As if sensing the embarrassment of Shui Ningyan, the man changed the topic very considerately and said, "Shui Gongzi's grade is not bad at the piano, which is admirable." Why don't you go and have a cup of tea on the lower painting boat. The man's voice was very kind, like a March breeze, faintly very attractive, and people unconsciously felt good about him.

"It's better to be respectful than to obey." Shui Ningyan smiled faintly, and when she turned around, she glanced at the Xuanyi man who had just assassinated her.

Xuanyi was added, like a messenger from hell, and the silver face on his face covered most of his eyes, and he could only see the dark eyeballs under the shadows, and he was not shocked. Ever since the man rescued Shui Ningyan, the Xuanyi man has been standing still, neither attacking nor fleeing. And although the man and Shui Ningyan were talking, they had been secretly guarding the Xuanyi people.

But neither of them was prepared to fight the man in black. Both of them rely on their identities, and a killer on the rivers and lakes, and they are more expensive when they are passed out. The corners of Shui Ningyan's lips bent, and the man in black didn't move, presumably he didn't expect that he would suddenly kill Cheng Jinlai, although this killer's martial arts are high, he may be able to deal with himself, but if he deals with two masters at the same time, I am afraid that there is only one way to die.

Thinking of this, she directly ignored the presence of the Xuanyi killer and stepped on the man's painting boat.

The black-clothed men who raided Shui Ningyan this time were all well-trained killers, and the arrested killers saw that they had no possibility of escaping, and they were afraid of torture to extract confessions, so they all bit through the poison sacs that had been hidden between their teeth and committed suicide.

On the man's painting boat, the private room is elegantly and freshly furnished. The pale cyan gauze swayed slightly, ethereal as a faint mist. In the corner, a gold and silver staggered mountain furnace is exuding a faint smell of tranquil incense. A few bunches of begonia flowers bloomed elegantly in the beauty gauze bottle on the table, and the petals on them were also dotted with a few drops of crystal clear dew.

Shui Ningyan and the man were comfortably sipping tea on the painting boat, and the two chatted casually. Her temperament is as elegant as an orchid, and her eyes are indifferent and detached. Judging from the layout of this painting boat, this man is either rich or expensive, but there is no officialdom between his eyebrows, nor is there the cheesiness of a businessman, so people really can't guess his background.

Although this man rescued her just now, the so-called defense of people is indispensable. What surprised her even more was that the other party knew that she was a woman dressed as a man, but she didn't say anything, which showed the depth of the other party's scheming, and she could definitely hide words in her stomach.

The man's eyes warmly glanced at the condensed smoke that was being imagined next to him, and his perfectly curved chin was clearly defined. The slender jade fingers picked up the white tea cup of Yinmei, and hid the faint smile that was as elegant as the wind at the corner of his lips.

It seems to be like a light cloud covering the moon, fluttering like the snow of the wind. Looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow. Forced to observe it, the scorching waves appeared. This is the shadow that has been full of her mind since she left that day, and it is not an exaggeration to describe her appearance with Cao Zhi's "Luo Shen Fu". When they met twice, this woman gave him an indescribable shock. The first time they met in the medicine house, this woman could recognize so many rare and precious herbs in the world, and easily exchanged them for his treasure. The next encounters made him involuntarily fall in love with this unique woman.

This woman, her heart, pretending to be deceitful, pretending to be a sword and sword, so that he doesn't feel dumb, what else can't this woman do? Such a woman is sometimes so good and so good that men are proud and afraid.

At this moment, the man put down the tea cup in his hand, and his eyes were faint, as bright as the night. A head of jet-black hair poured down his shoulders, spreading out like a smooth and soft satin quilt. The pink lips moistened by the tea are as delicate as March peach blossoms, shining with a luster that makes people throb for a while, and they can't wait to pounce on it and take a bite.

Shui Ningyan inadvertently glanced sideways, and her heart trembled when she saw her heart, she boasted that she was a nymphomaniac when she didn't see a beautiful man, but she had to admit that the man in front of her was really good-looking. The man's facial features are handsome and warm, so they will not give people a particularly cold and domineering feeling. On the contrary, it exudes an elegant and fresh taste. There is a natural elegance and dust in every gesture, which makes people feel that they want to be close.

Shui Ningyan suddenly came back to his senses, and his mind was slightly confused. She had heard that beautiful women could deceive, but she believed that handsome men could deceive people as well. She has read countless people, Huang Fuchen, Duan Fusu, Dongfang Lie, Huang Fuyu, Mo Rulian...... These men are definitely hardcore handsome guys, but I didn't expect that I would be a nymphomaniac in front of this unknown man now, and I was afraid that I wouldn't know when I was sold by others.

The thick eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the man turned his eyes lightly, and then he saw that the expression in Shui Ningyan's eyes was constantly changing, very rich. The corners of his lips couldn't help but hook slightly, and he said in his heart: This woman always thinks a lot, but I don't know what she is thinking.

