Onmyoji Shikigami Don't Cry

Chapter 82 Nie Xiaoqian

Chen Beibei walked in, Nie Xiaoqian's house, although it was just a mud brick house.

But there are many ink paintings on the wall, such as plum blossoms that are noble and proud, and orchids that are elegant and ethereal.

"Those were drawn by a little girl, and the young master laughed..."

When Nie Xiaoqian spoke, she was a bit shy.

Obviously the painting is very beautiful, it seems that ancient women are still modest.

After Nie Xiaoqian finished speaking, she took out a piece of rice paper, spread it on the table, and pressed the two ends of the rice paper with two bamboo slices.

Then with his left hand slightly holding the cuff of his right hand, he rolled up the ink.

Paperweight, mill, pen...

"Girl, what is this for?"

"Young master, don't you want that person's portrait? Although I don't have one ready-made, I have his image in my heart, so I'll just draw him..."

Nie Xiaoqian said lightly.

Then leaned slightly and began to draw on the paper.

The pen is extremely gentle, and it is described in detail.

The soft light of the setting sun shone on the woman's body, making one feel that there was a faint golden glow on the woman's body.

Chen Beibei quietly stood aside and watched. He didn't know how long the time had passed, but he was already fascinated.

"Young master, it's all right..."

Nie Xiaoqian looked at Chen Beibei and said softly.

When Chen Beibei came back to his senses, the setting sun outside the window had disappeared.

Instead, there is a crescent moon.

At some point in the room, a kerosene lamp was lit.

"oh oh……"

Chen Beibei didn't slow down a bit, it seemed that everything just now appeared in a dream.

Otherwise, how could that woman become so holy and beautiful at that moment...

"This is what the man looks like. If you can find him, please tell him that there is a woman who has been waiting for him in Lanruo Temple..."

Nie Xiaoqian picked up the painting on the table and handed it to Chen Beibei.

Although it is drawn with a brush, the ink has only one color.

But the white of the rice paper and the black of the ink still outline the complete appearance of the man.

Wearing a long-sleeved shirt, it was the literati dress of that era.

Carrying a shuji (an ancient luggage carrying books and scriptures) on his back, he is of medium build and looks very gentle.

"Well, I remember. I will set off early tomorrow morning. I wonder if the girl knows where his house is?"

Chen Beibei took Ning Caichen's portrait and asked the woman.

"I only know his name, and nothing else..."

When the woman spoke, she lowered her head, feeling a little ashamed.

"Girl, don't worry, I will definitely find him."

Chen Beibei knew Nie Xiaoqian's story very well, so he was very confident in finding Ning Caichen.

Logically speaking, Ning Caichen should not let Nie Xiaoqian down.

Presumably something happened on the way, or someone blocked me after returning home.

"Little girl, thank you, Young Master."

Nie Xiaoqian saluted Chen Beibei and said gratefully.

Chen Beibei took Ning Caichen's portrait and left Nie Xiaoqian's room.

After all, in the middle of the night, being alone and widowed in the same room is always a little bad.

Before, it was to wait for her to paint, but now that the painting has been obtained, it is time to go out.

"Girl, good night."

"Good night……?"

There was a trace of doubt on the woman's face, presumably it was another incomprehensible word.

"Just a good night's sleep..."

"Oh. Young master, good night..."

Chen Beibei helped Nie Xiaoqian close the door and returned to her room.

……

"Master, you have been in that beautiful sister's room for so long..."

Yingcao looked at Chen Beibei and said maliciously.

"Just waiting for her to draw..."

Chen Beibei interrupted Yingcao's words, and then shook the painting in his hand.

"What painting, show me."

Yingcao snatched the painting from Chen Beibei's hand, and looked at it: "What a clean big brother."

"Yes, we will go find him tomorrow."

Chen Beibei took the portrait and said calmly.

If the portrait had been kept in Yingcao's hands, Chen Beibei was still a little worried.

After all, in the hands of Yingcao, the rice paper would definitely not be able to withstand the toss.

Chen Beibei also went to bed, ready to sleep well.

The night in this era is still very comfortable.

The air is very good, and then it is very quiet. Through the window, the night sky outside is also very beautiful.

"Xue Nu, are you really not going to sleep on the bed?"

"Well, master..."

"Okay, good night then..."

In Xuenv's heart, she also knew that Chen Beibei would not touch her.

But she seems to have some mental cleanliness.

Probably, it would be awkward to sleep on the same bed with a man other than your lover.

In other words, there is a feeling of tarnishing that pure love.

Even doing nothing, without any physical contact, is just as bad.

In the quiet night, everyone quickly fell asleep.

The next day, Chen Beibei got up very early.

The sun has not yet come out, the sky is also a little dark, and the air is filled with the chill of autumn morning.

Chen Beibei walked out the door, but to his surprise, Nie Xiaoqian had also woken up.

"My lord, why did you get up so early?"

"Girl, don't you too?"

The woman is sitting on a stone by the well, wearing thin clothes, but it doesn't seem to be cold.

"Young master, you are on the road today, so I want to send you off..."

"Oh……"

Chen Beibei stood at his door and replied.

On the top of the woman's head is a hibiscus branch growing obliquely.

A few white hibiscus flowers are on top of the woman's head, with a little dew on them.

When Chen Beibei saw the hibiscus flower, he suddenly remembered that he did not go to see the color of the hibiscus flower last night.

Can't help feeling a little bit annoyed...

"Sir, what's wrong?"

Nie Xiaoqian seemed to see through Chen Beibei's thoughts.

"The hibiscus flower, what color is it in the evening?"

"Hibiscus flower?"

The woman asked suspiciously.

"It's those flowers..."

Chen Beibei pointed to the flowers on the top of the woman's head, and said calmly.

"Oh...they are red..."

"red?"

"Crimson, the color of blood."

the woman explained.

"Oh, thank you girl."

Chen Beibei always doesn't pay attention to some things around him.

Now he finally knows the color of hibiscus flowers in the evening, but someone told him, what a careless person.

At this time, it was still dark, and Yingcao was still sleeping soundly.

Xuenv leaned against the wall, and she didn't seem to wake up either.

Yingcao and Xuenv's expressions were very peaceful, probably because they were sleeping very comfortably.

Chen Beibei didn't intend to wake them up, so he closed the door.

If you chat with Nie Xiaoqian like this, you won't disturb them.

Chen Beibei found a clean stone on the ground and sat down.

There is some dew on the stone, and the buttocks are slightly cool...

The two chatted casually, and Nie Xiaoqian talked about her first meeting with Ning Caichen, acquaintance, acquaintance, and love...

Everything is beautiful.

Until, that day when Ning Caichen went to Beijing to rush for the exam, all the good things came to an abrupt end.

What followed was a year of long wait...

　It will still be recommended by PC next week, and I feel completely abandoned.I feel sorry for myself...

　　


(End of this chapter)