Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 450 Don't treat Master Yuanbao as a foreigner from now on, okay? (1 more)
At this time, in the garden of the Shangshu Mansion, Xue Yinhuan was sleeping on the artificial rocks cleaned by his servants, with a spring begonia hanging from his head.

Ye Ling was making a picture of a beauty sleeping in spring for her.

"Sister Huan never liked to be painted by others, why did she suddenly become interested today?" the little girl asked curiously after painting for a while.

Xue Yinhuan didn't open his eyes, and replied four words, "It's boring."

Ye Ling giggled, "Then you sleep well. If you can really fall asleep, my drawing may be more natural. Sister Huan is beautiful. If this painting spreads, I will appoint someone to give you the first prize." beauty."

Xue Yinhuan laughed at these words, "What number one beauty, you little girl, you're talking nonsense!"

Ye Ling frowned, calmed down and continued to draw.

Xue Yinhuan tricked Ye Ling into her house because of Zhao Xi's request ten days ago, thinking about how she could sleep, she was silent for a while, and asked Ye Ling, "Ah Yao, if you are Selected to enter the palace to be the concubine, are you willing to go?"

A Yao is Ye Ling's boudoir nickname.

"Ah?" The little girl was obviously stopped by this sudden question, and her hands that were about to write paused, not knowing how to answer.

Xue Yinhuan looked at her, and even had the illusion that if he continued to ask, the little girl would burst into tears.

Being too delicate and soft always makes people around you feel protective.

Even if Xue Yinhuan is a girl herself, she feels soft-hearted when she meets this best friend for no reason. That is a common occurrence, which makes her often wonder if there is something wrong with her.

The atmosphere was stagnant and embarrassing.

Xue Yinhuan was thinking about how to redeem what he said just now, when he saw the servant girl Qiuci hurriedly walking towards this side.

Xue Yinhuan breathed a sigh of relief, and asked her, "What's the matter?"

Qiu Ci whispered: "Girl, His Highness and Young Master Song have arrived."

When saying these words, Qiuci's face was not very good-looking.

Xue Yinhuan felt a bit of gnashing of teeth, and knew that the little girl was feeling resentful towards this uncle, she smiled, "Take him to the waterside pavilion, the scenery over there is nice, we will come later."

After Qiuci left, Xue Yinhuan also got up, no longer pretending to be asleep.

Ye Ling asked: "Are you still painting?"

Xue Yinhuan said: "There are distinguished guests visiting, let's meet them first."

Ye Ling had no choice but to put down his pen, moved the drawing board to the pavilion, and followed Xue Yinhuan to the water pavilion.

Along the way, Xue Yinhuan didn't speak, and she didn't ask any more questions.

The little girl has a quiet temperament and usually doesn't talk much.

She doesn't belong to the kind of girlfriend who can help you solve your worries, but she has an indescribable "quietness" in her body, which will always calm your upset invisibly.

Because of her family background, Xue Yinhuan was often bored. She usually went to Ye Ling, not to talk to her. Even if she didn't say a word, sitting quietly for a while was far better than crying.

Before the two of them walked out of the garden, Xue Yinhuan's stepmother Xie led Zhao Xi and Song Yuanbao to this side.

While walking, Mrs. Xie smiled and said to Xue Yinhuan, "The fence over the water pavilion is broken and hasn't been repaired yet. How can you let your highness go there?"

Xue Yinhuan frowned almost invisibly.

The waterside fence is not broken.

In order to choose the painting location, she went to see it in person. The Xie family probably heard that Ye Ling was making a picture of a beauty sleeping in spring for her, and wanted to arrange a "stunning encounter" for her and Zhao Xi.

In order to cling to the powerful and become a relative of the emperor, she did not hesitate to worry about her stepdaughter's marriage.

Xue Yinhuan thought it would be interesting for her stepmother to act like this.

"Talk slowly if you have anything to do, I'll go out and get busy first." Mrs. Xie sent the person to him and slipped away.

To prevent embarrassment, Xue Yinhuan hastily bowed to the two of them.

Zhao Xi didn't look at Ye Ling from the moment he appeared, he said to Xue Yinhuan lightly, "Come with me."

Xue Yinhuan didn't quite understand what Zhao Xi wanted to do, so she pursed her lips and followed him.

Originally thought that Zhao Xi had something to say to her alone, but unexpectedly, he took her directly to the crowded place in the front yard.

It seemed that every time he came to Shangshu Mansion, he would never get along with her alone, and even if he wanted to say something, he would always pick it when there were people around.

