[Datang+Comprehensive] Overwhelming country and city

Ye Gucheng left within a short while.

Because Mingyue said that she can draw well by herself, there is no need for Ye Gucheng to stay.

"I just glanced at it, and I have already remembered the face of the city lord in my heart, so it's exactly the same."

She smiled sweetly, but she didn't know that every frown and smile of hers hit people's hearts directly, and her eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, even if she revealed a slight sense of complacency and confidence, she could easily make people fall for her.

Even the plainest words are spoken by her, and people can't help but think about it.

Or rather, look forward to it.

Ye Gucheng only looked at her. At that moment, Mingyue also felt the depth in the pupils of the cold pool, but quickly retracted it, and said in a calm and clear voice, "If you need anything, you can tell the housekeeper."

Ye Gucheng walked too fast without stopping, which made Miaoxing couldn't help but sigh.

Her sigh was so soft that Mingyue didn't notice it. She still remembered her promise to Ye Gucheng, so she turned around and went to the study, ready to paint.

Miaoxing didn't have the heart to think about other things, and was busy helping Miss Mingyue prepare paints, pens and inks for painting.

Mingyue Su is twisting the pen in her hands, the black ink pen makes her complexion more like snow and jade, and is slender and slender, even such hands are too good-looking, easy to be dumbfounded, but fortunately, Miaoxing has been by Mingyue's side for a long time Yes, it can be regarded as a little bit of immunity, knowing that you must never stare at Miss Mingyue for even one breath.

Otherwise, get lost and forget everything.

She quickly turned her eyes away, and said softly, "Miss Mingyue, do you need to prepare anything else?"

These things are still the ink inkstone pigments taken from the last time I painted the seascape, and there are a lot left.

Mingyue's voice was originally gentle and elegant, as clear as a pool of spring water, but unknowingly, it was so touching, "I still need some malachite, black ink, indigo powder..."

Painting people is the same as painting scenery, after all, they are still different.

Miao Xing was just going to the warehouse to pick it up, but happened to meet the housekeeper, and asked Miss Mingyue if she likes to paint recently, Miaoxing told the housekeeper directly that Miss Mingyue was painting for the city lord.Miaoxing was anxious to take it back for the girl's use earlier, without further explanation.

Hearing it in the butler's ears, it was naturally beautified as he expected. Isn't the painting that Mingyue made for the city lord a token of love?

It is not unheard of to draw a portrait of the city lord before, but if the adult city lord sits there motionless for two or three hours, he would rather practice swords or deal with the affairs of Baiyun City.

What's more, it was barely painted. From the point of view of Shan Butler, who regarded Ye Gucheng as the most noble existence, and even the whole city lord's mansion, they were just not satisfied. one-third.

But if it is a token of love, it is different.

No matter how bad the painting is, it is Miss Mingyue's heart, and the housekeeper is very pleased.

Mingyue didn't know that she was so misunderstood by her casual actions, and even sighed, Miaoxing deserved to be good at martial arts. Before she could write, Miaoxing came back with something.

"Ms. Mingyue, I've already brought it back. It's exactly as the girl said." Miao Xing said with a smile.

"Okay, let's put it on the table first."

Mingyue smiled slightly, and her eyes as clear as water fell on the snow-white drawing paper, tracing the appearance of Ye Gucheng in her heart, and she took what she said to Ye Gucheng as a matter of course, and Ye Gucheng stayed with her for a long time again, She has a good memory, how could she not remember.

No matter how bad it is, she still has a system.

The system silently said, 【Host, did you forget something. 】

[Don't talk, or you won't be able to draw well. 】

Mingyue said solemnly in her heart, and at the same time, she finally had a clear image in her mind, and wrote down.

A painting by a beauty is a beautiful scene.

The yao-colored sunlight fell on her body, as bright as a pearl and beautiful jade, and it made people feel that the name Mingyue couldn't be better, because the sun and the moon shine together, so clear and transparent, but there is a kind of calming feeling beauty.

Miss Mingyue's concentration was so pretty, Miaoxing blushed slightly, but she didn't dare to look too much and lowered her head to continue grinding ink.

Seeing the slightly formed portrait on the paper, even if it is not fully painted, it already reveals the temperament of being independent and independent, relying on an isolated city and forgetting the river, after looking at it, Mingyue is quite satisfied.

Her painting skills were taught by Shi Zhixuan, the Huajian School's kung fu is indeed not bad, of course, she learned it very well.

Mingyue stopped writing, "Miss, won't you continue to draw?" Miao Xing on the side asked doubtfully,

"A good painting cannot be completed in a day, and it is never too late to paint tomorrow."

