After the song, Lin Yuchu didn't feel refreshed, squinting and reminiscing.

Li didn't read or talk, just waited quietly.

After a long time, Lin Yuchu opened his eyes, "You made this song yourself?" Never heard of it. ”

"A luthier."

Li Bunian replied.

A famous artist is not a famous artist, even in another overhead era, he can still attract the attention of others.

Li Bunian couldn't help but admire the composer in his heart.

When Lin Yuchu heard this, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought, and wondered: "I know all the famous teachers of these four countries, and I have never heard of any Qin master who has made this good song." ”

"How can a good song only be made by a famous teacher?" Li Bunian replied without humility or arrogance.

Lin Yuchu was slightly stunned for a while, understood what Li Bunian meant, and said with a smile: "What you said is right, the so-called masters are in the people, and there are people outside the people!" ”

After speaking, he looked at Li Bunian and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

Wei Yuanwen really didn't see the wrong person, this girl really has unique insights and is different.

"If the son has no orders, the slave and maid will retire first."

Li Bunian got up.

Lin Yuchu responded, "You choose a room to live in, and remember to change your clothes every day." ”

He remembered something again, and beckoned to Li Bunian, "Come here." ”

Li Bunian walked over, his eyes fixed on the painting, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

It's really exquisite, and it's even better than she imagined.

"How?" Lin Yuchu raised his eyebrows and asked.

A sly glint flashed in Li Bunian's eyes, and he frowned slightly and shook his head.

"How?" Lin Yuchu frowned and asked.

No one has ever questioned his paintings.

Li Bunian sensed Lin Yuchu's displeasure, and hurriedly bowed his head and replied respectfully: "Master Lin's words are indeed impeccable, but this is still similar to the style you painted before, and the slave maid just thinks that Master Lin can also try some more difficult painting methods." ”

"Tell me about it?" Lin Yuchu's eyebrows moved slightly, and he asked.

Li Bunian raised his head, "The slave has seen many kinds of carvers, but they can carve a detailed three-tael boat with a peach pit as the body, but there are very few carvers on the boat who are dressed and have the same expressions. ”

After speaking, Li Bunian cut a painting into small pieces and placed it in front of Lin Painter, his eyes hinted.

Between the words, you can know that this Lin painter is extremely confident in his painting skills, and naturally he can't be provoked.

Painter Lin glanced at it, and said without hesitation, "What's so difficult about this, I will paint for you on this only square paper in the future." ”

Half a month later......

Li Bunian lived a very clean and comfortable life at Lin Yuchu, every day she either stroked the piano and accompanied Lin Yuchu to paint, or talked about eating together, and gradually she relaxed a lot.

This Lin Yuchu is particularly windy, and it is a pleasant thing all day long, and he doesn't care about people's words.

She felt more and more comfortable communicating with him, and unconsciously regarded him as a friend, and there was a lot less restraint.

Li Bunian drank the medicine under Lin Yuchu's gaze, and looked at her increasingly slippery arms, she couldn't help but feel a warm heart.

"After drinking the medicine, let's take a look at the paintings of these days."

Lin Yuchu said with a smile.

Li Bunian walked over, looked at the paintings related to her, took out the thick needle from the sleeve, and put the pages of paintings together.

"What are you doing here?" Lin Yuchu wondered.

Li Bunian showed the album in front of Lin Yuchu, blinked and said, "Look." ”

After speaking, Li Bunian quickly flipped through the album in his hand, skimming page by page, as if he was watching a video, showing the characters in the painting more vividly.

"This ...... This is too peculiar......" Lin Yuchu's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help exclaiming, and he thought of something, and suddenly realized: "It turns out that your girl deliberately provoked me to paint like this." ”

"Didn't I want to surprise you too!" Li Bunian stuck out his tongue and said.

Lin Yuchu shook his head impatiently, his hand learned from Li Bunian's appearance of flipping the animation, his amazed gaze had not subsided, and he compromised: "Yes." ”

Suddenly, a figure crossed by, Li Bunian didn't notice it, and Lin Yuchu hooked the corners of his mouth.

Immediately, he looked at Li Bunian, "Didn't you say you wanted to see that friend of yours?" Today, I will give you half a day to arrange by yourself. ”

"Thank you!"

Li Bunian was pleasantly surprised and said gratefully.

Seeing Lin Yuchu nodding, Li Bunian almost trotted out, with a satisfied smile on his face.

She hadn't seen Xiaoxiao in a long time.

After Lin Yu first saw Li Bunian leaving, he glanced at the dark place and said with a smile: "When did you come to me to be so sneaky, it's rare......"

"What about painting? I'll take a look! ”

As soon as Wei Yuanwen walked in, he reached out and asked for something.

Lin Yuchu shook his head impatiently, took out a scroll of paintings from another place, and did not rush to hand it over to Wei Yuanwen, learned from Li Bunian to rebind it, and then quickly flipped it in front of Wei Yuanwen.

"I haven't seen you for half a month, you have such a wonderful idea!" Wei Yuanwen took the painting and said in surprise.

Lin Yuchu chuckled, "It's that girl's idea, you have a good eye!" ”

"It's up to you to say that!" Wei Yuanwen said arrogantly, turned to the painting in his hand again, looked at Li Bunian in different states, and couldn't help but sigh: "It turns out that this girl still has such a smile and such a jumping appearance, which is more pleasing than the old and stubborn appearance before." ”

"Miss Li, this old slave has seen it." Gonggong Zhai tilted his head and interjected in a low voice.

Wei Yuanwen glanced at Grandpa Zhai, "Huh? ”

Gonggong Zhai avoided Wei Yuanwen's eyes, and his voice was lower, "When the emperor first saw Miss Li, she was like this, and she never saw her since. ”

Wei Yuan heard Zhai's father-in-law's reminder and put away the painting awkwardly.

"It seems that someone was born to scare her smile away, and she will have to make up for it in the future!" Lin Yuchu and Grandpa Zhai looked at each other and smiled, and deliberately reminded.

Wei Yuanwen caressed Li Bunian's smile, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a smile.

On the other side, as soon as Li Bunian came out of Lin Yuchu's residence, he suddenly bumped into a person, and the album in his hand also fell at the man's feet.

She subconsciously reached out to pick it up, and when she saw the familiar pair of boots, her hand suddenly stopped.

Why is it him again?

"I heard that Guard Xiao entered the palace again today, that face is really impeccable, but it's a pity that it's ......"

Li Bunian unconsciously listened to the words of the person, but was suddenly pulled away by a hand.

"You ......"

As soon as she wanted to speak, Xiao Yunyan covered her mouth, and a burst of fragrance poured into her snort, and she actually felt very comfortable.

Li Bunian quickly shook his head and struggled.

"It's not a pity to say this, it's because of that hidden illness that Xiao Guards can often enter and leave the harem, and it also gives us little palace maids the expectation of eating with it, otherwise there will be no thoughts at all."

"That's what I said, every day, I don't know how many palace maids and Ning Shuyi are stammering, and even Sister Qingbi beside Concubine Chen has done a lot of flattering things!"

The discussion became farther and farther away, and the more Li Bunian listened, the more embarrassed he became.

just let her hear these bad words in front of the parties.

I didn't expect the person in front of me to ......

Li Bunian raised his head, met Xiao Yunyan's eyes, stretched out his hand and said, "Give me back the things!" ”

Xiao Yunyan raised his hand, the album covered the place where Li Bunian couldn't hook, the wind drove the pages to turn, and his eyes gradually fixed on the person in the painting, with a strange look in his eyes.