It can only be said that Xuan Zixu cannot be as selfish as he thinks in his heart.
Love does not have to be tied to your side.
Letting her be free and making her happy is true love.
"Ali, go back" After finishing the painting, Xuan Zixu took a step forward, looked at Qiu Moli and said seriously.
Qiu Moli nodded slightly, and then looked at the lanterns bought by Xuan Zixu blankly.
The bright red and purple lanterns, clustered together, did have a strange beauty.
Hearing what Qiu Moli said, Xuan Zixu felt a little embarrassed.
It would be a pity if he threw it here, and it would be a waste if he took it back to the villa.
"Why don't we sell them?"
Qiu Moli suggested tentatively, then hesitated.
"But will anyone want it?"
Some people very close to Qiu Moli seemed to have heard Qiu Moli's words and agreed.
"How about the girl put some words or pictures on each lantern, and we will buy them."
"Yes, inscriptions and paintings."
"How about you show us the painting you drew?"
Qiu Moli thought for a while and nodded.
She winked at Xuan Zixu, and the two of them picked up the painting on the table and raised it to everyone.
"This..."
There were waves of exclamation in the crowd.
They seemed not to believe that a little girl could draw such a mature painting.
The night scenes and characters are painted very vividly, giving people an immersive feeling.
"Girl, is this painting for sale?"
Suddenly, a young man wearing a blue mandarin jacket walked up to Qiu Moli.
His eyes were still looking at the painting obsessively, and he seemed to like it very much.
But no.
Qiu Moli smiled.
"I'm sorry, young master, I plan to give this painting away, so I can't sell it."
The young man still didn't give up.
"How about I pay 80,000 taels?"
After finishing speaking, there were gasps all around.
For 80,000 taels, even for a slightly famous painter, it would be difficult for a painting to sell for 80,000 taels, let alone a little famous girl.
Qiu Moli still shook his head.
"Sorry, this has nothing to do with money, and many problems cannot be solved with money, but I am curious why you must buy this painting and spend so much money."
The young master looked at Qiu Moli, then slowly walked to the painting, pointed at the pair of people in the painting who only had their backs.
"This is my wife, this is me."
Behind them were Qiu Moli in red, and Xuan Zixu standing next to Qiu Moli.
After finishing speaking, a daughter in pink clothes walked in.
Her eyebrows were like green feathers, her muscles were like white snow, her waist was like a bunch of silk, and her teeth were like shells.
One look at her made people unable to take their eyes away.
Qiu Moli suddenly thought of a poem Song Chumo once said.
Looking at it from afar As bright as the sun rises Observe by force
Burning like a flower blooming with green waves This is probably the kind of woman I'm talking about.
"My surname is Zhuang, and this is my wife Liu Li."
The girl called Liu Li nodded slightly towards Qiu Moli, then looked at Qiu Moli's eyes and was slightly stunned, but soon returned to normal.
Zhuang Yingcheng smiled at Shang Liuli and stepped forward to hold Liu Li's hand.
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The paintings Qiu Moli painted this time were carefully selected, and the people she painted were also drawn into her mind with just one glance.
However, the people in the painting are only their backs.
Qiu Moli suddenly felt a little emotional, "Well, let me draw another one for you.
This time, I use you as the protagonist.
The painting style remains the same, the angles remain the same, and I don't charge your money, but there are One thing, my paintings are not allowed to be sold, nor are they allowed to be circulated in the market.
If you don’t want them anymore, you can burn them.
How about it?”
The two looked at each other for a moment, then nodded together.
To redraw a painting, Qiu Moli had to outline an outline in his mind.
After finishing this, he had to re-adjust the colors.
By the time he started painting, the sky was getting darker, but no one was there.
Leaving, it seemed that he really wanted to see the effect of Qiu Moli's so-called changing of angles.
Xuan Zixu looked at Qiu Moli quietly from the side.
Her fair face showed a trace of seriousness.
Every time she wrote, she was aloof from others.
No matter what the surrounding environment changed, she could be herself.
Want to do everything.
"She is your wife" Zhuang Yingcheng glanced at Xuan Zixu and spoke with a slight hesitation.
Xuan Zixu always ignored strangers, but looking at the person in front of him, he nodded unconsciously.
"This lady is too dazzling, and the young master is too gloomy.
Originally, in terms of appearance and temperament, the young master is not inferior to anyone, but the young master is too quiet.
If the young master is a star, then this lady is the moon, and there is a moon.
There were no stars back then, so the young master should still make some efforts to turn the lady into a star, or the young master himself could become the moon.”
Zhuang Yingcheng couldn't explain why he liked this quiet, distant man at first sight.
He even did not hesitate to start teasing the young master.
The purpose was just to really hope that the two of them could reach the end.
Xuan Zixu was slightly stunned, and he said something after a while.
"But this way, I will feel very selfish."
"You are wrong.
It is selfish only if you don't love possessiveness.
This girl likes you, and you care about her.
Why don't you grasp it well?
Instead of letting the so-called moral ethics restrain yourself, why not just break the shackles?
If you love, then eliminate it.
Eliminate barriers and eliminate all difficulties.”
This time, it was Zhuang Yingcheng's wife who spoke.
Her voice was soft and melodious, like a musical note, which gave people a refreshing feeling.
Xuan Zixu's frown finally relaxed, and he already knew how his path was going to go.
"Thank you" was still in a cold tone, but there was a hint of gratitude on Xuan Zixu's face.
He rarely said thank you to people, Qiu Moli counted one, and these two counted once.
Zhuang Yingcheng smiled, then pointed in the direction of Qiu Moli and said.
"Okay, let's go see it" When Qiu Moli finished the last stroke, the expression on his face was slightly relaxed, but there was still a faint worry between his eyebrows.
Halfway through the painting, her hands began to tremble again.
If she hadn't used her internal strength to suppress her body's reaction, she might have ruined the painting today.
Several people came forward, but with just one glance, they settled on Qiu Moli's painting.
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If in the first painting, Qiu Moli painted only the backs of pedestrians, then this painting is all from the front.
On such a small painting paper, even the facial expressions of such a small person are so clear, and even the facial expressions are so clear.
Don’t hit every sight on the roadside.
"Thank you, girl."
Zhuang Yingcheng couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes when he saw that he and Shang Liuli were painted so vividly in the painting.
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