Three days later, Ling Jiantong took the jade pendant and went to the Fuguo Mansion again, but unfortunately the housekeeper told him that Zhang Meng was not in the mansion.

"When will General Zhang Meng come back?"

The housekeeper shook his head, a little uncertain, and said: "Childe has always had no time, this time I went out hunting, I'm afraid I can only come back after having fun." ”

Really, what did he say three days later, he came to find a jade pendant, and he had something to say to himself, but now, he was not even there, I am afraid that a few days ago he was just greedy for a moment of freshness.

Ling Jian's eyes drooped, and his expression was a little not good: "That's it, forget it, I'd better go back first, this jade pendant ......"

Ling Jiantong looked at the emerald jade pendant in his palm, and thought for a long time and handed it to the butler: "Help me hand it over to General Zhang Meng, thank you." ”

The housekeeper took it, Ling Jiantong turned around to leave, but she didn't expect that there was such a coincidental thing in the world, as soon as she stepped out of the door with her front foot, there was the sound of horses' hooves, Ling Jiantong raised her eyes just in time to see Zhang Meng leading a few attendants behind him to return with a full load.

Ling Jiantong took advantage of Zhang Meng's failure to find out, and quickly lowered his head, wanting to slip away, but was still seen by Zhang Meng.

Originally, when he came back from hunting, Zhang Meng's mood was very happy, but he didn't expect to see Ling Jiantong again when he returned to the house, the corners of his mouth were raised, he turned over and dismounted, and in two or three steps he blocked in front of Ling Jiantong, and said with a happy face: "Green breeze girl, you are here, why don't you go to the mansion to sit down?" ”

Ling Jiantong looked up at him, a little restrained: "No, I still have something to do at home, I'd better go first." ”

With this expression, Zhang Meng would not believe it.

"Green Whisk girl, I went hunting this morning, I delayed a little time, I didn't expect you to come to me so early, I'm sorry, I made you wait a long time, right?"

Ling Jiantong was a little uncomfortable, but she still smiled: "It's okay, I've already returned the jade pendant to the housekeeper, I'd better go first." ”

"Wait" Zhang Meng sighed lightly, took back the jade pendant from the housekeeper's hand, and then stuffed it into Ling Jiantong's palm: "This jade pendant, I originally planned to give it to you, the flowers in the hundred gardens are blooming just right, or I will take you to see it." ”

Ling Jiantong hesitated for a moment, and Zhang Meng asked the housekeeper to call a carriage, and there was no room for refusal now.

The two of them arrived in the Hundred Gardens, walking along the paved cobblestone path, there was silence between them, almost Zhang Meng did not speak, and Ling Jiantong also bowed his head and said nothing.

In the garden, there are many male and female lovers coming and going, which invisibly gives the illusion of falling in love.

"Green Breeze Girl, are you from the capital of the Heavenly Abyss Kingdom?"

Ling Jiantong nodded, and she recited it to Zhang Meng according to the family background set by Situ Qianchen.

is undoubtedly a Cinderella character.

Before, after listening to her own character, Ling Jiantong wondered if the story of Cinderella and Prince Charming had been spread since this ancient time?

After hearing this, Zhang Meng's expression was a little complicated: "I didn't expect Miss Green Whisk to have such an experience, my mother also came out of a small family at the beginning, because Wubu Lian became famous in the capital, and then my father took a fancy to her and married into the house." ”

Zhang Meng said this, and didn't say any more, in fact, even if he didn't say it, Ling Jiantong could guess a rough idea, and Zhang Yan, the general of the auxiliary country, was not as single-minded as his own father Yunyi, there was only one wife in his life, Zhang Yan must have three wives and four concubines, just look at Zhang Meng's expression.

But it stands to reason that if there are so many women, how can there be only one son Zhang Meng? Not even a daughter......

"To be honest, when I saw you for the first time, I thought my mother was alive again, girl, your five-step lotus dance is really good, so I was a little out of shape that day."

Ling Jiantong thought that day, she was sitting on Zhang Meng's lap in public, Zhang Meng's face was embarrassed and wooden, and now she thinks about it, it is really interesting.

"Do I look that much like your mother?"

Zhang Meng nodded seriously: "Like, it's not easy to look like seven or eight points, Miss Green Breeze, my mother left me when I was seven years old, although I don't say it openly, but I can still miss her secretly, I have a reluctant request, and I hope the girl can agree." ”

"Say it."

"There is no portrait of my mother in the house, I have tried to draw it several times, but I always can't draw it, so I ......"

Ling Jiantong suddenly smiled: "You want to paint a portrait of me?"

Zhang Meng was still a little embarrassed, but when he heard Ling Jiantong say it, he nodded hurriedly.

What's so hard about that?

Isn't it good that someone paints a portrait of himself?

They found a pavilion and just sat down, Zhang Meng was waiting for the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, but he didn't expect to run into Hua Yue.

It's really life where we meet.

Ling Jiantong looked away, praying desperately in his heart, Hua Yue must not see them, but the next moment, Zhang Meng had already waved at Hua Yue and shouted: "Hua Yue! ”

Ling Jiantong's heart was cold, and he looked at Zhang Meng, who was extremely excited, with great sadness, and then Hua Yue was already standing in front of them.

