Chapter Seventy-Eight: You Want to Write a Poem
"Wan'er, your painting is so good!" In Liu Yi's study, Shangguan Wan'er was drawing with a pen, and Liu Yi was watching from the side and couldn't help but praise loudly.
"Okay? With you bad stuff on the side, I can't draw well!" Shangguan Wan'er stopped her pen and looked at Liu Yi with a smile.
After getting along with Liu Yi for a while, Shangguan Wan'er was unconsciously influenced by Liu Yi, and when the two of them were alone, they liked to tease Liu Yi when they talked.
"Wan'er, how did you do your best to wronged a good person, when did I make trouble, I didn't always stand behind you honestly, at most I just watched you paint, and didn't say a word," Liu Yi felt very wronged, since Shangguan Wan'er started painting, he has been watching, afraid that she would be distracted, and he still stood behind the side, without speaking, just now Shangguan Wan'er sketched the image of a general galloping on a horse with a few simple strokes, so that Liu Yi couldn't help but praise it.
"Anyway, if you're on the side, you're just making trouble," Shangguan Wan'er showed a sly smile, and a slight flush appeared on her face, and she said angrily, "You're on the side, so people can't calm down and paint!"
Liu Yi looked at Shangguan Wan'er's eyebrows and eyes, and his heart moved, it must be Shangguan Wan'er herself thinking about it in a mixed manner, and she was not concentrating, and she blamed herself.
The beauty was in spring, and the corners of Liu Yi's mouth showed some playful smiles, "Wan'er, why don't I go out first, you stay alone and paint, and I'll come in when you're done..."
"You dare!" Shangguan Wan'er's willow eyebrows were upside down, and she was angry, "If you don't accompany me, I won't paint for you!"
"Wan'er doesn't allow it, I don't dare," Liu Yi raised his hand to make a surrender, walked to Shangguan Wan'er's side with a grin, and looked at the painting on the case, "Wan'er, I think your painting is very good!?" ”
According to what Shangguan Wan'er said before painting, this is a painting of the general prancing on the battlefield galloping on the battlefield, and it is said that it is to be painted according to Liu Yi's image as an inspiration for Liu Yi. The painting has just begun, and there are not many things on the paper, only the wolf smoke and the banner in the distance, a horse body, and the outline of a general, and the eyebrows and eyes have not yet been drawn, and it will take some time to finish. But from Liu Yi's point of view, this painting is such a simple outline, which has already made people read a lot of flavors, it is a very good painting, why should Shangguan Wan'er say that it is not good?
This time I personally saw Shangguan Wan'er painting, Liu Yi also really admired the level of this beauty's painting, Shangguan Wan'er's painting skills made Liu Yi embarrassed, he felt that he couldn't catch up with the horse, and the difficulty of painting with a soft pen was too high.
"If I can't say it, it's not good!" Shangguan Wan'er sprinkled coquettishly in front of Liu Yi.
"So what to do? Redraw? Liu Yi asked with a smile.
"No!" Shangguan Wan'er put down her pen, walked to Liu Yi's side, looked up at Liu Yi and said, "I want you to write a poem for this painting, then this painting will definitely be good!" He smiled smugly as he spoke.
"Wan'er, I'm afraid that my unruly words will ruin your paintings!" Liu Yi Khan inscribed a poem on Shangguan Wan'er's painting, not to mention the poem with the painting, that is, Liu Yi felt that it was not as good as Shangguan Wan'er's font, and he was afraid that he would be laughed at.
"Who said that your handwriting is bad, it's not the same as you, it's quite imposing!" Shangguan Wan'er snorted, "You just don't want to inscribe a poem on my painting, so you are looking for these reasons, you promised to give me a poem, but you didn't fulfill it, so make up for it this time!"
"Good! Good! Wan'er, I'll write a poem, it's not good for me to write a poem when you're done!" Liu Yi surrendered again, anyway, this painting is not good for a day or two, and he can also have time to rack his brains to come up with a poem that can accompany this painting.
"That's pretty much it!" Shangguan Wan'er looked proud, happy that her little plan had succeeded.
After getting along with Liu Yi and having a close relationship, Shangguan Wan'er's heart of the embankment that she had built for herself for many years collapsed, no longer looking unsmiling in front of people, reserved all day long, and even smiling is a very elegant palace female official, but a really innocent and lively girl, a Huaichun woman who wants to be loved by her lover, Liu Yi is a solid arm that can be relied on for her, a close partner who can make her spoiled, Liu Yi's words and deeds when she gets along with her have deeply affected her, She also likes to say with Liu Yi in a teasing tone, it has never been natural, relaxed and sweet, she also likes to see Liu Yi accommodating her appearance, loving her words and actions, which makes her really feel loved, for her, the most missing thing in this life is love, especially the love of a man like a father, Liu Yi treats her, so that she finds this feeling.
Shangguan Wan'er really felt that Liu Yi was still very smart in doing things, with a calmness and calmness that was very incommensurate with her age, which made her not only feel a scolding from a different surname, but even a tolerant love that she had never experienced like her father, which also made her want to stay with Liu Yi every day.
The time spent together is too short, this is Shangguan Wan'er's most regrettable thing at present, she earnestly hopes that Wu Zetian can give her a free body in addition to her status as a palace person one day earlier, and even promise or give marriage in person.
For this purpose, Shangguan Wan'er also did her best to do things more than before, when she was in the palace, she was also very careful to pay attention to her words and deeds, not to make mistakes, not to give people a handle, for her, to bury this love in her heart to do things, it is still not difficult, fortunately she still did it, when she was in the palace, she would not not listen to Wu Zetian's orders because of lack of concentration, or be distracted and do wrong things, even if Liu Yi is not far from her, she can stay calm as much as possible.
Liu Yi looked at Shangguan Wan'er, who was coquettish at her, and wondered why this originally very reserved woman had a close relationship, and she would reveal such a surname, and if there was further intimacy, what would happen?
Liu Yi knew that Shangguan Wan'er had changed a lot in contact with him, and he hoped that Shangguan Wan'er could stay in the palace for a while, as Wu Zetian's most trusted female official at present, she could have access to too many confidential things, these things were exactly what he needed, as long as Wu Zetian had one day left in the court, the fate of him and Shangguan Wan'er was unknown, and no one could predict what would happen in the future. With Wu Zetian's suspicious surname, at some critical moments, a person like himself, who is good in all aspects, must be the first to die if Wu Zetian feels threatened.
Being alive is the most important thing, and when you die, there is nothing.
"Wan'er, you keep doing it, I'll watch it, and learn some too!" Liu Yi put away his thoughts and approached Shangguan Wan'er's side and said.
"Yi'an, I won't do it today!" Shangguan Wan'er walked over and picked up the pen and put it down again, "It's definitely a clumsy pen to do it again!"
"Oh, that's right, take a rest first, and then do it when he says he's feeling better!" Liu Yi also knows that the most important thing in painting is inspiration, Shangguan Wan'er flirted with herself for a long time, and the inspiration may have run out long ago, and she can only do it when she has inspiration.
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