The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 317
Luo Jiaojiao, who has lived in Bo Mansion for nearly three years, does not know that the bookshelf on the left side of the study is a sliding door.

The moment she entered with Bo Langjun, she was instantly fascinated by the painting scene inside.

Luo Jiaojiao's eye-opening painting is a picture of peach blossoms with the perfect painting concept, painting concept and painting skills.The beauty of Junshan Peach Blossom Forest is shown on a hanging silk.

After the shock, Luo Jiaojiao asked Bo Langjun when did he draw it?
"I painted it earlier, and the exact time is a diary." Bo Langjun took down the silk painting and put it on the painting table.

"Not finished yet?"

Seeing Bo Langjun picking up a pen dipped in ink, Luo Jiaojiao asked strangely.

"I always feel that something is missing here? Now I finally know!" Bo Langjun pressed the silk and began to draw.

Luo Jiaojiao held her breath and looked at the place where Mr. Bo Lang wrote his pen.It seemed to be where the peach grove they went to. She remembered the deep path that went up the mountain and into the forest.

Did he draw me?Luo Jiaojiao stared at the woman described by Bo Langjun with wide eyes.

The woman's dress fluttered, as if dancing in a peach grove.The peach blossoms fluttered down as she danced, and the joyful look on her brows and eyes was very much like her own.

He put me in his painting?Luo Jiaojiao's heart was filled with indescribable joy.She knew that she was not only under his pen, but had been integrated into the depths of his heart, otherwise, how could he draw herself so vividly?
Falling ink and dyeing, drink it in one go.A picture of a beautiful peach forest was presented in front of Luo Jiaojiao, as if it came naturally.

Luo Jiaojiao seemed to have walked into the peach forest again, smelling the unique fragrance of peach blossoms and dancing.

"Let's hang up the painting!" Holding a long hook, Bo Langjun and Luo Jiaojiao hung up the completed picture of peach forest.

Luo Jiaojiao stood in front of the painting for a long time, only to realize that Bo Langjun had moved to look in front of another painting.

"Isn't this a portrait of your empress?" Luo Jiaojiao looked at the portrait of Bo Ji who seemed to be much younger than now, and more beautiful and moving.

"It was this portrait that the late king had the idea to take a look at. It is also this portrait that gave my sister a place in the palace." Mr. Bo Lang felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

Luo Jiaojiao never expected that a single painting could completely change a person's fate.

"This painting was painted by the imperial painter of the previous dynasty, and my painting skills were also taught by him." Bo Langjun did not hide anything from Luo Jiaojiao.

"No wonder your paintings are so good!" After Luo Jiaojiao approached, she could almost see the skin texture of the person in the painting clearly.

"He pursues the natural expression of the characters, and the character portrayal needs to be penetrating."

"That's how difficult it is to fully understand a person's temperament and preferences!" Luo Jiaojiao couldn't help sighing.

"I also thought that I might not be able to reach the realm that the master said in this life! But, I did it!" Mr. Bo Lang pulled the rope next to the painting, and the portrait of Bo Ji was rolled up, and the one behind The picture is naturally revealed.

"Oh! You drew me so vividly!" Luo Jiaojiao covered her mouth in surprise.She suddenly found that the woman in the painting in front of her turned out to be herself.

"Is it not worse than my elder sister's picture of beauty?" Bo Langjun said with a slight smile, confidently.

"Well! When did you draw it? Why don't I know?" Luo Jiaojiao blinked at Bo Langjun in disbelief.

"I can say without exaggeration that you have no secrets in front of me. But what you know about me is just the tip of the iceberg."

"Hmm! That seems to be the case. You have too many secrets! I don't want to know all of them, lest I get killed." Luo Jiaojiao looked at the studio and realized that Bo Langjun's words were true.She has been here for so long, and it is only now that she knows that there is a studio next to his study.

The reason why the guards in Bo's mansion are so tight is not entirely to protect his safety!There must be more unknown secrets!Luo Jiaojiao fell into deep thought.

