The tyrant opposite the door

Chapter 364 Chapter 370: Appealing to pen and ink, lingering on calligraphy and painting
The scroll in Sikong Mu Sheng's hand is exactly the scene where he dived into the water to save her in the East Palace.

Among the lotus bushes all over the sky, next to the luxurious and magnificent boat, he protected her in the water and confronted the people on the boat.

He didn't expect that Yunran would draw this.

On the picture scroll, she was surrounded by him with a pale face and a bit of embarrassment, while he raised his head and eyes like blades to confront the people on the boat.

He didn't know that he had such a face at that time, it was a bit fresh to see.Thinking about it now, I can't remember my look at that time.

Unexpectedly, the little girl remembered it clearly and even drew it.

Glancing at the signature, the painting looks fresh, and it really was done recently.

Yun Ran hadn't heard Sikong Mu Sheng's voice for a long time. After cleaning up, he stood up and walked over. When he stretched out his head, he saw the painting in his hand.

Immediately, he looked a little uncomfortable.

He snatched the painting with his hands and quickly rolled it up, "You found it all."

She obviously inserted it into the porcelain vat. There were so many paintings in there, but he took this one.

"Why did you suddenly think of drawing this?" Sikong Mu Sheng didn't compete with Yun Ran, but instead asked her.

Yun Ran pursed her lips and said after a while, "It's nothing to draw for fun."

"Painting for fun? The colors are exquisite, the layout is regular, and the characters are drawn vividly. This painting is not for fun. After spending so much energy and effort, you tell me it's just for fun?"

How could Sikong Mu Sheng believe it?

Naturally, Yunran couldn't say it. She thought about it at the time, maybe after talking about the matter, the two of them would have no future.She just wanted to describe what happened since she met him, and occasionally read it later, Liao took it as a thought.

He has saved her so many times, she is afraid that as time passes by, those fresh marks will be worn away in the years.

So, I thought about drawing it.

This one was the last one left when she changed her draft several times when she was restless in the past few days.

In fact, it was not as good as what Sikong Mu Sheng said. She was in a bad mood at the time, and it was inevitable that there were some flaws when she wrote.

However, she was reluctant to destroy this one.

Asking her to draw another one, she doesn't have the same mentality at that time, and she will never draw again, the feelings she poured into this painting when she was half desperate at that time.

It was an inexplicable self-salvation.

The painters of this painting may not be the best, but that state of mind will never be there again.

Looking at Yun Ran who was rarely silent, he didn't laugh and quarrel with him, Sikong Mu Sheng is such a smart person, but he figured it out after a while.

The more this is the case, the more exasperated, funny, distressed and helpless it is to look at Yunran.

"I'm so unworthy of your trust?" So draw this picture as a souvenir for her?

"Not really." Yun Ran put away the painting, lowered her head and said softly, "It's not that I didn't believe you, but that I didn't have confidence in myself at that time."

After saying this, he raised his head and looked at Sikong Mu Sheng who was faintly angry, with a smile on his lips, "But you see, I am still very lucky, all the sufferings that have been imposed on me have followed you The tolerance disappeared without a trace. I am the luckiest woman in the world. To meet, know each other, and love you in this life is not only God's favor for me, it is simply a small stove for me, or a steaming royal stove."

The steaming hot imperial stove choked back the rest of Sikong Mu Sheng's dissatisfied words.

With four eyes intertwined, Yun Ran leaned on his chest and smiled.

"I want to draw everything that happened between us from the acquaintance to the marriage, and when we get white teeth, let's take a look, do you think it's okay?"

Sikong Mu Sheng: ...

Didn't hear Sikong Musheng's reply, Yunran said to himself: "If you don't agree, I will also draw, from the first time you rescued me to the time when we have children and grandchildren, every important day, every important day All things must be drawn down. People's memory will slowly recede with time, but the pen and ink left on the paper will always be fresh."

Yunran's soft and slow talk made Sikong Mu Shengping yearn a little more, as if... this is not bad.

The bits and pieces of the two people's acquaintance are resorted to pen and ink, and they are lingering in calligraphy and painting.Such a poetic, romantic and beautiful thing, with his temperament, he never even thought about it before. If someone else said it, he would definitely cast aside a little bit and even scold him for being hypocritical.

But now, seeing the longing on Yunran's face, even he passed her words, and a picture of two white-haired, sitting in the sunset, looking at the picture album side by side, talking and laughing and recalling the past emerged in his mind.

Immediately my heart moved.

"Okay, if you want to draw, just draw, and I will accompany you when the time comes." Sikong Mu Sheng said seriously, how could he stand by and watch at such a time?

