After the rebirth, Mrs. Shizi, she quit

Chapter 177 Chapter 177

Immediately after Wang Huizhen, there were a large number of praises for Yao Yining, both men and women.

Amidst the compliments, Wang Zhengshi had already brought up the pens and inks he had prepared long ago, and immediately asked the maids to clean up the tables, and then distributed a copy of pens and inks to each table.

"Everyone can participate, and all participants can take away a pot of camellias from the Zhuangzi."

Everyone has seen the camellias on Zhuangzi earlier. Although they are not as beautiful as the pot of thirteen colors in front of them, they are still extremely beautiful, especially for those who love flowers, it is unbearable.

They also knew that they probably wouldn't be able to win the thirteen-color pot, but they could get camellias if they participated. Who wouldn't be tempted to say that the Wang family is really grand, no wonder the banquet was held so long in advance.

Moreover, this is a large-scale display opportunity. Apart from the Wang family, there are many other families, who might be attracted by it.

Wan Yanfu's eyes flickered when he heard this sentence, the Wang family really spent their money, and it really hurt such a girl to the bone, but this girl...

Wanyan Fu couldn't help but look at Wen Jinyu who was sitting in the crowd, and saw that he glanced at the woman beside him from time to time, not worrying about Miss Wang's at all, but Miss Wang looked over casually from time to time, which is very interesting .

Thinking about it, Wanyan Fu poured a glass of wine and drank it down in one gulp, waiting for the follow-up.

The food was taken away, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were suddenly replaced. Song Yanluo was a little distracted and didn't understand what was going on, "What is this for?"

Naturally, he was asking Wen Jinyu.

"Paint camellias or make poems based on them. General Wang said just now..." Wen Jinyu explained to Song Yanluo in detail, repeating what Wang Zhengshi, Wanyan Fu, and Yao Lianyi had said.

After listening, Song Yanluo looked at the paper in front of her and chuckled lightly, with a sense of ambiguity, and with a smile, Song Yanluo turned her head to look at Wen Jinyu, "Does your husband want to draw?"

This smile made Wen Jinyu tremble, and he suddenly thought of Song Yanluo's smile when she wrapped her toes around him earlier, dangerous and seductive.

"Does Madam want me to draw?" Wen Jinyu asked cautiously.

Hearing this, Song Yanluo moved a little, only to notice that Wen Jinyu's hand that was leaning on Wen Jinyu was covered by Wen Jinyu's sleeve, and she felt that this really saved her trouble.

Immediately, she put one elbow on the table, looked at him sideways with a smile on her chin, and the other hand held by him moved slightly, and pressed her fingertips against his palm, and then there was a moment of silence. He drew circles in the palm of his hand all at once, and then said, "Does your husband want to draw?"

Wen Jinyu's heart trembled and trembled following the arc drawn by the fingertips on the palm of his hand, "Does the lady want me to draw?"

Song Yanluo stuck out the tip of her tongue and pursed her lips, raised her brows slightly, "I don't want my husband to paint, and I can't paint myself, but I want camellias, what should I do?"

Wen Jinyu once again had the feeling that she was going to die on Song Yanluo, and she was seducing him again, blatantly.

"I held Madam's hand to draw. General Wang said that you can participate. He didn't say how to participate, as long as you participate. What do you think Madam?"

Hearing these words, Song Yanluo instantly smiled, "Okay."

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly stopped his smile and corrected his posture, and withdrew his hand, "Then let's start now."

Wen Jinyu has lost his temper with this attitude of running away after flirting again.

Taking a deep breath and calming down, she raised her hand and grabbed Song Yanluo's hand that was already holding the brush, and was about to dip it in black ink, but Song Yanluo tilted her hand and pointed it in the red, and said confidently Said, "I like red, I want a whole pair of red."

What can Wen Jinyu say, "Okay."

I have never seen such a husband holding his wife's hand to paint, but he thought it was very good. It gave some married men some inspiration. They didn't want to be contaminated by the royal daughter, but they also wanted to win something for their wife. They immediately followed suit. Holding his wife's hand and starting to paint, those wives also feel that they like it, but if they can't get something, it's enough to get a husband like this.

Seeing this scene, Wang Huizhen's eyes were darkened, but she covered it up in an instant.

Wanyan Fu found it very interesting, and it was possible to do this, which made it difficult for him to say what he said next, but it was okay, haste makes waste, the cause of the disaster has already been buried, and it is enough.

"Liu'er, come on, the king will also come to accompany you to draw a picture, and bring you a pot of camellias back." Wanyan Fu immediately held Liu's side concubine's hand, as if he was about to paint.

Concubine Liu was overwhelmed with surprise immediately, she didn't care if the camellia camellia or not, but she was very happy that the prince was painting with her.

"My concubine is greedy, and I want this painting as well."

This made Wanyan Fu laugh out loud, "Okay, I'll give it all to you." As he spoke, he held Concubine Liu's hand and started painting.

Seeing that even King Jing did this, some people who were tempted but did not act followed suit. For a while, nearly half of the couples were painting together, and the other half were either wanting to be favored or wanting to express themselves. .

Wen Baishan is Meng Xue's daughter, she also wants things, she is very envious of Yao Yining's tricks, but she also knows her own painting level, it is very bad.

"Mother, I want the concubine's head, but I can't draw it well, so I definitely can't get it." Wen Baishan pulled Meng Xue and underestimated in a low voice.

To be honest, Meng Xue is also greedy, but as an elder, it is possible that she is still playing around with the younger generation. When Wen Baishan said this, she rolled her eyes and said, "Go and ask the eldest son to see if I can help you. Won't."

When Wen Baishan heard this, she was immediately tempted. Seeing that the others were not all drawn by herself, she was not ashamed to do so, so she immediately called out to Wen Shaohui, who seemed to be in deep thought, sitting over there.

"Second brother, I want to paint, can you help me?"

Wen Shaohui is still very generous to his younger sister, especially Meng Xue's daughter who is loved by his grandmother, even for the sake of his grandmother, he will treat her a little more generously.

Wen Shaohui originally didn't intend to join the team, after all, he didn't care much about that Wang Huizhen.

Hearing Wen Baishan's voice at this moment, and looking at the table next door, Wen Shaohui covered the darkness in his eyes, "Come here."

Seeing Wen Shaohui's silence, Wen Baishan thought there was no hope, but when she heard this sentence, she was immediately overjoyed, "Thank you, brother." Immediately, Ma Liu asked the maid to move her stool to Wen Shaohui's side, and then Sit well and wait for Wen Shaohui to help her.

Wen Shaohui was also unambiguous, and immediately put the brush into her hand, then held her hand and began to paint.

Because the movement of moving the stool was a bit big, it immediately attracted a lot of attention.

I probably didn't expect it to be like this, and the painting of brothers and sisters is different from that of husband and wife. Naturally, how it can be different depends on how people understand it.

(End of this chapter)