Zhong Shan's side-door tactics began.

In order to earn this amazing talent, Zhong Shan has a lot of investigation and a good plan to achieve perfection.

Inside the palace of the princess of Qianyou. Zhong Shan and Gu Qianyou looked at Mr. Shui Jing who had already let go. "In the next period of time, Qianyou will ask Liu Yanyan to come to Princess Qianyou's Mansion for a period of time, that is, you can meet her every day. Zhong Shan said. "Hmm!" Mr. Waterkey nodded. "Qianyou said that Liu Yanyan's painting is good, and this is very good, but you can play the guqin, right?" asked Zhong Shan. "Hmm!" Mr. Water Mirror nodded. frowned and pondered. "Soon we will give you time alone, you don't have to talk to her too much, just persuade her to paint you a picture. Zhong Shan said. "Drawing?" Mr. Shui Jing didn't understand, this can work?, "Yes, it's just drawing, drawing a picture out of thin air based on the tune you played." Zhong Shan said. "I play the tune, and she draws an ink painting according to the artistic conception in the tune?" Mr. Shui Jing nodded.

"Well, the scene you poured into the song, preferably the landscape or object that you had all seen in your previous life, let her draw it, and then place it in this hall, you don't take it, she doesn't take it, every day when she comes, you can see it. Zhong Shan said. "It's that simple?" Mr. Shui Jing wondered. As soon as I was puzzled, I seemed to think of something, and immediately nodded.

Mr. Shui Jing knows that if she wants a person to remember something, she does not constantly emphasize it from the outside, but from the inside of her subconscious, and even a little bit in the subconscious, an incomparably faint point, is stronger than emphasizing it 100,000 times from the outside. Sure enough, Liu Yanyan was invited by Qianyou not long after.

In the Qianyou Princess Mansion, I soon met Mr. Shui Jing, Mr. Shui Jing has strong wisdom no matter what he says, and naturally knows how to do it perfectly. And he's a perfectionist himself.

A song of liver and intestines, a paper aftertaste map.

Liu Yanyan did not have a reason to refuse on a painting, and soon a quiet picture of the valley was drawn. Looking at the painting in a daze, Liu Yanyan's heart was extremely complicated. I don't know how to face Zhou Jian. This is a place that I passed by on an outing in a previous life.

Mr. Shuijing Zhou Jian didn't bother much at the right time, left the guqin, and left suddenly.

Liu Yanyan sent away the water mirror, looked at the painting he had just painted, and was stunned. He touched the guqin again and sighed slightly.

Zhong Shan went out with Mr. Suijing.

"F's good. Zhong Shan said with a smile.

Mr. Shui Jing shook his head and smiled wryly.

"Don't worry, I said that it can be done, it will be done, and then continue to keep it, you take a song every day, and let her paint a picture for you every day. Zhong Shan said.

"What's the effect, what is the purpose?" asked Mr. Shui Jing. Yes, the embarrassment of the water mirror and Liu Yanyan is very conspicuous, and it is impossible to redeem anything by just painting some paintings, and there is no purpose. "This is the layout, believe me, there is a specialization in the art industry, and a woman's heart cannot be calculated with data. Zhong Shan said. "Well, I believe you!" Mr. Shui Jing could only nod and sigh slightly.

Next, Mr. Shui Jing will come to Princess Qianyou Mansion every day. I do it every day, just to play a song, and then Liu Yanyan feels the sound of the piano and draws the corresponding picture.

At first, Liu Yanyan still couldn't let go, but gradually, Liu Yanyan already felt that it was a habit, slowly let go of his body and mind, and painted a kind of ink painting every day. Listening to a song and painting one picture after another, the mood is indescribably comfortable.

Listening to music every day has become a habit, and in that vacant hall, there are a large number of ink paintings, and a large number of scenes are painted with great effort. It's very beautiful and very satisfying. Every day, after Mr. Shui Jing left, Liu Yanyan would take a few glances at all the paintings. "Senior sister, these paintings are all painted by you? Gu Qianyou praised at the right time. Liu Yanyan's heart burst with joy. Dongfang Mansion, Zhong Shan and Mr. Shui Jing sat together. "How many songs-7 are there?" Zhong Shan asked. "It's been two months, ninety songs!" said Mr. Shuttlecock. "Ninety songs, that's ninety paintings?" Zhong Shan asked. “。 Mr. Mirror nodded. "Okay, don't go for the next three days. Zhong Shan said. "Not going?" Mr. Shui Jing was a little reluctant, but still nodded.

Mr. Shuijing didn't go, and Liu Yanyan was still waiting in the hall, from morning to evening, and Mr. Shuijing didn't come.

Looking at the guqin, Liu Yanyan's brows wrinkled unconsciously, his eyes were reluctant for a while, and then there was a sense of complexity, Hui made a sigh, turned his head and looked at the hard work of the past two months, ninety paintings.

The next day, Liu Yanyan came again, but Mr. Shuijing still didn't come. Liu Yanyan waited for the qin song, that is, he didn't hear it, for a while, Liu Yanyan was stunned at the ninety paintings, and his mood became extremely depressed.

On the third day, Mr. Shui Jing still didn't come, Liu Yanyan clenched his fists, and stayed in the hall alone all night, even if Gu Qianyou came to talk to her, she was not interested, and her mood was very low.

