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Chapter 585: Will You Marry Me?

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Shen Ao grabbed the pen and smiled pleasantly: "Zi, grind the ink." ”

Zhao Zixin pursed her lips: "Why did you let me come?" ”

Shen Ao showed a look of throwing a pen at any time, and Zhao Zisu immediately surrendered and smacked his tongue: "I'm afraid, Chinese New Year's Eve painter." ”

Shen Ao corrected her seriously: "Wrong, it is a Chinese New Year's Eve painter who is full of economy, rich in learning, handsome and dashing, young and golden." ”

Zhao Zisu chuckled and said, "Is it still a Chinese New Year's Eve painter with a wife like a cloud?" ”

Shen Ao looked at her, obviously feeling a strange feeling in her eyes, and couldn't help laughing, and said embarrassedly: "The county lord really loves to laugh, compared with the official family, this painter is extremely pinched." ”

Zhao Zixuan didn't know where he got the courage, gently pinched Shen Ao's arm, and said angrily: "Do you still want three thousand harem beauties?" It's hateful. ”

Shen Ao groaned, the pen in his hand couldn't be caught for a while, and he suddenly lost it on the drawing paper, Zhao Zixing was startled, and hurriedly said, "What's wrong?" Does it hurt? ”

Shen Ao rubbed his arm, and said with a smile: "It hurts or not, it's just that I don't get used to it, I always screwed me like this before, and my strength at that time was not so Chinese New Year's Eve." ”

Zhao Zixing's face turned crimson, and she turned around to prevent Shen Ao from looking at her face: "Where is it, Hu." ”

Shen Ao said vigorously: "Where am I, not only did I screw me at that time, but also fought with me every day, but at that time, although it was noisy, it was very memorable, and it is estimated that there will be no more in the future." ”

Shen Ao sighed, grabbed the pen, dipped it in ink, and then stared at the thoughtful Zhao Zixing, his eyes fell back on the paper, and he concentrated on the pen, the pair of eyes that were gradually dusty in the dirt became extraordinarily clear at this moment, as if there was no Shen Lengzi of the martial arts academy in the world, and there was no more ruthless Penglai County King, only Shen Ao, a Shen Ao who painted. That hand, in fact, is not white, but it is extremely agile, and with the jump of the eye, the white paper is dyed.

He suddenly lowered his eyebrows, and the eyebrows in the middle of the sword eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and even the tip of his nose couldn't help stretching a little, like a naughty child, suddenly revealing a trace of cunning eyes, and then he smiled, holding the long sleeve of the pen with one hand, pressing down the pen with the other, and dotting ink on the paper.

Sometimes he would take a deep breath, raise his chin slightly, and look at the branches of the trees peeking out of the wooden bed in the attic, the branches swaying and rustling in the wind, and he couldn't help but mutter: "The shadow of the tree is just the ...... of the waist and limbs." Zhao Zixuan opened his Chinese New Year's Eve eyes, his dark pupils fell on the shadow of the tree with Shen Ao's gaze, listening to his nonsense, his pretty face turned crimson, and he muttered in a low voice: "Compare me to a tree, I should ......" The latter sentence stopped between the teeth, did not confide, and his eyes fell on the serious and selfless face.

Zhao Zixing vaguely remembers that at that time, when he was a teenager, he was also painting like this, and she was so serious, but at that time, she only watched how he brushed, how he structured, and how he used careful thinking to dye a sense of organization from near and far. But today, she was a little absent-minded, always distracted, looked at the paintings, and couldn't help but secretly look at the solemn appearance on Shen Ao's face, sometimes she felt funny, sometimes her thoughts flew away, and when she came back to her senses, her red face suddenly became a little strange.

I don't know how long it took, the shadows of the trees slanted from west to east, and the bright sky gradually dimmed, Shen Ao suddenly exhaled, straightened his waist, unconsciously wiped the sweat beads on his forehead with his sleeves, and sat down on the bench behind him relaxedly.

Zhao Zixuan probed to look at the painting, there is a beautiful woman in the painting, standing on the bank of a gurgling water, her slender waist is slightly raised, her hands are folded, as if she wants to lean over to dig water, the whole person is like a fairy, solemn and beautiful.

"It's not like me at all." Zhao Zixuan pursed her lips, but the people in the painting were also very beautiful, which made her lose her mind for a while.

