The Evil King's Crazy Wife: The World of Ghost Concubine

Chapter 1220
Shan Qidong did learn painting. As the only son of the Shan family, he not only learned painting, but also learned rhythm and calligraphy when he was a child. Beiyuan's major is really incomparable.

Yan Beiyuan was in high spirits, and after arriving at the inn room arranged by Shan Qidong, he thought about painting, and Shan Qidong also asked someone to prepare calligraphy.

Just draw what?Yan Beiyuan thought for a long time, but she didn't come up with any good topic. She is best at landscape painting, but Shan Qidong said that she just learned a little, so I don't know if it will embarrass him.

What Shan Qidong meant was that since they were painting together, the paintings should be the same, so that there would be a comparison.

Yan Beiyuan naturally readily agreed, otherwise it wouldn't be interesting to just paint with two people, and competitions are the most inspiring.

Shan Qidong looked at her with a smile: "The princess seems to be in a difficult situation?"

"I don't know what Shan Gongzi is good at."

"Does the princess want to come down?"

"Young master Shan has a lot of things to do on weekdays, but I am often painting, so I should follow what you are good at."

Shan Qidong smiled and suggested: "If the princess doesn't mind, why not just be a character."

"Drawing characters? But no one draws for us?"

"Why not, isn't this ready-made? The princess can draw me, and I can draw the princess, of course, the premise is that the princess doesn't mind."

Yan Beiyuan is not a hypocritical person, Shan Qidong has even proposed this idea, of course she doesn't mind, she nodded with a smile in response: "That's it, Mr. Shan, is this the beginning?"

"it is good."

Shan Qidong is still relatively good at figure painting, but after all, people must be compared, so it is inevitable that the two will keep looking at each other. After a long time, the atmosphere seems to have become ambiguous.

Tingyi stood behind Yan Beiyuan, she could clearly see the changes in Shan Qidong's eyes.

When a woman focuses on something, she is actually very charming. Painting is Yan Beiyuan's best field. She can perform well, and the key is that she likes painting very much. Whenever she is painting , nothing will affect her, although the two have to look at each other, but in Yan Beiyuan's eyes, this is just painting, maybe because of the difference between men and women, in Shan Qidong's view, not only Just draw.

Lonely men and widows live in the same room, looking at each other from time to time, there will always be ambiguity. Shan Qidong suddenly thought that this seemed to be the first time he was alone with a woman, and his heart was even more rippling.

That's right, he had already ignored Tingyi. Tingyi was standing in front of him, and he didn't seem to see it at all. Yan Beiyuan was the only one in his eyes.

Yan Beiyuan painted very seriously, and in about an hour, he painted Shan Qidong as if he was a real person on the paper, but Shan Qidong was only half finished.

Yan Beiyuan couldn't help but find it funny: "I thought Young Master Shan was a vigorous and decisive person, but it turns out that Young Master Shan likes to work slowly and meticulously?" She looked at Shan Qidong's paintings from a distance, and she was indeed beautifully drawn, so She is willing to wait.

She had finished drawing, and Shan Qidong became serious: "His Royal Highness, don't move anymore."

"it is good."

Yan Beiyuan sat on a chair, still holding a brush in his hand, as if he was still drawing.

Just from this point of view, Shan Qidong knows that Yan Beiyuan is a very kind girl, at least she is willing to wrong herself for another person, keeping this movement, although she doesn't need to move, is also tiring.

Shan Qidong focused on painting, and looked at Yan Beiyuan while writing. Yan Beiyuan didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the atmosphere when he was painting. Now she doesn't paint. Under Shan Qidong's gaze, she slowly Cheeks slowly turned red.

Afraid of being spotted by Shan Qidong, Yan Beiyuan lowered his head subconsciously. How could Shan Qidong not notice her little move, and cleared his throat for no reason, which made Yan Beiyuan think he had been seen through, and his ears turned red Thoroughly.

Another half an hour later, Shan Qidong finally finished the painting, both of them heaved a sigh of relief, pretending to look at each other with a relaxed smile.

Yan Beiyuan originally thought that Shan Qidong knew how to draw just to talk about it, but he didn't expect him to draw very well. In the painting, she lowered her head slightly, but she could see delicate eyebrows and red lips. She held a pen in her hand , sitting in front of the desk, drew a man on the rice paper.

She blushed slightly, and seeing Shan Qidong's painting had his own portrait on it, she suddenly felt that she had lost, she just drew him sitting in front of the desk, not so detailed.

Shan Qidong carefully looked at Yan Beiyuan's paintings, and praised: "Her Royal Highness's painting skills are really good, no wonder the shopkeepers of the Tianshui School want to cooperate with the princess."

"Young Master Shan was joking. He said that he only learned to draw when he was a child. In fact, Young Master Shan's words are not lost to anyone at all, and Young Master Shan's description is meticulous. If this is a competition, I should be the loser."

"The princess is really too modest. In terms of painting skills, how can Shan be comparable to the princess, but this is not a competition, it's just to make friends through painting, what does the princess think?"

"Of course what Mr. Shan said is reasonable, but I have an unfeeling request. I don't know if Mr. Shan can agree."

"Please tell me, princess."

"Can Mr. Shan give the painting to me? Of course, as a reward, I will also give the painting to you. I hope you don't dislike it."

"What the princess said is exactly what Shan thinks. If it is so good, then Shan will not be polite to the princess."

Yan Beiyuan's face was slightly red, and he just nodded lightly to hide his embarrassment. Shan Qidong didn't care about her, carefully put away the paintings, and then handed his own paintings to Yan Beiyuan.

Yan Beiyuan accepted it carefully, and the two cherished the painting. Shan Qidong never imagined that there were so many topics to talk about between him and Princess Mingyuan. This seemed to be a novel experience.

The two of them painted in the room for more than two hours, and the sky was about to darken. Shan Qidong reminded: "Your Highness, it's getting late. If it's later, I'm afraid that the family members will also worry about it. Why don't you send it to Shan?" Princess go back."

Yan Beiyuan knew that she would go back after all. The imperial palace was like a cage. She was fed and cared for in this cage. She seemed to be carefree, but the cage was a cage after all, and everything seemed to be fine when she was restrained. So wonderful.

What people want to get, they have to give something. She was born with glory and wealth, and it is only natural to give some freedom. Yan Beiyuan smiled bitterly: "Okay, there is Mr. Lao Shan."

Shan Qidong wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he didn't know what qualifications he could have. He was about to send the person away, but he heard a loud noise from outside the door.

(End of this chapter)