This is absolutely impossible!

With Sikong Mu Sheng's promise, he would also accompany her to draw together, Yun Ran was overjoyed immediately, "But you promised it yourself, don't go back on your word."

"A man, how could he not keep his word? If you have nothing to do in the afternoon, why don't you draw a picture first?"

Yun Ran also thought it was good, her heart was moved, she nodded and said, "Which one is that painting?"

Sikong Mu Sheng thought about it seriously, "It's a good day when you get married, one of the four great joys in life, why don't you draw?"

Yunran: ...

After lunch, Mu Yi made an appointment with Gu Fan, and went to Gu's mansion in a carriage.Qiuhe took the girl and woman to sweep and remove the dust, while Yunran and Sikong Musheng started painting in the study.

One cuts paper and one grinds ink.

One for coloring and one for writing.

On the ten-mile long street, gongs and drums were played, and dowry boxes wrapped in red silk walked around the city, and the beaming onlookers laughed.

The bridegroom officer riding on a tall horse, and the big red sedan chair blocking the sedan chair curtain.

The scenes of getting married appeared one after another in the pens of the two.

Finally, it came to an abrupt end when Sikong Musheng's bright red hijab revealed his beautiful face and his four eyes met each other.

Yun Ran didn't expect Sikong Mu Sheng to be so vivid in his paintings, especially the last look in the eyes of the two, as if returning to that night again.

Sikong Mu Sheng put down his pen, and the sky outside had turned slightly black.

Yunran let out a sigh of relief, looked at him and said, "The painting is really good. I didn't expect your painting skills to be so good. I have never heard of you before."

Sikong Musheng is known by everyone for his ability to lead troops in battle, so that when people mention him, they always say martial arts to show their psychological balance.

"There's nothing to say." Sikong Mu Sheng didn't take it seriously. In his opinion, practicing calligraphy and painting is just a pastime.

It's not worth talking about, he's not one of those ostentatious scholars.

"That's right." Yun Ran laughed, this is the Sikong Mu Sheng she knew. "It doesn't matter if you don't know, you are already missed by so many ladies like this. If people know that you are capable of literature and martial arts, it will be great. This is very good, very good."

Sikong Mu Sheng couldn't laugh or cry, and he didn't know what was going on in her little head, but in the end, she always ended up in the jar of vinegar.

Yunran carefully put the painting up to dry, and waited until the ink was dry before putting it away.

Seeing her cautious appearance, Sikong Mu Sheng felt even more joyful, he didn't expect her to like it so much.

"My lord, my concubine, according to Nanny Luo from the old concubine's courtyard, I will go to the old concubine's courtyard for dinner at night." Qiu He's words came through the curtain.

The movement of Yun Ran's hands froze, and she turned her head to look at Sikong Mu Sheng. Why did the old concubine suddenly ask them to eat?
"Is it just the prince and me, or is everyone in the palace going?" Yun Ran asked.

"If you want to go back to the princess, Nanny Luo will do whatever she says."

Yunran said: "Got it, when will it be?"

"The second quarter of the unitary hour."

Yun Ran looked at the time, and let Qiu He go down first, while he said to Sikong Mu Sheng, "Why did you suddenly ask us all to have dinner? Is there something urgent with the old concubine?"

If it's not urgent, I won't suddenly notify you to have dinner together.

Sikong Mu Sheng looked at Yun Ran's frown, and said with a smile: "Go and have a look and you'll know, don't worry."

It seemed that Sikong Mu Sheng didn't know either.

The couple first went to the dormitory to change clothes, freshen up and wash, and painted all afternoon, their bodies were inevitably stained with ink and ink, so they couldn't go to the old princess' yard like this.

When the two finished cleaning up, Qiuhe raised the curtain and came in, bent down to salute, and said: "My lord, my concubine, when the slaves heard about Shen Shichu, the old concubine met the eldest lady, and after the eldest lady left, the old concubine went Tell me to come down and have dinner together in the evening."

Has something to do with Tan?

Yun Ran nodded, and asked again: "Didn't I hear what Da Furen said?"

Asking such a straightforward question, Qiu He's heart trembled, but the prince didn't stop her. She knew that the prince was not displeased, so she breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I didn't find out, but Nanny Luo is very fond of the old princess's courtyard." Yan, it's hard to get news."

Yun Ran nodded, not surprised, "Let's go now." After saying this, he looked at Sikong Mu Sheng, paused, and asked, "Do you want to inform other people?"

The other people, of course, were not Dafang and Erfang, but Pang Qiao and his wife.

Sikong Musheng looked down at Yunran, raised his eyebrows slightly, the little girl became more and more courageous.

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