Shen Ao said on the side: "County Lord, how is it?" ”

Zhao Zixing said: "Where is she like me?" I'm obviously not like this, although my eyebrows look like me, but I look like my mother. ”

Shen Ao leaned over to take a look, and couldn't help but smile and said, "No, it's true." Wait, it'll be like later. ”

Later......

Zhao Zixin obviously didn't believe it, and continued to look at the painting. At this time, the ink was about to dry, and the wind outside the window rustled in, and the whole painting didn't seem to change, but at this time, the eyes of the beauty in the painting gradually became thicker and thicker because of the air drying.

Zhao Zixuan was suddenly attracted by this eye, this eye is extra dark, but it seems extra bright, the depth of the eyes, it seems that it is not staring at the gurgling stream, as if staring at the riverbank, invisibly, a sense of playfulness jumps on the paper.

Zhao Zixin was surprised and said: "It's like it now, it's very like." God, it turns out that it will be like after it has been dried. ”

Shen Ao smiled lightly and sighed, this painting method, combined with a street painting method in later generations, Chinese New Year's Eve is that after the physical and chemical reaction, the whole painting due to the previous measures, after drying, the ink drips together, making the characters fuller. Shen Ao is also the first time to use, this kind of carving insect skills and people to play is just that, really can't get to the Hall of Chinese New Year's Eve, if Zhao You sees it, most of them will beat their chests and reprimand.

But Zhao Zixin is fresh, but he is very happy; looked carefully around the painting, screamed and laughed, and finally put away the painting with his heart, treasured it, and then said with joy: "If the painting is not as peaceful and calm as my sister is beautiful this time, I will definitely not spare it." Well, it's done. ”

Shen Ao pretended to be surprised: "Really? I passed, I passed. This look is even more joyful than Fan Jinzhongju.

Zhao Zixuan said with a smile: "I like to pretend the most, just now, don't treat me as a child, I ...... I've been Chinese New Year's Eve for a long time. ”

Shen Ao straightened his face and looked left and right, and when he looked at it, Zhao Zixuan was embarrassed to avoid Shen Ao's gaze, and said, "What do you see?" ”

Shen Ao nodded seriously: "It is indeed a long Chinese New Year's Eve, you can get married, no wonder Your Majesty started this yesterday, it was the father and the king who wanted to recruit sons-in-law." ”

Zhao Zixuan said shyly: "Hu, I won't marry, I won't marry for the rest of my life." ”

Shen Ao said: "How can this work? If you don't marry, isn't such a delicate beauty a tyrannical thing? ”

Zhao Zixuan raised his eyes, looked at Shen Ao, and asked very courageously: "Then, is it Zhen Zhenmei or I am beautiful?" ”

Shen Ao thought in her heart, women are really heart-eyed, and she actually remembered the things that happened to Zhen Zhen.

After a brief hesitation, Shen Ao said, "It's more beautiful when you're not angry." ”

Zhao Zixing was at a loss: "Hu, I won't get angry so easily, only when I am provoked." ”

Shen Ao smiled, and suddenly realized that there was no disagreement between Zhao Zisu in front of him and Zhao Zisu now, and he threw away his disguise, and he was still the same Nizi who had not been Chinese New Year's Eve.

At this time, when they heard the footsteps outside, both of them were startled, each took a step back, connected the distance, and then looked at each other tacitly, and both laughed.

Someone walked upstairs, and he was there: "What are you laughing at?" What's so funny? ”

Zhao Zong walked up, made a straight face, frowned, and said, "Why is no one waiting on the side?" Where have all the people gone? The implication of this sentence is, why is no one staring here, what should I do if the surname Shen seduces my daughter!

Shen Ao said playfully: "Ahem...... When the painting is finished, I take my leave. "Let's go, I was about to leave, Zhao Zixuan smacked his tongue and said, "I'll send it." ”

Zhao Zong stopped Zhao Ziyun and said with a bit of majesty: "What kind of system, lonely men and widows, how can they send each other?" Daughter, even her father has four books and five classics, so she should also read the four books of women and understand some rules. ”

Zhao Zixing said: "Can't you send it?" Isn't Daddy going to give it away when his friends come? ”

Zhao Zong coughed, feeling that this majesty could not be contained, so he had to say: "Limited to the time of one stick of incense, and wait for my father to teach the principles of being a person." ”

Zhao Zixuan took Shen Ao's hand and said, "Let's go." ”

Zhao Zongru was stung by a bee: "Hand, hand ......"

