After 600 years of sword sacrifice, my aunt returned to the world

Chapter 113 Everything has a first time

Thousands of Lanterns in the Evening Clouds, from thousands of bright lights floating in the night sky, to countless figures in different clothes on the bustling land, peddlers selling goods, and children playing, are all presented on the drawing paper.

Yan Chang'an had once seen a copy of the picture of Thousands of Lanterns in the Evening Clouds at the foot of Cangyuan Mountain. Now, Shu Nong simplified many lines of that bustling scene and outlined it on this small piece of lantern paper.

"Have you ever—" copied this painting?

Before Yan Chang'an finished speaking, Shu Nong suddenly glanced at him, with a smile at the end of his eyes.

"Very surprised?"

Her voice fell lightly, and her hands kept moving, and the backs of each one were completed on the paper, "I drew the picture of a thousand lamps 600 years ago."

She raised her eyes to look at the noisy crowd, and with the tip of the pen flowing, a new painting was completed that was similar to but different from the painting of Mu Yunqiandeng: "Otherwise, how could I have conceived it so quickly."

The so-called painting of Thousands of Lanterns in the Evening Clouds was created by her and Liu Xubai when she and Liu Xubai traveled here 600 years ago.

Shu Nong smoothed the lantern paper, and the pen tip dipped in blue paint fell on the tree covered with red ribbons on the paper.

She tilted her head slightly, loose and loose, and the hair she casually rolled up slipped from her ears and stroked. The breeze blew by, and the hair fell on her cheeks, a little itchy.

Shu Nong frowned, raised his eyes to look at Yan Changan who was staring at her intently, suddenly grinned, shook his head, the loose bun made the situation worse, most of it was scattered.

"Yan Chang'an, you—" she raised her chin, "help me with my hair."

Yan Changan was slightly taken aback, his expression blank for a moment, and he subconsciously put down his pen: "...I won't."

"There is a first time for everything."

Shu Nong blinked at him, "Don't you like me? Don't you even want to pull my hair?"

Yan Changan's eyelashes trembled as the breeze blew past.

He clearly knew that Shu Nong was teasing him, on that pale but beautiful face, he saw her teasing a junior whom he still liked, and he didn't find any emotions related to the relationship between men and women.

It's bad.

Yan Chang'an thought, she didn't seem to regard him as a man with even a slight possibility.

But in Cangsheng Palace, when she questioned Liu Xubai, it was clearly not like this.

He moved his lips, but bumped into Shu Nong's smiling eyes, but he had no choice but to throw away his armor and let her do whatever she wanted.

Yan Chang'an has lived for so many years, and he hasn't even read a few scripts. He really doesn't know how to make the girl he likes also like him besides following him all the time.

But at this moment, he couldn't ignore such an opportunity sent by Shu Nong to get closer to her.

He pursed his lips, pressed the paper as if resigned to his fate, got up and walked towards her, standing behind her.

Shu Nong immediately shook his head again, and the silver hairpin that he was barely holding on to slipped off——

Yan Changan subconsciously stretched out his hand and caught the simple silver hairpin.

He stretched out his hand, but when he touched Shu Nong's cold hair, he trembled, curled his fingertips, and said in a low voice: "...you can't do this."

Shu Nong took out a blue hair rope from the storage space, and handed it back: "What can't be done?"

Yan Changan didn't move, under the warm sun, he stared down at Shu Nong's pale cheeks, and said softly: "If you don't like me, you shouldn't give me this chance...it's not good for you."

(End of this chapter)