Hidden golden branches

While Mingyue was looking for paint, Ji Yuxian had already sketched out two ink paintings. The silk was folded into four sides according to the lantern. Ji Yuxian painted two of them, leaving two blank sides for Chen Rong. While he was preparing to grind the paint, he said to Chen Rong: "Rong Rong , think about it, what will you draw later?"

Chen Rong stared at him intently. When he heard this, he immediately shook his head, "I don't want it. It's a ghost painting charm. How can I ruin your painting? You made this lantern later, but I want to put it away and hang it up to appreciate."

Ji Yuxian casually picked a small wolf hair from the pen holder on the desk and began to paint. He first used the thin wolf hair to outline a landscape painting. This was the first time Chen Rong saw him painting, and he saw with his own eyes that the blank silk suddenly appeared. Shan Shui admired this man's talent more and more, and his heart was pounding as if he had been poured hot soup, "You are so good at painting."

Chen Rong stared at him intently. When he heard this, he immediately shook his head, "I don't want it. It's a ghost painting charm. How can I ruin your painting? You made this lantern later, but I want to put it away and hang it up to appreciate."

Ji Yuxian was speechless, "In a few days, you will be my wife. I will draw two sides and you will draw two sides to form a lantern. Isn't it inappropriate for the occasion? Besides, I am right next to you. Is there anything you want? What will I like in the future? I’ll draw them all for you.”

Chen Rong's cheeks turned red instantly, but he was right, they would be married in three months.

After thinking about it, she didn't refuse, and looked at him with her chin in her hands, "Then let me think about it."

Ji Yuxian took up his sleeves and began to mix ink. Chen Rong could see that his hands were a bit raw, and it could be seen that he had not touched them for many years. She asked curiously: "Brother Ji, how long has it been since you last painted?"

"Five or six years."

"So long? Why don't you paint? Don't you literati all have a bad habit of being arty?" Chen Rong said the bad habit, but he was particularly yearning for it in his heart. No wonder it is said that all things are inferior, but the only one who is good at reading is Ji Yuxian's romantic style. Junxiu is so fascinating.

Ji Yuxian prepared the paints and prepared to paint. He held his sleeves and held the pen while he stood aside. He looked at her calmly and said, "I don't have so much leisure and elegance."

Chen Rong herself is not good at painting, but her eyes are very poisonous. She has been influenced by the literati atmosphere of her father and brothers since she was a child. Why can't she understand the ugly calligraphy and painting?
"Your brushwork is extremely smooth, with only a few strokes, rhythmic and lofty artistic conception. Didn't you want to draw because there were too many people asking for calligraphy after you won the first prize?"

Ji Yuxian did not deny it, and began to paint with concentration. Chen Rong did not dare to disturb him, and concentrated on watching. His fingers were slender and strong, starting from the heaviest ink color. Chen Rong looked at it for a while, his eyes blurred, and he moved up the wolf hair, his eyes Fixating on that handsome face, Ji Yuxian's eyes narrowed slightly. Because he was too focused, his eyes seemed to have an extremely sharp penetrating power. He was full of heroic spirit, and the sharp outlines were rendered a bit deeper by the light, making his whole person look extra special. Young, like a teenager.

Chen Rong suddenly felt envious of the people around Ji Yuxian, and envied all the people who had known Ji Yuxian since he was young.

The deep possessive desire to possess him for his entire life was rolling in his chest.

This is probably love.

She has never been so lucky as she is now. She is lucky that she could get Sun Yi out of her heart and not give up on herself, which made her agree to marry him without hesitation.

After Ji Yuxian applied ink, he saw his little girl drooling and looking at him, with a strong domineering look in her eyes.

It was as if he was her possession.

Ji Yuxian's ears were rarely red. He raised his sleeves to wipe the water stains on the corners of her lips, his expression remained calm.
"Have you thought about it?"

Chen Rong was still a nymphomaniac, "Think about it."

It took about half an hour for Ji Yuxian to finish his part. They were two green landscape paintings with the same style. He had never liked such a gentle and handsome painting style, but just because Chen Rong liked it, he painted it.

Chen Rong held it in his hands and marveled at it, refusing to let go.
"I'll simply cut out these two silk paintings, make a fan, and inlay it with ivory." Before he finished speaking, Ji Yuxian took the painting away and spread it out on the desk. "Here, it's your turn."

He gave up his position, leaving Chen Ronghua with two sides.

The corners of Chen Rong's lips were raised high, and she agreed readily, but she was still hesitant to write. She looked at Ji Yuxian idlely with her hair in her mouth, her beautiful big eyes wandering around, and her exquisite body turning around in the armchair. Go, but refuse to write.

"What do you want?" Ji Yuxian sounded like he was begging his grandfather to sue his grandmother.

Chen Rong bit the hair of the wolf between his teeth, blew in his mouth, and blew the hair of the wolf that was not stained with ink like a puff of smoke. His virtue was very similar to that of a young man whistling in the mountains and forests. Xie Qin recalled that when he The scene when Tanzhou first met her.

Dressed in a snow-white feather coat and wearing a white power fence on her head, with the mountain wind whistling and the power fence fluttering, she looked like a pure fairy. Her brows looked a bit wanton and tired, swaying with brilliance. As long as she whistled, she would be like a human being. They all have to be lured away by her.

Ji Yuxian has been strict and indifferent since he was a child. Everyone said that he will find a decent and gentle lady as his wife, but he prefers her, loves her unscrupulousness, loves her unrestrained style, and loves the beauty beneath her flamboyant appearance. A little bit of humility that is not enough for humanity.

Yes, even a seventh-grade nomadic lieutenant disliked her and wanted to break off the engagement with her.
In a daze, Chen Rong spoke and bargained: "If you draw two more fans for me, I will promise you."

Ji Yuxian sat down without saying anything. He was more cautious this time and got the best Su Juan. The painting style was more beautiful and delicate, with a thin layer of green on top of thick ink. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Chen Rong would have been unable to imagine such an exquisite green landscape. Written by Ji Yuxian.

It is said that the painters in the palace are not as beautiful as Ji Yuxian.

Seeing her staring at him intently, Ji Yuxian urged, "Hey, stop dawdling, go and paint quickly."

"okay!"

Chen Rong sat back, dipped the wolf hair into ink and started to draw. She couldn't draw at the level of Ji Yuxian, so there was no need to imitate her. She stuck to her best New Year pictures and painted them. After she finished painting, she bit the tip of her pen and carefully peeked at Ji Yuxian. Take a look.

There was a mixture of mischievous pride and worry about being disliked by Ji Yuxian in his eyes.

Ji Yuxian painted the fan slowly, but he glanced back at her from time to time. When their eyes met, Ji Yuxian noticed the flinch in Chen Rong's eyes, as if he was a student who had just finished his homework and was waiting for the teacher to check. He looked a little guilty.

Ji Yuxian smiled and moved his eyes to the picture. The strong red hit his sight and made him close his eyes.

At a second glance, there are two fair-skinned and beautiful children playing with hydrangeas in their arms.

Upon closer inspection, the painter is actually pretty good, but the contrast with his paintings is too great.

Ji Yuxian looked at the eye-catching painting, and his heart overflowed with love and affection.

Chen Rong·: Brother Ji who lowers his head to draw is so handsome!

Ji Yuxian: The little girl looks so beautiful holding the wolf in hand!