Zhao Zixuan had already pulled Shen Ao away, and Shen Ao was still shouting: "King Jin, I'm sorry." ”

Zhao Zong shook his head and stumbled: "What kind of system, what kind of system!" He sat down and saw a new painting in the tube, which was immediately unfolded, and when he saw the girl in the painting, he fell and sighed: "What kind of system, what kind of system ...... become."

Sitting down angrily, he suddenly thought of something, and became calm again, took out a book from his sleeve, and shook his head: "Don't deceive yourself." Such as a foul smell, such as lustful, this is called self-humility. Therefore, a gentleman must be cautious of his independence, but it is not necessary to be as good as his heart, so he must be cautious and sincere ......"

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Zhao Zisu pulled Shen Ao to the door, his face was crimson and let go, Shen Ao smiled bitterly: "King Jin's anger on Chinese New Year's Eve is like wanting to eat me." ”

Zhao Zixin said: "...... Don't you dare to come next time? ”

Shen Ao thought for a while and said, "What's not to dare?" ”

Zhao Zixuan raised his face and said with a smile: "My father will fight." ”

Shen Ao said: "I have thick skin and am not afraid of fighting." ”

Zhao Zixuan bit her lip, lowered her head and said: "Actually, my father is also very right, we are lonely men and widows, it is always not good to meet like this, if I marry ...... If you get married, you won't be able to meet again in the future. At that time, will you miss me? ”

Shen Ao smiled bitterly: "Thinking about other people's wives, it seems that etiquette ......is not tolerated" Seeing that Zhao Zixuan was a little disappointed, he immediately smiled and said: "Liar, the county lord of Qinghe wants me to forget and not forget." ”

Zhao Zixuan winked at him and said, "I'll think about it too." ”

Shen Ao touched his nose, Chinese New Year's Eve is a shame, is this considered an adulterer? It's just that I don't know which sad guy will be the husband of this Nizi.

Zhao Zixing said: "Then we make an appointment, even if I get married, you must come to see me." ”

Shen Ao said: "How can this work? The husband would be so angry that he would hang himself. ”

Zhao Zixuan said disdainfully: "Regardless of him, it's better if he dies." ”

Shen Ao couldn't help laughing again, staring at her playful face and said, "Then it's better to elope with me, I'll take it away secretly, and my husband will never be found again." ”

Zhao Zixuan thought for a while and said, "This will be made fun of." ”

Hey, she even knew that she would be made fun of?

Shen Ao smiled and said, "No matter what, Zi Yu is the most memorable person in my life...... " Shen Ao looked at her, and finally continued in a low voice: "One." ”

It's just that these two words come out softly, almost negligible.

"I will definitely remember, remember to twist my hand, remember the appearance of threats and temptations."

Zhao Zisu shouted on Chinese New Year's Eve: "It's a good revenge, I just pinched it gently." Then he said: "Okay, I will also remember, remember to tell me to send flowers to Zhen Zhen, remember to tease me." ”

Shen Ao bowed his head and said, "Then I'll go." After that, he turned around and walked out of the Jin Palace, there was a hazy joy in his heart, and many memories couldn't help but come up, and at this time, recalling these memories made Shen Ao feel deeply warm.

The guards who had been waiting at the door for a long time had already brought a horse to Shen Ao, and Shen Ao turned over and was about to leave. Zhao Zixuan caught up with him and said, "I still have a word to say." ”

Shen Ao turned his horse back, Zhao Zixuan was already panting under the horse, and said in a low voice: "If you have the opportunity, can you marry me?" Only the least hated. ”

Shen Ao was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, I'm afraid that there will be no more chances, how can there be a princess and a county lord in the world to enter the world together? If this matter is reported to the palace, it must be vetoed by jumping feet, do you still want the face of the heavenly family? But seeing Zhao Zixing's expectant look, he couldn't bear it, and said with a forced smile: "If there is a chance, I will definitely marry." ”

Zhao Zixuan smiled, slightly flushed with red tides, brushed towards the peach cheeks, the smile on his cheeks flashed, and a pair of clear eyes stared at him, as if he wanted to remember his words and his appearance, and said heavily: "Well, it's forbidden to cheat!" ”

Shen Ao had already walked farther and farther away with the guards, but Zhao Zixuan was still standing on the side of the gatehouse in a daze, stunned for a while.

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Chapter 3 sends, begs.