"Hurry up." Before Qiu Shuang could figure it out, the gentle urging voice came again, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that Wen Rou had already entered the study.

Qiushuang had no choice but to turn around and leave to prepare.

In the study, as soon as Wen Rou came in, she went straight to the cabinet where she collected pen and ink......

When I opened the cabinet, I saw that all kinds of ink were neatly visited.

Gently picked, and found two pieces to come out, "It seems to be this, Song Yanmo?" ”

Gently recalled what Ye Xiuzhu said to him in the afternoon, the pine smoke is black and dull, suitable for painting the eyebrows and feathers of the figures. The ink is black and shiny, which can show the subtle changes in the shade of ink, and is suitable for landscape painting.

"And colored danqing stone."

Gentle continued to pick and choose, she couldn't tell the good from the bad, she could only choose the color, but after choosing for most of the day, she also picked out a color.

Looking at the color in her hand, Gentle couldn't help but grin, "That's it." ”

The color is cyan, a little light, like the green shirt that Ye Xiuzhu likes to wear on weekdays......

After adjusting the ink and danqing, it was time for rice paper.

There is no need to choose rice paper, because these papers have already been sorted out when they are sent, those suitable for writing, those suitable for painting, and as for the preciousness, it will certainly not be too bad to send the gentle ones.

The ink is placed on the table, then the rice paper is laid out and the ink is polished.

Take a pen and dip it in ink......

Gentle put pen to paper without hesitation, and it happened that at this time the autumn frost returned.

"Miss, pastries and tea are ready for you."

"You bring it in." The movements of the gentle hands did not stop.

"Yes." Qiushuang came in with pastries and tea, and saw gentleness ...... Draw?

"Miss, are you drawing?" Qiushuang is a little unsure, their young lady doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, instead of going to dance knives and guns, tossing and getting tired, and then come back to wash and sleep, but come to the study to paint?

Something seems wrong!

"Hmm." Gently and casually responded, all attention fell on the painting.

"Miss, what are you drawing?" Qiushuang put her things away, walked to the desk, and asked.

Now gentleness is also to spend an outline, although she did not hesitate to write, but the speed of the pen is slow, so at this time there is only one outline.

Although Qiushuang could roughly guess that Gentle was painting portraits, she didn't know who she was drawing.

Gently asked, he opened his mouth and wanted to say it excitedly, but as soon as the words reached his mouth, he swallowed again.

"I won't tell you."

Qiushuang was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, "If you don't tell me, you won't tell me." But miss, eat something before you continue. And the tea doesn't taste good if it is left for a long time. ”

Wen Wen Yan looked at the small table next to him, thought about it, and then stopped writing, fortunately, he did not paint well for a while, so he drank some tea first and found a feeling.

Gentle didn't eat the pastry first, but picked up the teacup and took a sip first.

Qiushuang didn't think much about it, she just thought she was a little thirsty.

Gentleness can be said to have taken the tea into her mouth with great anticipation, but as soon as the tea was in her mouth, she almost didn't spit it out directly.

frowned, but still couldn't help but say, "It's so unpleasant." ”

This time, it was Qiushuang's turn to be stunned, "It's unpleasant?" But this is what you drank before, Miss. She tilted her head and asked, "Could it be that the tea is bad?" ”