Sun Li's voice rang out in unison: "What, what do you think?"

Li Qingzhao did not look back at Sun Li, but looked at the bright moon slightly, as if something had appeared in his eyes.

She nodded and replied, "Thank you, Miss Sun, this situation has made Qingzhao feel a lot!" ”

When Sun Li heard this, he nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that you also know how to draw that begonia!" ”

Saying that, Sun Li's figure began to dissipate, and Li Qingzhao just looked down and saw such a scene, her eyes widened in horror.

The rabbit also blinked, what's the situation? Why did it start to dissipate as you spoke?

Then everything around him began to disappear, and Li Qingzhao looked around in a panic, what the hell happened here?

Xu Xiaotu saw that the room began to disappear, and it was as big as two rabbit heads.

Just when Li Qingzhao was flustered, the scene in front of her changed, and even the rabbit was stunned when she looked at the scene that began to change.

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At this time, there was an ancient begonia tree in full bloom in front of Li Qingzhao, and the branches of the begonia flowers were blooming very splendidly, and this begonia tree grew on such a small island for some reason.

Surrounded by the lake, the begonia flowers on the branches of the trees fell their petals because of the wind, and the petals flipped and swirled in the wind and fell into the lake, splashing a circle of subtle waves.

The waves under the moon splashed by the petals, the silver-white Watanabe rippled away, and the entire lake sparkled with the wind and flowers under the moon.

The beauty is indescribable!

Li Qingzhao feels that all this is as beautiful as a dream, this is probably a fairyland on earth! At this time, a branch bent by a begonia flower was placed horizontally in front of her.

Li Qingzhao was shocked by the scene in front of him, and unconsciously wanted to raise his hand to touch the begonia, but the moment he touched it, everything turned into clouds and disappeared, and there was only darkness in front of him.

Xu Xiaotu was also dark in front of her, and she couldn't help yelling: "Who turned off the lights!" ”

Li Qingzhao struggled to open her eyes, she raised her head and looked at the flickering candle flame with a ghost in front of her.

Thinking of everything I just saw, I was disappointed in my heart that what I had just experienced was a dream, and I don't know how good it would be if it was real!

But everything in that 'dream' was real, which made her feel like a dream and not a dream, and she couldn't tell what it felt.

The rabbit also slowly opened his eyes and saw that he was back in Li Qingzhao's room.

The corners of his mouth twitched, it seems that Ben Rabbit has just experienced another illusion, but speaking of it, the illusion is really beautiful! Xu Xiaotu didn't notice anything wrong the whole time.

Li Qingzhao didn't know that she had experienced a vision, she sat up straight and moved her sour neck.

I don't know how long I've been asleep, but just as she was about to get up, a pale red caught her eye.

Li Qingzhao raised his hand to pick up the flowers on his sleeve and looked at them under the candlelight.

This flower dwelling is one - begonia flower!

Now is not the flowering season of begonias, it is already summer, it stands to reason that begonia flowers should wither, this is obviously a delicate flower that has just bloomed.

Suddenly, the picture of the begonias pressed under the moon resurfaced, and Li Qingzhao felt it in his heart. Immediately took out the scroll that Sun Li gave her and spread it out on the desk. With the help of candlelight, she began to draw the 'begonia' in her heart!

At this time, in the guest room, Sun Li was holding a slightly yellowed book and flipping through it by candlelight, and there were four words on the front of the book, "Hearing from the Flowers"!

Sun Li's hand flipping through the book trembled, as if he felt something.

She turned her head to look at the direction of Li Qingzhao's room, and the corners of her mouth on her little face curled slightly: "Have you finally put down the pen?" ”

…………

The next morning, Li Qingzhao didn't know how many candles he had lit, and the candlesticks were full of wax oil.

The hard work of the night also made her basically finish her own paintings, and she painted all night without sleep.

At this time, an ink painting was worshipping in front of her, and when she looked down, she saw that it was a begonia in front of the window, which was dignified through the ink.

Seeing that the sky was already bright outside the window, Li Qingzhao didn't know that she had been painting all night, even if she hadn't slept all night, she didn't feel the slightest tiredness.

Xu Xiaotu also accompanied Li Qingzhao for one night, and the rabbit would glance at Li Qingzhao's paintings from time to time, and most of the rest of the time was basically practicing the Fa Jue he learned from Sun Li. Now it's more or less already possible, but it's just a little rusty.

Li Qingzhao moved his stiff body, but his eyes were always locked on the ink begonia he painted. She didn't know why she always felt like something was missing, but she couldn't say it for a while.

The maid also came early to serve Li Qingzhao to wash.

When it was time to put on makeup, Li Qingzhao stared at himself in the Yellow Flower Realm.

The maid found something to talk to her young lady as usual to pass the time: "Miss, didn't you sleep all night last night?" So much candle oil on the candlestick?"

Li Qingzhao nodded: "I painted too late last night, and I forgot the time all of a sudden!" ”

The maid had no right to blame Li Qingzhao: "Miss, you still have to pay attention to your body!" ”

Li Qingzhao knew that the maid cared about him, and nodded gratefully.

After dressing up, Li Qing looked at the ink painting in front of her, and always felt that she was still lacking, she had been thinking about it for a long time, but she didn't know what she was missing.

Nearly half an hour passed, and she still had no results.

Li Qingzhao really couldn't figure out what was missing.

In the morning, after Li Qingzhao went to greet his parents, he went to see Sun Li, and at the same time told her about the progress of his paintings, and took the scroll to ask her if she had any good opinions.