On the fourth day, Mr. Mizukyong appeared under the direction of Zhong Shan. It is so ordinary, so ordinary, but in the eyes of Liu Yanyan, it is thousands of years, one reincarnation, a hundred reincarnations.

The moment he saw Mr. Shui Jing appear, Liu Yanyan's face unconsciously bloomed with a burst of fluff, and his smile was very cheerful, but this smile didn't even show Liu Yanyan himself. Pure from the heart. Very pleased.

Seeing Liu Yanyan's expression, Mr. Shui Jing's heart was relieved, but according to Zhong Shan's script, he had to pull down his face now.

Walking in front of Liu Yanyan, Mr. Shui Jing did not touch the guqin, but stared at Liu Yanyan's eyes and sighed slightly.

Seeing Mr. Shuijing's eyes, Liu Yanyan panicked unconsciously.

"I'm leaving!" said Mr. Dumpling.

"Let's go?" Liu Yanyan sighed slightly.

"Yes, go, get out of here, out of a sad place. Mr. Shui Jing said with a look of pain.

Liu Yanyan's heart suddenly sank. The old joy was gone.

"Where?" asked Liu Yanyan.

"I don't know!" said Mr. Shuijing.

Biting her lip, Liu Yanyan said again: "When will you come back?"

"I don't know, maybe I won't come back. Mr. Shui Jing said.

Hearing Mr. Shuijing's words, Liu Yanyan's heart tingled. The whole person was immersed in a kind of sadness. Is he coming back?

Mr. Shui Jing walked to the edge of the main hall, exhausted Liu Yanyan's paintings one by one, took out a huge booklet, sandwiched them one by one, and carefully put them away.

One by one, until fifty paintings were collected, Liu Yanyan rushed over with tears in her eyes. Stop Mr. Water Mirror from continuing to collect her paintings.

"What are you going to do?" Liu Yanyan said, biting her lip.

"I'm going to take these with me. Mr. Shui Jing said.

"No, you can't take it. Liu Yanyan immediately shook his head and said, his eyes flashing with extreme reluctance. "I have to take it, it's what I got back with ninety tunes, it's mine. Mr. Shuijing ignored Liu Yanyan and continued to collect the rest of the paintings.

Liu Yanyan was also stunned when he heard Mr. Shui Jing's words, yes, this is what he exchanged for ninety tunes, but, why is he so reluctant in his heart?

After Mr. Shui Jing carefully installed all the paintings, he put them all into the storage bracelet, did not talk to Liu Yanyan, and even walked to the piano platform and put away his own guqin. didn't say anything, and walked out of the hall ruthlessly.

Mr. Shui Jing didn't want to be so ruthless in his heart, but Zhong Shan's request had to be done, so he sighed and walked out of Princess Qianyou's mansion without looking back.

Liu Yanyan watched Mr. Shui Jing leave, and the tears that he had held back in his eyes could no longer be stopped, and he looked around, the painting was gone, the piano was gone, the people were gone, everything was gone. Nothing. Liu Yanyan was extremely aggrieved and extremely sad in his heart, but now he is really empty-handed and has nothing. The piano is gone, his painstaking painting is gone, and the preparation is gone. Liu Yanyan is extremely lonely, as if she has been discarded to the corner of the world, to a place where no one is around. "Senior sister, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?" Princess Qianyou appeared at the right time. Shaking his head, Liu Yanyan said, "Qianyou, I'm going back." After speaking, Liu Yanyan left in a very depressed mood, and returned to the Daxuan Palace, supported by a group of subordinates. "Why did you take everything with you, the paintings and the piano, and don't leave them to her?" said Mr. Shui Jing, frowning.

"You are a fan of the authorities, painting, piano, people? these two months get along, the three in her heart ka as one, just go to a person is not much profound effect, the role of the piano is the catalysis of emotions, the role of painting is the expansion of emotions, all in order to ignite Xu Yunren, you are the most critical. Rest assured, you will be able to get your wish before the Holy Heaven and Earth are opened. Zhong Shan said with a smile.

"Really?" said Mr. Shui Jing in surprise.

"The authorities are confused, they can't see the subtle changes clearly, you just do what I say, the first step is completed, and the next step is the second step, which is to disintegrate from within the Great Xuan Palace. Zhong Shan said with a smile.

"Inside the Great Xuan Palace?"

"Fan Xiaoying. Zhong Shan said.

"Huh?"

"Fan Xiaoying, the sister of Fan Yipin, the first strategist of King Daxuan, is the favorite princess of King Daxuan, and she is very protective of King Daxuan, and Fan Xiaoying is also a little repulsive to Liu Yanyan, you have been in close contact with Liu Yanyan in the past two months, I have used some obscure methods to let Fan Xiaoying see clearly, of course, what she sees is some 'key-things, and then she will disintegrate the relationship between King Daxuan and Liu Yanyan, yes, the evidence is conclusive. Zhong Shan drank. Tea said confidently.

Glancing at Zhong Shan, Mr. Shui Jing sighed for a while, this kind of battlefield conspiracy was actually used so exquisitely by Zhong Shan, it was really too evil. To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the chapter for more, support the author, and support genuine reading!