Shui Ningyan looked up inadvertently, and the two looked at each other, stunned at the same time. Shui Ningyan saw his own shadow in the other party's deep eyes.

The collarbone on the man's neck looks very sexy. The pretty Adam's apple flickered, as if it was about to swallow her in her mouth. Shui Ningyan's heart shook, and he quickly looked away from his gaze, and the corner of the man's lips unconsciously bloomed into a bright smile. For a moment, the atmosphere froze.

"Master, this painting was ...... just now" Po Kill held a picture scroll in his hand, followed by a crying maidservant, and as soon as the two came in, they immediately broke the embarrassing atmosphere in the private room.

Before the words were finished, the maid had already taken the first step to the ground, crawled in front of Ye Qingyi, and said with tears in her eyes: "Back to the master, when the slave maid was cleaning up the private room just now, she accidentally knocked this painting into the basin on the ground......" The maid wanted to say something to beg for mercy, but out of the corner of her eye, she peeked and saw that her prince's face was already covered with frost, and she closed her mouth in a curt.

Who does not know the master's most precious painting, the master has always treasured this painting, as for what is painted inside, they have never seen it, and now although the painting has dried in time, there is a faint stain on it. What to do? What to do?

Shui Ningyan turned his head to look at the man, only to see that the other party's face was pale, his eyes seemed to contain thousands of cold ice, and his eyes were sharp and compelling, and he was suddenly like the gentle and handsome prince just now. She suddenly wondered in her heart: what kind of painting made the other party so interested.

"Lord Wang, please spare the slave and maid, the slave and maid really didn't mean it. The slave and maid will definitely do things carefully in the future. The maidservant girl kowtowed desperately and begged for mercy with blurred tears, but Ye Qingyi, who was high up, didn't seem to be moved, but her face became more and more ugly, and her cool lips were gently pursed.

"And next time?" The man gave the maid a cold look, "Since you got the painting wet, break it and throw her into the river." At this moment, the man's tone was faint, but he could hear the cold swishing on the person's body.

Shui Ningyan frowned invisibly, and said secretly in his heart: I didn't expect this man to look gentle and elegant, humble and polite, but I didn't expect that he was also a bloodthirsty lord.

The maidservant who was kneeling underground immediately collapsed to the ground when she heard this, her face was as white as paper, and her whole body trembled. As a bystander, this servant girl did not know her, she had no interest or hobby, and she cared about the other party's life or death. But she was even more curious at the moment, what kind of painting made the man angry. She was getting more and more curious.

Finally, he couldn't bear the thought in his heart, and stepped forward, before the man could say anything, Shui Ningyan had already unfolded the picture scroll from the hands of the Breaker.

A monument? A masterpiece? In vain, she guessed thousands of possibilities, and at this moment, she couldn't resist the charm in her eyes and turned into a shock in her heart. The woman on the painting paper is plainly dressed and clean, like the most feminine poem, like smoke, like lotus, like water, engraved in the sun, and the pen and ink are fragrant. The sparkling eyes, the butterfly feathers, the cherry lips are delicate and small, and there is a bookish atmosphere in the charming state. The slender waist is weak, and the willow is not like a wind. The delicate beauty reveals the elegance of the orchid, and it is really beautiful. The painter's brushwork is delicate and exquisite, and the woman in the painting seems to have been brought to life by him, and vaguely seems to be able to smell the fragrance from the plain-clothed woman on the painting paper, and you can also see the fluttering agility of the breeze floating on the skirt.

Inadvertently, a corner of my heart was touched fiercely, and the woman in this painting seemed to be her when she was wearing women's clothes! What's going on? Could it be that he and this man are old acquaintances? But although she was somewhat familiar with this man, she was sure that she had never met him.

Could it be that the original owner of the body and this man are old acquaintances? Or is the person in the painting just a woman who looks very similar to her?

For a while, the mood is like an undulating wave, up and down, up and down, up and down. Shui Ningyan only felt that the current situation was really difficult for her to figure out.

For a while, she took a deep breath, quickly waved away the strangeness in her heart, didn't look directly into the other party's eyes, and just said words to ease the embarrassment, "Your Excellency's painting is really amazing." ”

"Of course, our master often says that only what is engraved in the heart will be painted vividly." Po Slaughter was proud of his master, glanced at the unfolded painting again, and said thoughtfully, "Hey, how can the woman in this painting look very similar to the water boy." ”

Po Slaughter's face was full of doubts, this painting was made by the master not long ago, and the baby has to do something on weekdays. He also glanced at it in a hurry two days ago, and only knew that she was a very beautiful woman, but at this moment, he compared the two and found the clues.

"Kill, you've talked too much today. Go out and get your punishment. Ten rods. The man's voice was as cold as ice, and he was not angry.

"Yes." Breaking his body shook, he quickly closed his mouth, and then retreated respectfully to receive the punishment. But I was slightly aggrieved in my heart. He just wanted to say a few more words as soon as he saw that the water boy in front of him was very kind, but he was usually silent and rarely spoke. Alas, it seems that in the future, you will really have to control your mouth in front of this water boy.