The rich and colorful picture has quietly appeared on the paper. The eye-catching bright red is the main theme, gold is the embellishment, the other colors are the foil, and the blue sky and white clouds are the background.

In the picture, a corner of the light gauze curtain is blown up by the breeze. The soft gauze is like white clouds floating in the air. You can clearly see the interlacing of silk threads on the gauze curtain.

In the pavilion, on a Xiangfei chair, Wu Qingmei was lying lazily. The red hair ornaments on his head bloomed with crystal luster in the sun. There were metal hairpins and clear jewelry. Those hair ornaments seemed to follow the picture.

Shangwu Qingmei's breathing swayed slightly.

The hair strands of Wu Qingmei in the painting are so clear, each strand has a distinct texture, as if you can pick up a strand of hair. The long and playful eyelashes seem to be trembling slightly. The red phoenix eyes that are concentrating on reading are calm and focused, with no gaze.

The daughter's charm and elegance reveal a look of indifference and fierceness, giving people a vague sense of domineering, like a divine phoenix bathing in the sun, noble and arrogant.

It is hard to imagine that just one look at a book can depict so many expressions on paper, and even a slightly different angle can give different feelings.

She was lying down facing the sun, and the sun shone on her body, giving her a hazy glow. The light and shadow were intertwined, and there were some fuzz on the edge of her pink cheeks that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. They were so clear.

On the gold and red long skirt, the texture details are visible to the naked eye, and the gold moiré pattern has a metallic luster under the sun, which is beautiful.

The decoration on the Naxiang Fei Chair is extremely realistic, and the wooden lounge chair has a distinctive texture.

She is the protagonist of this painting. Her gold and red clothes are bright and eye-catching, graceful and noble, but the eye-catching clothes cannot cover up her grace, but are her foil.

Her peerless appearance makes people unable to take their eyes away at a glance. Her graceful and noble appearance directly touches the soul. Her graceful and graceful posture while reclining lazily makes people's hearts beat faster. Especially her legs that are messily pulled up under the long skirt make people blush and their heart beats faster just by looking at her.

Fascinating.

This is not a painting at all, it is clearly no different from the real Wu Qingmei lying there. She seems to have come to life from the painting and is ready to get up and walk out of the painting at any time!

This painting is too real, too real to be true...

It was just a simple stroke outline. Wu Qingmei saw each stroke with his own eyes. How could he draw such a picture that seemed to be real and frozen?

For cloud scenes, these are just the application of skills. Mastering the angles of light and shadow, handling the interlacing of ink, laying out the layers clearly, and adding hundreds of millions of details can present such a realistic picture.

Wu Qingmei is undoubtedly the protagonist in this painting. Everything is centered on her. People who see it will subconsciously ignore other things, but if you look carefully, every detail is extremely shocking to the soul.

The luster of her nails in the sun, her white and tender skin as white and smooth as a translucent plate, the texture on the lotus leaves in the lotus pond, the stamens of the lotus that are about to tremble in the wind, and the faint figure of the fish rippling in the water under the lotus leaves.

, as well as the endless posture of the misty white clouds changing with the wind, and the texture of the pavilion pillars...

Wu Qingmei, who was standing behind the painting of the cloud scene, held her breath subconsciously, her eyes filled with brilliance. She had never seen the so-called tracker picture, but she told herself in her heart that her painting definitely surpassed the tracker picture!

Suddenly, the name of Yunjing's four great talents, "Huajun", hit her heart. She felt that it was a bit unworthy of the name, because the name "Huajun" seemed not worthy of Yunjing...

"When Dai's horse rides on the golden pole, the world is safe, and the loyal bones return to their graves. The iron armor is rusty, the small bridge is covered with moss, the back is turned into stone when looking into the distance, the black hair turns white, and the smoke from thousands of homes is curling up. The home and country are safe, and the heart is eager to return. Where is the person? ...'

This sentence is a sentence in the book, and it is also a sentence in the scroll of Wu Qingmei holding the scroll, which is clearly fixed on the paper.

Wu Qingmei is now Ye Ling, a lady in the family, and she also reads books about love between children. This is the character she needs now.

But when Yunjing painted the contents of these books intact on the painting, and matched her posture, temperament and appearance in the painting, what was revealed was no longer a lady with loving children, but a vague sense of Sit back and watch the wind and clouds rise and the flowers bloom and fall in the leisurely garden, the emperor who reigns over the world!

"Is this me?"

Looking at the scroll, Wu Qingmei subconsciously touched her cheek and murmured in her heart.

