The ink blurs a picture of a beauty, and the Gongbi technique outlines three thousand supple green silks.

The green silk falls on the surface of the water, and then spreads out, and is wet and formed into silk strands.

The bath is filled with hot soup, steaming hot, and a delicate body looms in the steam, and a layer of colorful flowers is spread on the surface of the water, which sets off each other, and if you look closely, you can find an open box of spices from the pool.

It was the angelica agarwood that Su Zhuo specially exchanged with the Wanghai Chamber of Commerce.

What Su Zhuo is painting is a picture of a beautiful woman taking a bath.

The beauty in the painting is Shang Qingxuan, who bathed in angelica agarwood on the night in Wanghai City.

Three months have passed since Shang Qingxuan's retreat.

Cultivating Yaozhen may be a difficult thing for many people, but he knows that it is only an easy thing for Shang Qingxuan.

Su Zhuo originally thought that Shang Qingxuan would be able to get out of the customs in a month.

But Shang Qingxuan's retreat for so long made him feel a little strange.

It is said that when he sees things and thinks about people, when he sees the Canglan Sword around him, he will unconsciously think of Shang Qingxuan, he hasn't seen him for so long, since he can't see a real person, he thinks it's better to just draw one.

That's why I have this picture of a beautiful woman taking a bath.

The beauty in the painting is lying on her back in the water with her face raised, her red cherry lips gently blowing the petals on the water.

The cheeks are red, and they are charming and moving.

Two strong and full beauty peaks are half-exposed from the water, squeezing out bottomless ravines, and the two reds below are hidden under the water.

This feeling of being unrevealed is the most reverie.

There was also a half-slender jade leg sticking out of the water, as white as porcelain, so that the flowers in the pool lost their color.

When he was about to finish, there was a sudden commotion in the streets and alleys outside, which made Su Zhuo raise his eyebrows slightly.

It's not an ordinary bustle outside, and it's only at the time of the Jingling Palace festival that it can be compared to this time recently.

What's good about that?

Just when Su Zhuo thought so, Yuan Shixu pushed the door and walked in.

He glanced at the unfinished painting in Su Zhuo's hand, and after vaguely recognizing the identity of the woman in the painting, he couldn't help lowering his eyebrows and coughing lightly.

Su Zhuo wasn't embarrassed, just when Yuan Shixu came, he asked, "What's going on outside?"

Yuan Shixu said: "Shang Qingxuan is out of the customs. ”

Su Zhuo's expression moved, and he asked, "When did she get out of the customs?"

Yuan Shixu said: "Just yesterday, I heard that when Shang Qingxuan came out of the customs, she was already in the upper realm of Yaozhen, and now it has shocked the whole world, and there is no suspense that she is the first person in the younger generation." ”

Su Zhuo smiled bitterly and said, "There is indeed no suspense." ”

The twenty-year-old Yao Zhen is in the upper realm, and there is really no one in the young generation who can compare to Shang Qingxuan.

No wonder Shang Qingxuan's retreat took so long this time, it turned out that he wanted to break through to the upper realm of Yaozhen in one go, he really had never seen anyone like Shang Qingxuan, even if it was himself, that is, through the luck of the dragon tide, he broke through from the lower realm of Ru Nian to the peak of Ru Nian in one breath, but when it comes to difficulty, there is a world of difference between the two.

However, he suddenly realized a problem, and said with a strange expression: "Even if this is the case, it is too lively outside, right?"

Yuan Shixu explained: "I heard that after Shang Qingxuan left the customs this time, only half a day later, he left directly to Lingjiang, calculate the time, tonight at sunset, this little uncle of Shangqing Palace should go to Lingjiang City." ”

Only then did Su Zhuo come to his senses and said, "So, the people outside are so lively, they are all waiting for Shang Qingxuan?"

Yuan Shixu bowed slightly, and he looked at Su Zhuo as if he was waiting for him to say something.

Su Zhuo didn't realize what he meant, blinked his eyes, and said in surprise, "What are you looking at me for?"

Yuan Shixu was stunned for a moment, glanced at Su Zhuo, and then at the picture of a beautiful woman taking a bath that Su Zhuo was drawing, and asked, "Young Marquis, don't you plan to greet your little uncle?"

The implication of his words is - since you have ideas about others, young marquis, why don't you take advantage of such a good opportunity to perform?

Moreover, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Shang Qingxuan's Canglan sword is still in Su Zhuo's hand, she should have come to Lingjiang this time for Su Zhuo, and she is also Su Zhuo's junior uncle, and it is reasonable for Su Zhuo to go out to greet her.

Su Zhuo smiled and said, "No need, I'll just wait for her here." ”

He knew that Shang Qingxuan didn't like this kind of big battle.

Since she came to Lingjiang, then he just had to wait for her in the room.

Yuan Shixu felt that something was not appropriate, but Su Zhuo said so, so he didn't say anything more, and retreated.

Su Zhuo glanced at the sky outside the window, it was just noon, and there were still three hours before sunset.

He glanced at the picture of the beautiful woman bathing that was about to be completed, and said to himself, "There is still a lot of time until sunset...... Hurry up and finish the drawing before she comes, and hide it again......"

So he decided to finish the painting before Shang Qingxuan came.

With that in mind, he started his pen again.

It didn't take long to dedicate himself to the finishing touches.

He is very attentive every time he paints.

Because he was so focused, he didn't notice that a figure had appeared in the room unconsciously.

Su Zhuo still paints with his own brush.

"The skin seems to be too white, and since it's in the bath, it should be more rosy. Su Zhuo added a faint layer of crimson to the skin of the beauty in the painting, and the seductive luster on the moist skin could be faintly seen.

The figure behind Su Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly, and a slight trace of charming blush appeared on his jade face, which was even more touching than the person in the painting.

"There's a little bit of water missing. ”

With another stroke, crystal clear water droplets slid down the smooth, rounded ankles, creating a circle of ripples in the pool.

It's finally alive.

However, Su Zhuo still frowned, looking at the beautiful woman immersed in the pool, subconsciously biting the pen, he always felt as if something was missing.

"What's missing?" Su Zhuo muttered to himself, feeling as if he was missing something from this painting of his.

However, no matter what he thought, he had no thoughts, the painting was already perfect, and anything else would seem superfluous, but he felt that it was not real enough.

After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of what was missing.

At this time, the figure in the white dress behind Su Zhuo lightly opened his red lips, exhaled like an orchid, and said lightly: "There is one person missing, I washed it with Shen Tian at that time." ”

Su Zhuo was stunned for a moment, his hand shook, and the pen almost didn't hold it steady.

The voice......

It's different, it seems to be a little more "killing" than before.

Su Zhuo laughed dryly, turned around stiffly, and saw Shang Qingxuan, who was wearing a white dress, looking at him with a smile, and he said, "It doesn't make sense, shouldn't you arrive at sunset, it seems to be quite early now." ”

Shang Qingxuan smiled and said, "No one would have guessed that when I left the customs, it would be Yaozhen Shangjing...... So no one can guess when I'm going to ......."

Su Zhuo said: "But there are still so many people waiting for you outside, aren't you going to show up?"

Shang Qingxuan sneered: "Did I disturb your good deeds, if I came a little later, would you want to hide this painting privately?"