Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 324
Behind her, a red plum blossom is blooming. She is holding a branch of plum blossom in her hand. Her cheeks are reddish from the cold, her skin is crystal clear, and she is surrounded by snow and silver. This place is indeed beautiful. The scenery is beautiful. People in the scene are more beautiful.

He also became interested: "Okay, you wait for me here, and I will send someone to fetch the four treasures of the study."

Meng Baiyun played with the plum blossom: "Okay, then hurry up."

Long Aohan left in response, Meng Baiyun looked at his back and smiled lightly, and after a while showed half of his shoulders, regardless of whether it was cold or not, he tried his best to be charming.

However, when Long Aohan came back with a blue shirt by his side, Meng Baiyun knew that the idea of ​​being sexy halfway through was void.

Lan Yi was wearing a gray and white cloak, with a fur cloak hat with a fox fur edge, her entire face was hidden in the cloak hat, if she and Long Aohan weren't so close, Meng Baiyun wouldn't have been able to tell that it was Lan Yi .

In this world, apart from her, there is only Lan Yi who dares to walk side by side with Long Aohan in such an intimacy.

Lan Yi came out dressed like this, and his face would not be seen by anyone.

It seems that she was really bored in Tongyuan. It should be when Long Aohan went back to get the Four Treasures of the Study, she struggled for a long time before coming out together.

Seeing Meng Baiyun, she ran forward in small steps, dressed like a fluffy cotton ball, and she was cute and naive when she ran.

"sister in law."

"You're here. Your brother and I are going to draw pictures here. Didn't you ask your brother to draw a portrait of you? It's just right here and the scenery is beautiful."

Lan Yi was in a bit of a dilemma: "But will outsiders see me? There are so many people at home today, and my brother said that my face should not be seen by those clan members."

"It seems to be, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, my sister-in-law will keep watch for us."

what! ! !
Well, she originally wanted to say otherwise, let's go back to Tongyuan to paint, the little girl is really good.

But Tongyuan does not have such a good view from this corner!
Meng Baiyun was not a stingy person, so he agreed without even thinking about it: "Okay, there is only one road here, I will go to the side of the road and watch."

Walking towards Long Aohan, Long Aohan had already laid out things on the stone table, seeing her coming, he hurriedly said: "Why are you here, go and stand over there, Lan Yi, come and help me grind ink."

Meng Baiyun finished his inkstone automatically: "Let me help you. Lan Yi said she wants to paint, so you can paint for her. I will grind ink for you while I keep watch."

Long Aohan frowned slightly, and said that it was for her.

Meng Baiyun knew that he was afraid of her loss, Luoluo smiled generously: "Actually, I want to draw the secret things in my boudoir, and you can draw for me in the evening, hehe."

Long Aohan's Adam's apple tightened, did she know that she was pregnant with a child and teased him like this?

Reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth at her: "Be your sentry soldier."

"Hee hee. Blue clothes, it's ready here."

Meng Baiyun yelled at Lan Yi when he was able to produce ink.

Lan Yi began to take off her cloak, revealing her lovely pink face, a pair of bright eyes, and eyelashes as slender as a butterfly's wings.

She was wearing a lake blue jacquard narrow-sleeved long jacket inside, and a veiled gauze skirt covering her head. It was a chic dress, adding elegance and softness to the bloated winter dress.

Her black hair was a little messy because she was wearing a cloak just now, so she simply took off the hairpin and hair video, and let the long black and shiny hair hang down, surrounded by clouds and mist, it was too beautiful to behold.

Long Aohan has already rolled out the drawing paper, and is about to start writing.

Lan Yi seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly stopped: "Brother, wait."

She trotted forward, took away the plum blossom that Meng Baiyun put down on the stone table for grinding ink, then cut off half of the plum branch, took only the upper half, and pinned it to her ear.

With the remaining half, she threw it on the ground and hurried back: "Okay."

Long Aohan glanced at the plum blossom that was pinched and thrown on the ground, his brows slightly tightened.

Meng Baiyun didn't care about it at all, and pushed Long Aohan with his elbow: "The shape is already done, it's not that I mean, hurry up and draw, it's very cold, and the blue clothes will be frozen for a while."

Long Aohan had just started to write, Meng Baiyun had to be distracted to see if anyone came over while studying the ink, and he had to adjust various paints such as cinnabar for Long Aohan during the period.

I'm so busy, I can't wait to learn a clone technique.

There are red plums in the snow, and the beauty under the plums is delicate and charming.

Long Aohan's brush strokes are as if spirited, and in just half a cup of tea, he has already drawn the outline of the figure in the blue clothes vividly and vividly.

Meng Baiyun did not hesitate to admire Long Aohan like a river: "It's amazing, if I knew you were so good at painting, I would have asked you to paint daily paintings every day. What kind of medical clinic should I open? It’s enough to sell your calligraphy and paintings for money.”

Long Aohan was drawing seriously, and couldn't help laughing when he heard Meng Baiyun say this: "It would be great if you were a little thinner."

Meng Baiyun frowned: "What do you mean, you think I'm fat?"

If you dare to say yes to the demo, I will kill you in minutes.

Long Aohan giggled and drew the big eyes of Lan Yi: "If you get thinner, you can get into the eyes of money."

OK, dare to laugh at her.

Meng Baiyun pinched Long Aohan severely.

In winter, he was wearing extremely thin clothes, just a thin jacket, so when he pinched, he pinched into the flesh, which happened to be itchy flesh again.

He dodged for a while, his hands trembling, and the eyes of the blue clothes turned black.