"Hua Yue, why do you have time to come to Baihuayuan today? I've asked you many times in the past, but you won't say yes. ”

Hua Yue smiled indifferently, and her eyes fell on Ling Jiantong's body from time to time: "I'm too tired in the Tai Hospital, so I came to the Hundred Gardens to enjoy the flowers and scenery and the beauties." ”

The last three words, Hua Yue deliberately raised the pitch, Ling Jiantong who listened to it was uncomfortable, Hua Yue did it on purpose.

Zhang Meng laughed, pointed at Hua Yue and said: "I thought that in the whole world, you Hua Yue is the most dedicated good man, but I didn't expect you to ...... Well? ”

The small eyes between men, women will not understand.

Hua Yue then turned her gaze to Ling Jiantong, who was sitting on the side with a black face, as if he had just seen it: "Isn't this the green breeze girl?" You are ......."

"I want to draw a picture of the green breeze girl, and I'm waiting for someone to bring me pen, ink, paper, and inkstone."

Hua Yue let out a meaningful "oh", and then said: "The green breeze girl is indeed bright and moving, no wonder she has taken away the soul of the young general in the past few days." ”

Zhang Meng was stunned, and a few blushes had already appeared on his face.

Ling Jiantong felt that in front of the two of them, they were criticized, and she was uncomfortable, she just looked forward to quickly sending pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and quickly finished painting, and quickly pulled it down.

Finally, the next person ran out of breath and sent it over, and Hua Yue made a moth again: "I think it's okay, I'll also join in the fun, how about drawing one?" ”

It doesn't mean much for this one person to draw, but it's much more interesting for these two people to draw alone.

"Okay, then let's draw the green whisk girl together, and then let her judge which of us draws better and more like."

Hua Yue nodded, her gaze fell, and it happened to collide with the gaze cast by Ling Jiantong, and the smile between his eyebrows made Ling Jiantong withdraw his gaze in a hurry.

"What do you think, Miss Green?" Zhang Meng opened his mouth and asked, always asking for the consent of the parties.

Things have come to this point, does Ling Jiantong still have the right to say no?

She smiled reluctantly and replied with a "good" word.

Hua Yue and Zhang Meng began to paint at the same time.

Come to think of it, Ling Jiantong has been with Hua Yue for so long, Hua Yue has played the piano and flute for her, but she has never painted a portrait, and she doesn't know if Hua Yue's painting skills are comparable to Zhang Meng's, can she win?

Thinking of this, Ling Jiantong suddenly felt that something was wrong, how could she subconsciously want this annoying Hua Yue to win?

No, no, no, Huayue will definitely lose, it must be ......

Ling Jiantong silently recited it a hundred times in her heart, Hua Yue looked at her, watching her lips move slightly, as if she was chanting, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but rise, she was still so cute.

The time for a stick of incense has passed.

Ling Jiantong's waist was counted, and the two men finally stopped their pens on their front and back feet.

Zhang Meng exhaled lightly, looking at his portrait with satisfaction, although it was compared to Ling Jiantong's painting, but invisibly, he added a few more strokes, this temperament and charm are a little different from Ling Jiantong, this is the person in the painting is Zhang Meng's mother's mother, many years later, Zhang Meng finally painted the appearance of his mother's mother in his heart.

Zhang Meng was very satisfied with his painting, he couldn't help but look sideways at Hua Yue, he knew that Hua Yue's painting skills were far above him, he thought he could see a vivid portrait, but who knows, in addition to the clothes, hair accessories and the scenery behind the person in this painting are exactly the same, this face does not look like a green breeze at all.

"Hua Yue, are you deliberately asking me?"

Ling Jiantong got up and walked in front of them, looking down at their respective paintings, Zhang Meng's paintings were very similar, but they were completely different from his own temperament, and Hua Yue's ......

Ling Jiantong's eyes tightened, and he was a little stunned, this was obviously his own Ling Jiantong's face, he actually ......

Hua Yue picked up the portrait and put it on Ling Jiantong's side, looked back and forth a few times, and showed a little helplessness: "It's a little different, maybe I'm too tired these days, and my eyes have problems." ”

Zhang Mengcai didn't believe it: "What is this, this is not like it at all, Hua Yue, you say, did you deliberately let me?!" ”

Hua Yue frowned slightly, explaining like a child: "I really don't have it, the young general thinks too much" Then, he looked at Ling Jiantong, who was still a little stunned, and kicked the question to him: "Don't you let the green whisk girl judge, which one do you prefer?" ”

Zhang Meng forgot about this stubble: "Yes, yes, Green Whisk girl, which one do you prefer?" ”

Of course, Ling Jiantong chose Zhang Meng.

She didn't even think about it.

Zhang Meng used to compare anything with Hua Yue, it was to lose as the end, but today he didn't expect to win Hua Yue in painting skills, he was naturally happy.

Ling Jiantong smiled perfunctorily on the side, but his eyes fell on the portrait of Hua Yue intentionally or unintentionally, to be honest, his painting skills were really good, he painted his previous self ...... It's pretty good.

Hua Yue looked at Ling Jiantong, the corners of her lips hooked slightly, although they were now in a hostile state, he always felt that invisibly, Ling Jiantong still loved him.