Miss Lin was wearing a yellow gauze dress with a veil on her face, and although everyone in the audience was cheering and applauding her, she was never moved.

She bent slightly, saluted the group, and took a closer look at the paint on the table next to her.

After thinking about it for a while, I guess I was thinking about what I wanted to draw.

Then he turned gracefully, picked up the brush, turned his back to the group, and faced the vertical drawing board, on which was a fine piece of rice paper.

She could see that this was a good birth announcement specially prepared by her father.

Thinking of this, she secretly smiled bitterly, Dad really tried his best.

After a while, Miss Lin began to paint, painting and detailing......

All the steps are bubbling like flowing water in her hands.

Li Suo Luo looked at this Miss Lin seriously, and for some reason, she sensitively felt that Miss Lin didn't like this kind of scene, she was good at painting, but she didn't like to please others with it.

And out of some kind of unavoidable suffering, she wants to use it to please these men she doesn't know.

Maybe this is the intuition of the same woman, Li Suo Luo feels that his thoughts are actually a little ridiculous, why should he speculate about other people's thoughts?

She looked at Gu Yuan and saw that his brows were furrowed.

"How do I feel that this Miss Lin is not happy at all."

Li Suluo poked Gu Yuan's arm as he spoke.

Gu Yuan looked at her with a puzzled face, the little princess actually saw it?

He thought he was the only one who felt that way.

But he didn't answer the little princess's question directly, and just continued to watch Miss Nalin paint.

After about a stick of incense, the paintings on Miss Lin's drawing board gradually became vivid.

It was a picture of a chrysanthemum, which was just in time for the early autumn season.

The golden chrysanthemums in the garden are in full bloom, one by one, even if they are so far away, Li Suo Luo can see the delicate texture of each chrysanthemum.

It is vivid, as if you can smell the faint fragrance of chrysanthemums at this scene, which shows that Miss Lin's painting skills are indeed not in vain.

But in the golden chrysanthemum bush, there is a white chrysanthemum of different colors, growing alone in the yellow chrysanthemum bush, which looks very eye-catching.

Li Suoluo and Gu Yuan both watched quietly, perhaps, this garden full of chrysanthemums can't express her mood, only the lonely white chrysanthemum is what Miss Lin really wants to express.

Miss Lin turned to face the crowd.

"The early autumn is coming, this chrysanthemum, it will be given to you Yiyue, but the little woman has a reluctant request, I don't know if there is a son, can inscribe this painting."

A very gentle voice echoed in the air, and everyone looked at it intently, but the poetry of this chrysanthemum is easy, but the whiteness of the ten thousand flowers is difficult to express.

Qiao An was lying on the stand and watching intently, but at this time, she was in a difficult situation, why couldn't she understand.

He turned his head to look at Ji Ling, "Boss Ji, what is Miss Lin doing here?" ”

Ji Ling smiled slightly, did not answer him, but tugged on Gu Yuan's sleeve.

Gu Yuan was puzzled, lowered his head to listen to him, Ji Ling leaned into Gu Yuan's ear, and stood back in place after speaking.

Gu Yuan stood stunned for a moment, although he really wanted to relieve this Miss Lin, but he, a general who has been fighting at the border all year round, really didn't know anything about these poems and songs.

This Ji Ling, who looked like he was only eleven years old, didn't know how many books he had read, which surprised him a little.

However, after a moment of hesitation, he still stepped onto the stage.

Everyone looked at the man who suddenly appeared in shock, he was indeed young and handsome, and his clothes were extraordinary, thinking that he was a child of a rich family.

The maid who accompanied Miss Lin also showed surprise on her face, and one of them hurriedly walked into the backstage, not knowing what to do.

Miss Lin stared blankly, stepped back and stepped aside, and made a gesture of please.

She had actually noticed the man and the three children he was carrying from the beginning, each of whom had an extraordinary face, and she couldn't guess his identity, but it was probably not a local.

But he was born handsome, so he couldn't help but take a few more looks, but now he didn't expect that this man would come to power to relieve himself.

Gu Yuan chose a suitable pen, and dipped it in ink to inscribe himself, he was glad in his heart, fortunately, King Yan forced him to learn calligraphy for a period of time in his early years, otherwise how could he read what was written.

Next to the chrysanthemum picture, he sketched a strong and powerful font one by one, which was a poem that Ji Ling had just attached to his ear and told him:

The garden is full of chrysanthemums and golden,

There are solitary bushes that are frosty in color.

An extremely simple poem, without too much embellishment or too much description, simply writes about the loneliness and loneliness of a little white among the thousands of flowers.

Miss Lin watched quietly, her eyes were a little obscure, but because of the veil and the dim lights at night, she didn't notice it.

It turned out that someone could really see through her inner thoughts, and she looked at the strange man in front of her stupidly, a little overwhelmed.

After Gu Yuan finished writing, he gently put down his pen, and when he went to see Miss Nalin, he was slightly embarrassed.

Although he didn't come up with the poem, at this moment he really saw the loneliness and desolation in Miss Lin's expectant eyes, and there was still a little hope.

But no matter what, even if she helped her out of the siege, she was relieved.

He saluted respectfully, said goodbye to Miss Lin, and maintained his posture to wait for Miss Lin's reply.

Unexpectedly, Miss Lin seemed to be demented, and she didn't react.

Gu Yuan asked softly, "Miss Lin?" ”

Only then did Miss Lin react and began to talk about him left and right.

Qiao An couldn't stand it anymore, so she rushed directly to the stage, hugged Gu Yuan's thigh, and hugged it tightly, as if she was coquettish.

Gu Yuan suddenly came to his senses and kept coaxing Qiao An, why can't this Qiao An be like Ji Ling and learn to be a little more obedient.

Miss Lin looked at her in a daze, could it be that this was really his son?

But seeing that he was so young, how could he have so many children, Miss Lin hesitated and looked at Li Suoluo and Ji Ling who were standing obediently in the audience.

Unexpectedly, Qiao An's little kid didn't feel the use of Gu Yuan coaxing him at all, broke free of Gu Yuan, and ran to Miss Lin's side, grabbing Miss Lin's right hand with both hands.

It's like finally grabbing a toy, and when I raise my head, I shout coquettishly, "Pretty sister." ”

Gu Yuan held his forehead, he felt that his face had been lost by this little rabbit cub.

But at this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the originally quiet crowd, and the crowd fled in all directions.

Two black-clothed men jumped off the roof and went straight to Li Suluo and Ji Ling.

Gu Yuan reacted immediately, picked up Qiao An and squeezed in the crowd to find someone.

Li Suo Luo and Ji Ling were both squeezed into the crowd, but fortunately, Li Suo Luo reacted quickly and immediately held Ji Ling's hand tightly.

Several people dressed as secret guards jumped out of the shadows at the same time, and they also squeezed into the crowd to find Li Suo Luo and Ji Ling.

Miss Lin was stunned and watched the sudden change in front of her, and under the protection of the guards, she withdrew from the stage.