Chapter 114 in the drizzle pavilion--
The quiet yard was right in front of her, but the disguised senior sister stood quietly in the thirteenth alley at the door of the Moyan Painting Workshop. She came back from the upper government with full anger, and her cold eyes seemed to be covered with a thin cloud.
"Come back!"
A familiar voice came from the courtyard, which was peaceful and calm. After smelling these words, Lian stepped up a few short steps and entered the gate of the painting workshop.
"He comes from different worlds with you, so you don't have to take those things to heart, and what's the pain of making you unhappy?" The gentleman then said lightly.
"He is desperately defending her, and he doesn't even know who she is, and he doesn't know whether it's right or wrong to do so!" The dressed senior sister replied in a cold tone and angrily.
"Everyone has their own style of doing things, so how can it be right or wrong?" The gentleman turned around, looked at the disguised senior sister wisely, and then said, "Actually, he is good everywhere, but his state is too low. If he has the strength beyond the five realms, he may be able to barely recognize the essence of the world!"
After listening to her husband's words, she suddenly felt that it made sense, and the anger in her heart also dissipated. But in her heart, she couldn't help muttering, "I really don't know what kind of courage an idiot like him can survive!"
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The sudden departure of the senior sister aroused a trace of anxiety in Lin Yi's heart, so he drew the woman he thought on the drawing paper with a few strokes.
The woman gently flapped her bright eyes in the painting, as if she had come back to life, extremely holy and magnificent.
Everyone was silent in this extremely real painting. Looking at the extraordinary beautiful woman in the painting, they were already obsessed and couldn't extricate themselves.
Xiao De was fascinated, and his expression of anger and self-righteousness had already disappeared on his broad face, as if only the dusty woman in the painting was left in those majestic eyes.
As the most dage child in Liaocheng, this kind of scene is naturally the performance of Xiao Pidan. For example, at this moment, the small eyes left by the accumulation of fat on the face are shining rapidly, and at the corners of its greedy mouth, a crystal clear, sticky and disgusting saliva is drooling.
Harako looks as poetic as flying down 3,000 feet, but it sets off the douche appearance of Xiao Pidan, and also highlights the latter's obscene lust and shamelessness.
Lin Yi saw this and smiled softly; Shangguan Yan next to him saw this and couldn't help spitting.
"What a beautiful woman!" Shangguan Yan, who was sitting quietly on the sandalwood chair, came to the front of the painting and said softly.
At this moment, the people present have been intoxicated and immersed in the quiet atmosphere. They quietly look at the white paper scroll in front of them, and look at them calmly. On the surface, whether they are officials and eunuchs or talented and beautiful people, they are obsessed with painting and infatuated with painting. On a beautiful woman.
Not as obsessed with painting as Zhu Moyang, only supporting women who are obsessed with painting.
Lin Yi heard the woman next to him speak and hear her soft and delicate sound like the lake, which was as pleasant as the previous piano sound.
"But she doesn't exist in the world!" Lin Yi did not turn his head to look into Shangguan Yan's eyes. He looked at the woman he painted and sighed.
"That's not necessarily!" Shangguan Yan said this sentence to the extreme, as if the mosquito flying in his ear was buzzing and blurred.
The people who were watching the painting did not hear this sound, but Lin Yi heard it. Therefore, Lin Yi turned his head and looked at her face covered with a red veil. He saw her eyes as pure as a spring. Suddenly, he felt that the other party was the person painted in his painting.
"Is there such a coincidence in the world?" Lin Yi looked at her firmly and said to himself, but he was more and more sure of his thoughts.
When Shangguan Yan saw the other party looking closely at him, the shyness in the bottom of his heart gradually rose, and his delicate face hidden under his red veil was slightly red. Although he could not be seen on the surface, the feeling of his slightly hot face still made him particularly shy.
So, she moved gently, turned around and walked out of the crowded crowd, and returned her comfort. When she walked far away, she couldn't help but suddenly stop her graceful body, turned her head and looked back. She looked at Lin Yi with pure eyes and said, "Why don't you go out for a walk?"
I don't know whether it was because the other party's eyes attracted him, or the other party's kind invitation at this moment was really difficult to refuse, so Lin Yi was silent for a moment and finally nodded back, "Why not?"
Seeing the teenager with a hunched back walking head-on, Shangguan Yan's face smiled like flowers, and the two cute dimples unconsciously fainted slightly under the red veil, and his appearance was very cute and touching.
She walked ahead, walked out of the courtyard of the Shangguan Mansion, and was walking towards the pond in the backyard.
Lin Yi followed her without saying anything along the way. He just quietly followed her to a lotus pond accompanied by pink flowers and green leaves.
