But last night his father said bitterly, it was not a storyteller, and he actually moved him with that mouth.
The father said: "Your little girl from Uncle Situ's family may just learn to play for two days, you can teach it perfunctory, and then find a reason to push it, but the premise is that you must teach for a day or two." ” Therefore, Wen Yitong agreed.
And Lingxi looked at him, dressed in green clothes and green bamboo, with a neat and neat hair bundle, he turned around, and the dust was cold between his eyebrows and eyes, like a young man in the forest who was not in the world.
I haven't seen him for a long time, but he has grown taller and looks better.
Wen Yitong bowed his hand to his heart at this time: "Dad." ” Wen Liu immediately pointed at the rhino: "I've come to see your sister rhino." ” Wen Yitong saluted lukewarmly at this time: "Sister Rhino is good." ” Lingxi looked at him, the corners of his lips sketched a smile and beckoned Forsythia to come over, and then brought over a painting: "Brother Yitong, in order to come to see you, I tried to draw a picture last night and showed it to Brother Yitong." ” "That's good, little girl, you haven't learned to draw it yet!"
Wen Yitong took the painting, didn't open it first, and asked directly: "What kind of painting does Sister Rhino want to learn?"
” Lingxi replied: "Just freehand." ” Wen Yitong said coldly: "Forgive me for teaching you only for a month, because I will go to Yangcheng after January." ” Lingxi nodded: "Okay." ” At this time, Wen Liu looked at his son: "Teach well." ” Wen Yitong nodded coldly.
After Wen Liu left with confidence, Wen Yitong pointed to the flowers and vines over there: "I prepared painting tools there, let's go over!"
” Lingxi asked Forsythia to watch here, and then he hurriedly followed, and asked with his arm behind his back: "Brother Yitong, if I want you to teach me to draw a portrait Danqing?"
” Wen Yitong looked at her jumping around, not understanding that the gentle appearance just now became lively all of a sudden, listening to her question, he replied coldly: "I never draw portraits." ” Lingxi continued to follow, and his tone was brisk: "But I heard that you once drew a beautiful picture for the little princess of the Jin Kingdom in the court of the Jin Kingdom, and the person in the painting was the little princess." ” Wen Yitong stopped for a moment, turned his head and asked her, "How do you know." ” She raised her eyebrows: "I just know!"
You also know that that is the first time you have made an exception to draw a portrait of Danqing, isn't it?
Her tone changed abruptly: "---- genius painter." ” Genius painter, Wen Yitong was stunned, these four-character titles, only she would call them.
How could it be---------- But looking at the girl in front of him, he suddenly realized that she had already died in the fire in the palace, how could he admit his mistake?
Walked to the bottom of Teng Liu, put an easel and pen and ink color, and the corresponding is a pot of peonies, Wen Yitong said lightly at the corner of his lips: "Freehand painting is very simple, I will teach you to paint peonies first!"
” Lingxi leaned over: "Brother Yitong, don't you want to see what level I drew yesterday?"
” Wen Yitong frowned and stepped back, looked at the painting he was still holding in his hand, put it on the table behind him with a look of unexpectation, untied the ribbon and slowly opened it.
I saw that the painting was full of ink scars, and only one place was like a chicken claw in the center of the painting, such a levelless picture made his face change greatly, and his language was not neat and asked: "Are you ---- ----- ------?"
She was on the side at this time, and said quietly with her eyes: "Genius painter, don't think that I paint chicken claws, in fact, I paint agave." ” After Wen Yitong heard this, his body trembled a little and he took two steps back, looking at her dumbfounded: "What did you say------ you!"
” On the thirteenth birthday of the little princess of the Jin Kingdom, Wen Yitong, a painter who traveled to the Jin Kingdom, was recruited into the palace because he was instructed by the emperor to teach the princess to paint art.
At that time, the state of Chu was still a subsidiary state of the Jin state, and it was the state of Chu that had not yet rebelled.
After Wen Yitong entered the palace, he stayed with the little princess every day, and accompanied him for almost a year.
The little princess has very poor painting skills, and she likes to draw orchids the most, but every time she paints it in the shape of chicken feet.
Although he entered the palace to teach painting, the little princess only liked to watch him paint, and then she laughed on the side.
Lingxi looked at him, and there was a happy smile between his eyebrows: "Do you remember?"
” He hesitated for a moment, until his body stopped shaking, he stepped forward, stretched out his hand to lift the veil, but saw an unfamiliar face: "How is this ---- possible, impossible, impossible." ” Lingxi took his hand and let his face go: "You feel it." ” "Human skin mask."
Wen Yitong took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he quickly withdrew his hand and knelt down: "Princess Jiyue." ” Lingxi hurriedly pulled him up: "I'm not a princess now." ” Wen Yitong couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes anymore, and he was about to go crazy and said, "How can you ------ still alive." ” The tip of Lingxi's nose was sour, and he smiled bitterly: "Are we best friends?"
” Wen Yitong's eyes suddenly smiled, but they were full of bitterness: "In the Jin Kingdom that day, I once said that I would like to regard the princess as a lifelong friend." ” She smiled brightly: "Therefore, I only dare to reveal my identity in front of you." ” Wen Yitong turned around at this time, looked at the sky and swirled, and whispered: "Great, still alive, great." ” Lingxi looked at him, smiled sadly, and stretched out his finger to the corner of his lips: "Shh------ I am still Miss Xiangfu, and I can't reveal my identity, including your father, and I can't tell the truth." ” After Wen Yitong listened, he turned to look at her and nodded clearly: "Since you survived, why did you appear here, do you know, if someone finds out, you will ---------。
” Lingxi looked at him fixedly: "I can't linger, can you understand what I mean?"
” After Wen Yitong heard this, he suddenly remembered that she had now become the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, if it wasn't for revenge, how could she come here?
Thinking about it, he seemed a little calm at this time: "Since you have found me, what do you want me to do for you?"
” "I want to find a name that can come to Jinyulou every day, so I asked Uncle Wen to match up and learn to paint."
She looked at her expectantly at this time: "Also, Brother Yitong's painting skills are excellent, so he naturally wants you to let me make a painting." ” "What painting?"
Lingxi turned around and put his fingers on the drawing paper: "Draw a picture of the birthday star for the emperor." ” He immediately understood her intentions: "You have to approach the emperor!"
” "To be precise, close to the Queen Mother."
She rolled her eyebrows: "It's up to my brother to help me." ” "Male-------- no, Lingxi."
He walked up to her worriedly and grabbed her delicate shoulders with both hands: "I will never refuse you, but I am worried about you." ” Her eyebrows moved: "Genius painter, what I carry is more important than my life." ” He understands, but he is helpless, he understands, he understands!