My husband is born again

Chapter 861

She waved her hand and walked away.

Pu Zihuang didn't respond, and didn't look up at her, but picked up the pen and painted quietly.

Not long after, a standing girl's back appeared on the screen.

The long-haired clothes were rolled up by the wind. Although the face could not be seen, its infinite grace could still be seen.

He put down his pen, sat at the table, looked at the back of the girl in the painting, and was fascinated for a while.

……

The morning light hits the bed.

Bishang opened her eyes, saw the strange environment around her, shook her head, sat up, and then remembered what happened yesterday.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walked out of the house, and saw the snow all over the mountains and plains, and couldn't help feeling refreshed.

A little flower demon came over and said with a smile: "Princess Bishang is awake, do you want me to fetch water for you?"

"No need. Where's brother Zihuang?"

"The master seems to be in the study."

"So hard." Bishang jumped down the steps, "I'll go find him."

Following the little flower demon's fingerprints, she found the study room, and through the window, she saw him sitting at the desk, writing with a pen.

Bishang stepped lightly, jumped in, and said with a smile, "Good morning, brother Zihuang!"

Pu Zihuang looked up at her, and said with a gentle smile, "Sister Bishang, did you sleep well?"

"Okay, it's very heavy, and I didn't wake up all night." Bishang smiled, "I didn't expect the wine Ruan Ling brought to be so good. In the future, I can't sleep anymore, so I go to drink with her. But, what happened later? I don't remember a thing..."

"You're drunk, Ruan Ling sent you to the guest room." Pu Zihuang said.

He didn't mention her drunken remarks.

Bishang asked, "Where is Ruan Ling?"

"She went back last night."

"Oh... I still want to invite her to my Beihai Dragon Palace as a guest." Bishang pursed her lips regretfully.

"If you want to invite her, it's easy, just ask someone to send a post to Jiuqiu Mountain." Pu Zihuang smiled, "She is a trustworthy person, and she will come to the appointment on time."

"Okay, I remember." Bishang looked at the table curiously, "What did brother Zihuang write early in the morning?"

"Practice calligraphy casually." He was copying an inscription.

They used obscure ancient god characters.

Bishang looked at it for a while, then lost interest, and turned around in the study, looking here and touching there.

Pu Zihuang also let her go.

Suddenly, Bishang's eyes stopped on a scroll that was rolled up.

The scroll is rolled up with a ribbon, and a plum blossom is pinned on it, which is very elegant.

She reached out and pulled out the scroll, untied the ribbon, and unfolded——

On the cliff covered with heavy snow, a few green plum trees stand proudly, blooming a little bit of green.

Below the green plums is the back of a slender girl in a white dress.

The girl's waterfall-like long hair was tousled by the wind.

The artistic conception is far away, but with a bit of sadness.

Bishang was fascinated by it.

"What are you looking at?" A hand suddenly reached out and took the painting back.

Bishang looked up and saw Pu Zihuang scrolling up the painting with a sullen face.

He has always been gentle and smiling.

Bishang had never seen such a serious look on his face.

She mumbled, "I'm sorry, I, I'll just take a look..."

He has already rolled up the painting scroll, put it in the highest corner, turned and walked out, "Are you hungry, I'll ask Pingjia to cook breakfast for you."

Bishang was a little uneasy, and followed her: "Brother Zihuang, I was wrong, I shouldn't have rummaged through your things. Don't be angry with me."

"fine."

When she sat at the dining table, Pu Zihuang had returned to normal.

(End of this chapter)