent-mindedly, looking at Jin Yao's face, he found that the picture was gradually blurred, and after a moment, it became clear, but what he saw was Su Wanwan's face!

What the hell is going on with him! Qi Chengfeng frowned, unable to think of the reason.

Let's say that the painter took the portrait of Qi Chengfeng to the courtyard of Master Jin, and said, "Master Jin, please take a look." ”

"It's a good drawing." Master Jin nodded, walked around a few times with the portrait in his hand, and looked, he praised it again, and said, "That's good!" I didn't expect Liu Zhuzi, a paper-binding person, to have such a high painting technique. ”

"It's nature." The person known as Liu Zhuzi was very proud, and said: "If it weren't for my father insisting that I inherit the technique of paper binding, I would probably be a world-famous painter at this time!" ”

This is not at all modest! However, it is well deserved! Master Jin was very satisfied and said, "Go and cut those things out, I'll get them tomorrow!" When things go well, you will not be able to benefit from it! ”

"Yes." Liu Zhuzi nodded and left, cutting out the paper from time to time, and using bamboo strips to make a human shape, and then smearing it according to the paint, from time to time, a "Qi Chengfeng" appeared.

Liu Zhuzi sent the things to Master Jin, and Master Jin was very satisfied, and said, "Tell me to go down and prepare for the secret marriage!" ”