Xue Yinhuan looked at the servants coming in and out at the other end of the veranda, stopped, and stared at Zhao Xi's back, "Ten days ago, Your Highness asked your servants to invite Miss Ye, but now I have invited people here, and His Highness is not following me." What did she mean by what she said?"

Zhao Xi turned around and asked, "When did I say I wanted to find her?"

Xue Yinhuan choked, and then muttered softly, "If you don't look for her, you still said it so seriously."

When Zhao Xi heard her words, he didn't answer, but just sat on the porch stool, as if he was waiting for something.

The other party remained silent, and Xue Yinhuan didn't bother to find a topic anymore, so he casually summoned a little maid to serve tea to His Highness.

……

In the garden, Song Yuanbao had already seen Ye Ling's painting for Xue Yinhuan. Even if the painting was not finished, people could tell at a glance that the little girl was a good painter.

Seeing Song Yuanbao staring at the painting in a daze, Ye Ling at the side said, "Master Yuanbao, do you think something is wrong?"

Song Yuanbao nodded, "There is indeed something wrong."

Ye Ling has always been quite confident in her painting skills, but she was not angry when someone pointed it out, "I hope that Master Yuanbao will not hesitate to teach me."

The little girl's earnest tone made Song Yuanbao look sideways, and saw that she lowered her head slightly, her white and delicate earlobes were stained a little red, probably because of her embarrassment when someone pointed out her inadequacies.

Song Yuanbao said: "This painting of yours is not finished, and there are many places that cannot be pointed out. In this way, you can draw a picture for me, and I will tell you where there are deficiencies."

"Will this be inappropriate?" The little girl felt something was wrong, "Master Yuan Bao is a foreigner after all."

"Aren't I your apprentice?" Song Yuanbao bent his lips and smiled, "At the polo field that day, the girl promised to teach me how to play polo, did you forget?"

"Ah...no, I didn't forget." In fact, I really forgot.

"I haven't forgotten, then you are still my master. It is not an exaggeration for a master to paint for his apprentices?"

It is true to say so, but they have only met twice, why does it sound like an "old acquaintance" from his mouth?

Ye Ling shook her head, "What picture does Master Yuan Bao want to draw?"

Seeing that there was wine in the pavilion, Song Yuanbao stretched out his index finger to hook the jug, and raised his eyebrows at her, "The previous picture was of a beauty sleeping in spring, but now this one is about getting drunk among the flowers."

After he finished speaking, he brought the jug to his lips, raised his neck and took a sip, then walked lazily towards the flowers.

There was a rockery in the middle of the flowers, he stepped on it, and lay there lazily, with one leg bent, his chin propped up with one hand, and the silver jug ​​hooked with the index finger of the other hand.

The young man was born handsome and romantic, but his posture at this time was even more indescribably evil and lazy.

After Ye Ling changed the drawing paper, she raised her head and met the young man's eyes and the faint smile on his lips.

Eyelids twitched, Ye Ling looked away and asked him, "Are you ready? I'm going to start."

Song Yuanbao smiled, "I have no problem, you can draw anytime."

The drunken voice, the slight sand, evokes people's imagination.

Ye Ling settled down and began to outline the drunkenness among the flowers with the tip of her pen.

Being taught by a famous teacher, her painting skills are undoubtedly superb, but unfortunately she can paint a garden full of flowers, and his lazy figure lying drunk, but she can't paint the expression on his face.

The brush in the little girl's hand has not been moved for a long time.

Song Yuanbao noticed something strange and asked her, "What's wrong?"

Ye Ling looked annoyed, and whispered: "I'm sorry, I can't draw well."

Song Yuanbao threw away the wine pot, walked over quickly, and saw that Ye Ling had completed more than half of it, and everything else was perfect, except for the character's face, which was blank.

"I can't draw the expression on Young Master Yuanbao's face." Ye Ling pursed her lips, obviously it was the first time she had encountered such a thing, she blamed herself very much.

Song Yuanbao didn't care, "Why don't you look at me a few more times? If you look more, you might find inspiration."

Ye Ling blushed and turned away.

Song Yuanbao laughed softly, and seriously commented on the painting, "I think it would be better if I didn't draw a face. In this way, every time the girl looks at the painting, what kind of expression does she have in her impression? What an attitude."

Ye Ling hurriedly said: "I can't take this painting, Master Yuanbao should take it away."

"Why?"

"You are a foreigner. I haven't left the cabinet yet. It's not appropriate to take your paintings like this."

Song Yuanbao approached her with a slightly tipsy voice, "Then accept this painting and stop treating Master Yuanbao as a foreigner in the future, okay?"

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