She thought of what Yun Jing Huahua said before. Thousands of years later, her current appearance on the framed paper still looked the same...

Vaguely, Wu Qingmei felt a little jealous of herself in the painting. She would eventually grow old, and everything she had now would change with the passage of time, but she would not in the painting. She would always be In this way, as long as the painting is not destroyed, the vicissitudes of life will be the same!

Nearly a year later, Yunjing has also grown. It is no longer the time when I drew the picture of trackers last year. Although this painting is better and much better than the picture of trackers last year, it takes much less time. .

It took three days and two nights to paint the picture of trackers, but the current painting only took one or two hours.

After finishing the last stroke, Yun Jing was very satisfied with the painting. Whether it was the angle of light and shadow, the background embellishment, or even Wu Qingmei's expression, he consciously captured it just right.

Putting away the brush, he took out the seal and stamped it in the corner. After putting it away, Yun Jing smiled and said, "It's done."

He looked focused when he was painting before, but now he looked up and saw Wu Qingmei's figure in front of him. He felt some warmth on his neck and a sweet breath.

His heart skipped a beat, Yun Jingxin said, "When did you come to me and come so close, girl, please respect yourself."

Instead of turning around immediately, Yunjing knew in his heart that if he turned around at this moment, he would definitely kiss the other person...

He took a step to the side without leaving a trace, then turned back, looked at Wu Qingmei's brilliant eyes, and said with a smile: "Miss Ye, I'm glad you didn't disgrace your life. I wonder if you are satisfied with this painting?"

"Satisfied, very satisfied, thank you Mr. Yun," Wu Qingmei said subconsciously, then reacted, noticed Yun Jing's previous actions, and quickly thought of what would happen then, pursed her lips, and couldn't laugh or cry in her heart, secretly saying to you Do you know what you missed?

But if that's the case, hey, he should be the one taking advantage?

Without trying to speculate on her thoughts, Yun Jing smiled and said, "As long as you are satisfied, Brother Wu's instructions are not in vain."

Is it just to fulfill the agreement between friends?

With thoughts flickering in her mind, Wu Qingmei wanted to tell Yun Jing that she was Wu Changkong and Wu Changkong was herself, but such thoughts only flashed in her mind.

"Master Yun's painting skills are truly astonishing. He is not afraid of Mr. Yun's jokes. The little girl can't believe that she is the one in the painting. I will ask the best craftsmen to frame it and treasure it." Wu Qingmei stared at it I admired the picture scroll in front of me sincerely.

As she spoke, she subconsciously reached out to touch herself on the scroll, as if she could enter another world and touch the incomparably real texture as soon as she reached out.

Yun Jing hurriedly said: "Miss Ye, please be patient, the ink is not dry yet." After she realized what she was doing and stopped, Yun Jing said again: "You should not praise Miss Ye too much. My teacher once said that my calligraphy and painting skills are no more than a minor one.

That’s it, the great path of learning is the foundation.”

With such skills, who wouldn't be famous all over the world, especially Yunjing is still so young and has no talent or dew. If it were other people of the same age, I am afraid that others would be too dissatisfied, but Yunjing can still keep his true intentions.

Wu Qing, who paused for a moment, suddenly felt a strong impulse in his brows to snatch him back, no matter what method he used!

But this is just a thought. It seems like a happy place. I don’t know who is robbing whom. Bah, I think so. I say goodbye. Excuse me...

"Young Master Yun is a great talent, I am ashamed of myself as a little girl, and I don't know which girl can be worthy of you," Wu Qingmei blurted out these words.

After saying this, she felt a little regretful. After all, given the current situation, the two of them had just met for the first time and had not communicated much. They were still strangers. It was a bit too much to say such a thing, but it was too late to take it back.

Yun Jingxin said that there was something wrong with this empress. How could you, a majestic empress of a country, say such a thing?

Smiling, Yunjing said while sorting out his pen and ink: "I have been poor since I was a child. When I was a child, my mother was afraid that I would not be able to marry a wife in the future, so she made an engagement for me early. Now it has been more than ten years.

Now that I think about it, time flies so fast.”

Yun Jing didn't mean anything else when he said this, it was just a casual chat. Counting the time, in one or two years, he would officially marry Su Xiaoye. In the blink of an eye, more than ten years had passed.

Time flies. When we made the engagement, one was only two years old and the other was just one month old.

Wu Qingmei was not surprised that Yunjing was already engaged. After all, in this era, there were many people getting married on the fingertips.