The pond is not wide, but very long.
It extends from the door of the small courtyard to the backyard at the other end of the Shangguan Mansion. In addition, the stone bridge on the pond is winding, so the distance between the two can't help but be extended.
Lin Yi did not intend to enter the backyard of the Shangguan Mansion. He looked down at the pond under the bridge, the flowery fan lotus growing in the clear water, the lush lotus leaves that set off the infinite beauty of the flowers, a small frog quietly squatting on the lotus leaves, and the little frog flying with his long tongue. Small insects and mosquitoes.
The stone bridge is a passageway connecting the courtyard and the backyard. In the middle of the pond, there is a leisurely pavilion standing on the pond. Lin Yi wants to go to the middle of the quiet pavilion to sit and rest, but he doesn't know where Shangguan Yan in front of him will take him.
Shang Yan walked unhappily, even a little slowly. Her pure eyes were also like Lin Yi, who came here for the first time. She looked at the endless lotus leaves growing on the pond and the fish in the pool kept swimming back and forth, with a faint smile on her face, like the elegant breeze passing by.
The tail of the skirt swayed, and the face was covered with a red veil. Shangguan Yan gradually walked away with Lin Yi. Moreover, as the silence between the two continued for too long, the seemingly distant pavilion was already close at hand.
The pavilion is famous, named drizzle.
The pavilion is a hexagonal pavilion, and on one of the two stone pillars of the pavilion, there are also two wooden plaques of poems that are extremely freehand. Lin Yi looked at these two poems and couldn't help but suddenly touch the scene and said with admiration: "Good poem!"
"Do you also like poetry?" Shangguan Yan took the lead in sitting on the stone chair and asked curiously.
"I don't like it!" Lin Yi said honestly.
"Then why do you say it's a good poem?" Shangguan Yan saw that Lin Yi was puzzled and said a little annoy.
"Because it is really good, it's a good poem!" Lin Yi still recalled the feeling brought to him in the poem and answered seriously.
Shangguan Yan was slightly happy when he heard the words.
Poetry is naturally a good poem. After all, it is her proud work. However, she doesn't know that although the teenager in front of her said that she doesn't like poetry, the poems in his belly are like rivers and endless.
Lin Yi himself did not like/ recite poems, both before and now. Although his appearance was originally as beautiful as a scholar, he was not interested in this sour smell except painting and music.
Of course, it doesn't matter if he is not interested. After all, he used to be a modern educated person. Even if he really hasn't studied Chinese carefully, at least he still remembers the poems that the teacher asked to recite.
"Yes, I don't know who mentioned this poem?" Lin Yi became very interested in the poem in a trance and suddenly asked, and the expression on his face seemed very serious.
"Do you really want to know?" Shangguan Yan did not answer his words immediately, but asked playfully.
"Please tell me that I can't thank you enough!" Lin Yi immediately bowed and hugged his fist and said sincerely.
Shangguan Yan looked at Lin Yi so seriously and was inexplicably stunned, and then said leisurely, "If this poem is mentioned by me, do you believe it?"
"Xin!" Lin Yi immediately affirmed.
"Why are you so sure?" Shangguan Yan asked curiously again.
"Because it's up to you, so I believe it!" Lin Yi did not show any contempt and answered seriously.
"Why do you paint so well, and how did you know my face?" Shangguan Yan's pure eyes looked at him quietly, looking at his raised body like a bow. There was only the cleanest light in the world, without any disgust and contempt.
"Because I am my husband's personal student, I must draw well. As for the young lady's face, I have never seen it!" Lin Yiyin had guessed the meaning of the other party's mouth, but his face did not change and said calmly.
"Then how can you draw my appearance?" Shangguan Yan looked closely at Lin Yi and said seriously.
Previously, she had been watching Lin Yi painting and watching him draw a beautiful woman on white paper with pen and ink. The woman Lin Yi did not know who it was, but Shangguan Yan knew who was in the painting, because the person in the painting was exactly the same as her, and it was because the woman in the painting was the same as her face that she recognized her. I met myself for the other party.
Only when she has seen it can she draw. This is the idea in her mind!
Do you really need to see it before you can draw? Lin Yi did not answer this.
Shangguan Yanxiu, who sat on the stone chair, gently brushed his hand and gently untied the red veil that covered his beautiful face. Because the red veil fell, Shangguan Yan's beautiful face could no longer be covered.
Lin Yi saw the other party take off the red veil lightly, looked at her beautiful demonic face under the red veil, and the beautiful lotus shadow exposed in the drizzle pavilion. Even if his heart was already prepared, he couldn't help taking a deep breath at this moment.
"A beautiful woman in the drizzle pavilion is like a person in the picture."
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