In fact, Mingyue is lazy. Painting is a delicate job, but sometimes Mingyue is not a patient person.But even Shi Zhixuan, who was a teacher back then, was never strict, but let her laziness come up, or she was bored for a while.

Mingyue also left this habit as a matter of course, and rarely draws well at one time, and couldn't help being lazy a few times in the middle.

(Shi Zhixuan laughs helplessly: How can I give up?)

Miao Xing, who doesn't know Mingyue's nature and is simply bewitched by her beauty, is obviously coaxed by such nonsense, and even thinks that Miss Mingyue attaches great importance to the portrait of the city lord, so she strives for perfection, almost overflowing with emotion.

I don't know how bright the moon is, I am in a good mood, and I am more beautifully prepared to go to the rest meeting and wait for dinner.

I seem to have forgotten something?

[Host, I reminded you...] The system said quietly. [About the son of the Southern Prince. 】

Only then did Mingyue remember what Ye Gucheng came here for, as if he left without doing anything, except for asking her to draw a portrait.

Maybe after the painting is finished, he will not be angry anymore, Mingyue thought.

A system that listens to the host: […] The host should be right.

……

It took Mingyue five days to paint Ye Gucheng's portrait.

And these five days, she hasn't been out of the courtyard, before such troubles as Prince Nan leave, she'd better stay far away.It happened that there was something to paint to pass the time. After calming down, I paid more attention to Ye Gucheng's portrait and put aside other distracting thoughts.

The day before Mingyue's painting was finished, Nanwang Shizi left Feixian Island, saying that he was actually reluctant to leave.

During these days in Baiyun City, Nan Wang's son did not know how many invitations were handed to the city lord's mansion, but they all said in a lukewarm way, "The city lord is busy with business, so it is inconvenient to meet, please go back."

It made Nan Wang's son angry and anxious, and he was helpless in other people's territory. The envoys around him finally understood the reason for his despair and anxiety.He couldn't help frowning, everyone in the house knew that the son usually loves beauty, but he didn't want to miss the prince's important business because of this.

What's more, she is a beauty in the Baiyun City Lord's mansion, the prince dares to miss it, the envoy has made a decision in his heart to go back, and he should report to the prince.

Before the envoy could think about what to say, King Nan's letter had already been delivered, but it was not because of the son's dizziness these past few days, but because he knew that the son apologized to the Lord Baiyun for the spies, but he failed to move, and even hurt Nan. The palace has a lot of benefits, but the letter of reprimand was sent, and he was ordered to return to the palace immediately.

The vassal king and his sons are not allowed to leave the territory without permission, and the Nanwang Mansion is the same in the capital. If it is not for the relationship with Baiyun City, it would be more convenient for the sons who are worthy of the status to be 'infirm and unable to see others', but this matter is a secret , it should not be delayed for too long, not to mention that the son's completion of this matter is not very good.

Even if the eldest son Zhu Youhuan wanted to stay, he had no choice but to obey the order of his father when he saw the beauty in white.

The prince of Nan Wang couldn't help feeling a little bit of resentment towards his father, and after seeing the people around him faithfully carrying out orders to his father instead of his son, he couldn't help having other thoughts secretly in his heart.

The only gratification these days may be that his people finally found out the name of that peerless beauty, Mingyue.

On the return boat, Prince Nan chanted the name with a look of fascination.

……

In the lord's study,

"The Prince of Nan has left Feixian Island." The subordinate who had been watching the Prince of Nan and others came back to report to Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng nodded slightly, his eyes were calm and indifferent, to show that he knew about it.

To him, Prince Nan is not an important person worth caring about, especially after all traces of people related to Nanwang's mansion on the island have been erased.

Not long after the visitor withdrew, Miao Xing went out to see him.

Miao Xing, who came in only after getting permission, held a long brocade box in her hand, saluted and said with a smile, "City Lord, Miss Mingyue has finished drawing."

Ye Gucheng's expression moved slightly, and he said, "Let's put it down."

Miao Xing put it on the desk according to her words. She was also a person who had been with the city lord for a long time, so she naturally knew what the city lord meant, and obviously let her go out. Miao Xing retreated obediently and quietly.

Ye Gucheng walked to the desk, opened the lid of the long square box, and there was a scroll lying quietly inside.

Ye Gucheng couldn't tell how he felt at this moment, it seemed that there were more waves in his peaceful heart, and he wanted to know how she would draw him, and what he looked like in her mind.

He picked up the scroll and unfolded it bit by bit.

It was still the flawless blue sky and white clouds, and the sword he stabbed in the waves was both a sword and a person.

No one can perfectly describe the brilliance of that sword, and it is also his brilliance, which is astonishing and dazzling.

But she drew it,

Ye Gucheng pressed the scroll and lost his mind for a moment, as if he saw her appreciation, her heart.