At this time, Wu Qing's eyebrows were thinking that he was already engaged. His wife was really lucky. Mr. Yun was obviously not someone who disliked poverty and loved wealth. He had a good personality and talent. How many times would he be able to marry him?

Blessings that come from this world.

But in another corner of my heart, there was a voice saying to Wu Qingmei, he is already engaged, what should you do? Even if the other party is free, you are the king of a country, you can't be a petty one, right?

It can be said that he has been a life-saving grace to me. He has great talents and can give me advice, and his cultivation can protect me from wind and rain. If I miss him, where can I find the second one in this life?

His thoughts were a little confused. Wu Qingmei was grateful to put aside these terrible thoughts. When she saw Yun Jing clearing the table, she immediately calmed down and asked in shock: "Mr. Yun, are you...?"

Yun Jing looked at her strangely, smiled and said, "Brother Wu's promise has been fulfilled. It's time to leave. I won't disturb Miss Ye anymore."

"Master Yun, why are you in such a hurry, but I haven't treated you well? After being introduced by my friend Mr. Wu, I invited Mr. Yun to come and paint for me. If you leave like this, what will Mr. Wu think? I'm afraid he and I won't even be friends.

It’s done,” Wu Qingmei said anxiously.

If Yunjing leaves like this, not to mention that it is against the way of hospitality, but also convenient, she will leave to return to her country tomorrow. Who knows if there will be a chance to see each other again in the future, but she still feels a little reluctant in her heart.

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The movements of clearing the table continued, Yun Jing said calmly: "Young lady, you are worrying too much. It is not because of the poor reception. I have said before that I am preparing for the exam recently. Time is tight and there is no room for delay. Besides, there are no outsiders here. You and I are alone."

Widow, if you stay for a long time, it will harm your reputation, girl, but I don’t dare to stay for a long time. As for Brother Wu, I will explain it to him."

You are so considerate. You have already considered my reputation. With my current status, I really shouldn’t spend too much time with a strange man... Huh? What’s going on with me? Why am I always thinking about him from his perspective?

Wu Qingmei also suddenly realized that something was wrong with herself. She was not like this in the past. She was indifferent to everything, showed no false interest in any man, felt disgusted even when he came near, and was even more decisive in killing. But not like this now!

It is said that if a woman falls in love with a certain man, she will become stupid. I will not be...

His heart skipped a beat, Wu Qingmei quickly shook off this terrible thought, and muttered: "You don't have to be so anxious, Mr. Yun. You have to let the little girl prepare a small amount of wine to entertain you, right?"

"No need, it's still early now. It's not time for meals. Let's wait another day." Yunjing shook his head and said, seeing that everything was almost done.

Yun Jing refused again and again, and Wu Qingmei stood up and "understood" that the other party was because the relationship between the two parties was not good enough to have a long conversation. He left because he was a gentleman to prevent others from gossiping. If he wanted to stay again, he would stand on both sides.

The current angle is a bit too much.

Well, she subconsciously considered the problem from Yun Jing's point of view, which was a bit hopeless.

In the final analysis, even if she is the king of a country, she is still a woman after all, and Yunjing is suspected of being in a happy state. With her status, she is nothing. How is she different from a weak woman? Based on this, I subconsciously consider it from the perspective of an ordinary woman.

That's a problem, not to mention that the other party has the grace to save his life...

After thinking for a while, Wu Qingmei said: "Master Yun, you are writing brush and ink for me, how can you be satisfied with the retouching fee?"

"No need. I came here as someone asked me to do it. It's just a little effort. If you still charge a writing fee, wouldn't you and Brother Wu not even be friends anymore?" Yun Jing shook his head after packing his things.

No retouching fee?

Wu Qingmei was really stunned. This painting was better than the picture of trackers. Isn't it difficult to know the value of the cloud scene? With just such a sentence, you don't want anything else?

"How does this mean that based on the accomplishments of this painting alone, is it difficult for Master Yun not to know its value?" Wu Qingmei asked what was in her mind.

Yun Jing shrugged indifferently and said, "What's the value? To me, it's just some paint money. How much is it worth?"

Is this how you calculate it? Wu Qing’s brows were filled with astonishment, secretly thinking that talented people are so strange.

Thoughts flashed in her mind, she said: "Young Master Yun is noble, but if the little girl doesn't say anything, how can she have the face to see others? It's better to do this. If you give Mr. Yun some things, it will not only stain Mr. Yun's eyes, but also hurt Mr. Yun's eyes."
To be continued...