"It's getting late! I asked Jiang Yu to prepare a supper, let's have some together!"

Bo Langjun's voice sounded in the study.Luo Jiaojiao walked out of the studio, only to realize that it was already dark.

Then Luo Jiaojiao recalled that there were no windows in the studio, and there were night pearls all around.Because her mind was on the painting, she didn't care.

Mr. Bo Lang pressed the switch, closed the bookshelf, then walked to the low table and sat down.

Luo Jiaojiao walked over slowly and sat down opposite Bo Langjun.

The sweet smell of rice porridge on the table made Luo Jiaojiao pick up the bowl and start eating.

Mr. Bo Lang only took a few mouthfuls and then put it down.He quietly watched Luo Jiaojiao eating.He liked to see the way she enjoyed herself as she ate.

"Master! There is a word from the palace that Dr. Liu is ill." Jiang Yu clapped his hands outside the door and reported.

"Understood!" Bo Langjun felt a sense of loss for some reason.

"Great! I finally don't have to listen to his nagging anymore!" Luo Jiaojiao was beaming.

"Isn't it good to learn more?" Bo Langjun handed his handkerchief to Luo Jiaojiao.

"I want to learn! But what he said makes me sleepy."

Luo Jiaojiao took the handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth, and said without concealment.It made Jiang Yu turn her head outside the door and couldn't hold back her joy.

"So, you've been sleeping in the school all these days?" Bo Langjun pursed his lips tightly.

"That's not true! After all, you have to put on a show for little Liu Ye, right?" Luo Jiaojiao saw Bo Langjun's expression, how could she dare to admit that she was sleeping?

"Let's rest early!"

In fact, Bo Langjun already knew from Luo Jiaojiao's voice that she must have fallen asleep when Dr. Liu was teaching the little princes.But he didn't expose Luo Jiaojiao because he knew her too well.

Lying on the bed, Bo Langjun was still imagining the situation when Dr. Liu was teaching.

It's really hard for him to last for so many days!Mr. Bo Lang secretly admired Dr. Liu's upbringing in his heart.

Luo Jiaojiao couldn't fall asleep on the couch outside.Maybe it was because she was overjoyed to hear the news that she didn't have to go to the palace to study with her.

The feeling of not being able to sleep was not pleasant, so Luo Jiaojiao simply sat up and practiced the exercises.

Luo Jiaojiao was born with the material for martial arts.She sat calmly for a while and then settled down.

In the middle of the night, it began to rain lightly.

Luo Jiaojiao gradually opened her eyes, walked gently to the door of the study and opened it.

The rain was still pattering, but the air was exceptionally refreshing.Luo Jiaojiao took a deep breath, then looked up at the gloomy sky.

It's hard to take a day off, so I won't be bored in the mansion again!Luo Jiaojiao slowly frowned.

"What? Didn't you have enough fun yesterday?"

Bo Langjun's voice sounded behind Luo Jiaojiao.He put his robe on Luo Jiaojiao.

"That's different!" Luo Jiaojiao bit her lip and said.

"If the weather is fine, how about I come back to go shopping with you?" Mr. Bo Lang knew Luo Jiaojiao's carelessness very well.

"No regrets!"

Luo Jiaojiao turned around and pushed Bo Langjun into the door.The guard at the door closed the door.

"Have I ever broken my word?" Bo Langjun turned around and put his arms around Luo Jiaojiao's waist, his gaze became deeper in the dark room.

Luo Jiaojiao looked up into Bo Langjun's eyes with some fear.She couldn't see what he was thinking?
"Let's take a closer look! It's almost dawn!" Bo Langjun sat on the couch with Luo Jiaojiao in his arms.

"Lang Jun, go to sleep! I'm not sleepy!" Luo Jiaojiao yawned and helped Bo Lang Jun to lie down.She sat beside him and pulled the quilt over him.

(End of this chapter)