Lan Yi also seemed to have seen Long Aohan's hands shaking, seeing Long Aohan helplessly looking at the paper, Meng Baiyun's face was a little flustered, she knew something was wrong.

She couldn't bear it and ran over to take a look, and saw that her eyes had turned into a little black ink, her face suddenly became a little ugly, but what she showed was sadness: "Brother, the painting is broken."

"I'm sorry, blame me for fooling around, Aohan, you can repaint Lanyi."

Lan Yi bit her lips lightly: "But I'm so cold, I can't insist on drawing another one. If my brother doesn't want to paint Lan Yi, just tell me, why did you paint Lan Yi so ugly? Nao, Chunxin doesn't want to draw blue clothes properly."

Meng Baiyun felt even more ashamed.

It wasn't Long Aohan who was making trouble with her, it was her and Long Aohan who were making trouble.

Long Aohan saw that Lan Yi's eyes were wet, tears were hanging down, and he comforted softly: "Brother will repaint you some day, you go and put on the clothes."

Lan Yi remained motionless, still biting his lip.

Is the little girl wronged?
She is delicate, sentimental, and sensitive.

Meng Baiyun was really afraid that she would think that she deliberately quarreled with Long Aohan in order to get revenge on her for taking away the painting that should belong to her.

So he hurriedly said: "I'm going to get a beautiful cloak, how about drawing a new one wearing the cloak?"

Only then did Lan Yi smile through his tears: "That's fine, then I'll have to thank my sister-in-law."

Good thing she smiled at her.

It seems that I didn't want to go wrong, but I was eager to paint, and I was frozen for a long time in vain, but the painting was ruined because of other people's nonsense, and no one would be happy if I changed it.

Meng Baiyun turned around to get her clothes, but Long Aohan held her back: "I'll go."

"No, I'll go."

When she was alone with Lan Yi, she always felt awkward.

Maybe it's because of the unfamiliarity.

So let her stay and chat with Lan Yi's big eyes and small eyes, she might as well go get the clothes.

Seeing that she was determined, Long Aohan obeyed her.

When Meng Baiyun returned to Tongyuan, he smelled a faint fragrance. When he entered the room, he saw incense pills burning in the copper tripod.

No one is there, whoever burned it.

She took a closer look and found that she didn't have much research on Xiangwan, but the smell is not unpleasant.

Just light it, it's already lit anyway.

She rummaged through boxes and chests and brought out a few cloaks. She didn't know what Lan Yi liked, so she brought some more for her to choose from.

Fearing that Long Aohan would be cold, he also took one for Long Aohan.

Holding a pile of clothes, she couldn't see clearly on the road, and almost tripped over Long Aohan's long clothes, but fortunately, she had kung fu, so she stood firmly.

When he returned, Lan Yi was scribbling on the stone table, with his chin propped on the stone table, standing on one leg and bending the other, with a naughty girlish posture.

Long Aohan saw Meng Baiyun from a distance, seeing her struggling to hold a pile of clothes, felt very distressed.

"I come."

He came up a few steps and took the clothes.

"Why did you take so much?"

"I don't know what Lanyi likes. Just now I distracted you and drew it crookedly. I was trying to please my sister-in-law. You can't see it, and I brought you one."

Lan Yi turned around, and was obviously very happy to see the pile of clothes, picking and choosing, but his brows became more and more tight.

Evidently, nothing caught her eye.

The little girl is really picky, and I don't know how much Long Aohan has spoiled her these past few years. These materials and styles are all new, and she doesn't like any of them.

Her efforts were wasted.

However, in the end she chose one, and she chose the one happily.

"This is my brother's, I want this one, it has my brother's smell on it."

The corners of Meng Baiyun's mouth twitched.

Knowing that, Baolong Aohan came here, how could she forget that Lanyi has a brother fetish.

Long Aohan followed her, took an ice-white fox fur collar from a pile of cloaks, and put it on Meng Baiyun: "Don't be cold."

"I'm almost sweating."

Is it easy for her to carry so many clothes?

Hearing this, Long Aohan frowned, turned around and said to Lan Yi: "Your sister-in-law is sweating, and she will catch cold from the wind, so I won't draw today, next time."

Lan Yi's eye sockets filled with tears faster than lightning.

Meng Baiyun hurriedly said: "I am teasing you, why are you sweating in the cold weather, draw quickly, or I will waste my trip."

Lan Yi looked at Long Aohan pitifully.

But Long Aohan insisted: "Next time, Lan Yi, go back."

Blue Yi's big teardrops fell down at once.

Meng Baiyun looked distressed: "I'm really fine, hurry up and draw, don't ink."

As he spoke, he pushed Long Aohan to the edge of the stone table, and turned his head to comfort Lan Yi: "You go and stand up, don't cry, let's try to finish the painting as soon as possible."

"My brother is thinking of his sister-in-law so much, why would he put his heart into painting me?"

Well, after all, I still brood over what happened just now.

Meng Baiyun hurriedly assured: "The ink and pigments have been mixed just now, I will stand on the road there to give it to you."

You stand guard, your brother will definitely concentrate on painting you this time. "

"Then, thank you sister-in-law."

Hey.

Why is she so busy? It's a good thing to have an older brother, but it's really rare to have a sister-in-law. She's also a crying sister-in-law.

The big eyes were full of tears, Meng Baiyun felt that he had done something wrong even if he had done nothing wrong, not to mention that she really did something wrong just now, she was wronged, so she should serve others well.

(End of this chapter)