Sun Li glanced at it and shook his head: "Mrs. Zhao, this begonia is the begonia in your heart, I don't know what is missing, you still need to figure it out yourself!" ”

Hearing this, Li Qingzhao couldn't help but feel a little lost, and she took the scroll to ask her father again.

Li Gefei took the scroll and looked at it for a long time, constantly nodding and praising her paintings, which can be regarded as masterpieces!

The rabbit hadn't paid much attention to it just now, but now he floated over and looked at it a few times, and immediately recognized the painting.

Isn't this the painting I saw in Jiang Qin's hands when I went to Lao Bizhai? Later, it was given to Shuyu, and now the painting is Li Shuyu's treasure.

It's just that the painting in front of her is relatively new, and it is still a little lacking in color, and it seems that it needs to be improved.

As soon as the rabbit compares the two, it immediately understands that it is missing color!

However, the ancient literati and ink artists were not as good as those court painters, and the literati and ink artists all used black and white to paint.

The court painter, on the other hand, will prepare a variety of colors to make the paintings more lifelike.

Both have their own spring and autumn.

Li Qingzhao took the scroll again and went to find his mother-in-law, and Li Qingzhao's mother, Wang, watched it for a long time.

He expressed his opinion: "Qingzhao, my mother's view of your paintings is already excellent, I am afraid that many literati and ink painters' paintings are not as good as your picture of begonias in the window." ”

Li Qingzhao nodded modestly, and his father praised himself as well.

Wang saw that his daughter seemed to be a little lost in her eyes, so she continued to speak: "If you guess correctly, this should be the early spring begonia painting!" ”

Li Qing looked at his painting: "It's true, but my daughter has always felt as if there is something missing, but I can't say what is missing!" ”

Wang analyzed: "But do you think this painting is missing poetry?"

Li Qingzhao shook his head decisively.

Wang glanced at it a few more times, and suddenly understood something: "The flowers written by literati and ink writers are not as good as the flowers of painters in the court!" Do you know why?"

Li Qingzhao suddenly shook his head: "I don't know! ”

Wang put down the scroll in his hand and explained: "The painters in the court will paint the flowers!" ”

Li Qingzhao seemed to have a little understanding when he heard this word.

Wang went on to explain: "Coloring means coloring flowers! It's like we're applying yellow to the mirror, dotting the lips, and ...... veneers."

Listening to his mother's analysis, Li Qingzhao suddenly understood.

"Mother is saying that her daughter is missing color in her painting?"

Wang smiled and held Li Qingzhao's hand: "Flowers are beautiful in color, fragrance and shape, the flower shape on this picture scroll is already there, and the ink fragrance can also replace the fragrance of flowers, but only the color is missing." Do you think it's the right solution?"

After Li Qingzhao heard what his mother said, his eyes lit up: "Mother is reasonable!" ”

Saying that, Li Qingzhao picked up the picture scroll and imagined the painted work, and was immediately excited to take it back and start coloring.

But Wang hurriedly stopped Li Qingzhao: "Qingzhao, this is actually a masterpiece, so the color can't be scrawled." ”

Li Qingzhao knew that she was in a hurry just now, so she hurriedly put down her pen: "Mother taught me a lesson!" ”

Wang nodded at his maid: "Go and bring my good rouge gouache!" ”

When Li Qingzhao heard this, he naturally understood what his mother was going to do: "My mother can't help it, those rouge gouaches were bought by my father for my mother." You are reluctant to use it on weekdays, how can you be so bad! ”

Wang said that it was not in the way, and she kept shaking her head: "It's okay, these rouge gouaches were originally kept by my mother for you, and now if they are used for other purposes, my mother is also pleased." ”

"Besides, Qingzhao's painting of yours is also worthy of being like this."

Seeing his mother's decision like this, Li Qingzhao felt a burst of feelings in his heart, and the rabbit was a little curious about those rouge gouaches.

Speaking of which, Ben Rabbit has been in the human world for so long, but he has never experienced the scene of makeup, but he has never experienced it.

The rabbit decided that he would definitely try it later when he had time.

At this time, the maid brought several wooden boxes, which were not big or small, and then put them on the table in front of Wang: "Madam, all of them are here." ”

Wang nodded, then opened the box, then took out two small boxes that were more chic, and opened them carefully.

"Begonias are red and white, so let's depict them with red sand!"

Li Qingzhao nodded without objection.

Wang ordered someone to fetch a little clear water and mix it with water, and the water turned pale red.

Wang began to explain: "Although this is light red, the color will be lighter after being put on the paper. Therefore, the color should be excessively raised, and the main one is still depicted with red sand! ”

Li Qingzhao picked up the smaller brush and looked at his mother with a hesitant expression, the original mixed water had removed such a small piece, if he continued to paint like this, I am afraid that there would be not much left of the box of red sand rouge!

Seeing his daughter's hesitation, Wang made up his mind for her: "Qingzhao, don't get in the way." If a box of rouge can be exchanged for a pair of fine works, why not?"

Li Qingzhao glanced at his mother gratefully, then took a deep breath and carefully dipped a little red sand with a small brush.

I probably started writing after planning it in my mind.

Wang will also give her a point or two from time to time, where to choose a light brush to depict, and where to use a rich brush to depict.

Slowly, a picture of begonias outside the window is improving little by little, and Xu Xiaotu also looks at it from time to time.

She found that this was no worse than the modern network maps or anything, but it became more and more pure, and after a few more glances, she felt wonderful.

Xu Xiaotu unknowingly fell into this painting, and Li Gefei learned that his daughter and wife were painting, and also came to watch.