God's hexagram favorite concubine

Chapter 496 I finally found the words to appease Chang'er
After about two quarters of an hour, Xia Zishang finally put down his pen and looked at the finished painting with a satisfied smile.

"Drawn? Can I have a look?" Xuanyuan Yelan asked.

The dead man's head looked at Xuanyuan Yelan with an expectant face, and the corners of his lips twitched involuntarily.

It really wants to tell this brother.

Don't expect too much.

As the saying goes, the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

Xia Zishang picked up the painting, blew on the ink on it, and then handed it to Xuanyuan Yelan.

Xuanyuan Yelan took it over and took a look, the expectant smile froze on the corners of her lips, and the corners of her eyes twitched.

On the white rice paper in front of him, a distorted human face was outlined in black ink.

Yes, twisted.

Apart from using distortion to describe it, Xuanyuan Yelan couldn't find a more suitable word to describe the portrait in his hand.

I saw that the eyes of this person's portrait are one big and one small, the nose and mouth are also drawn crookedly, the ears are also one big and the other small, and the outline of the face is also distorted, making it impossible to see who the painting is. .

"How is it? Is the painting okay? I've tried my best." Xia Zishang asked nervously.

Before she was painting just now, she was full of confidence. She felt that painting was not a difficult task.She can even draw those complicated spells well, so how could she not be able to draw a portrait of a person!
But as she was drawing and drawing, she felt that this was not the case, and the hand holding the pen seemed to be not listening to her all of a sudden...

Xuanyuan Yelan didn't answer Xia Zishang's words, Brahma stretched his head and took a look at the portrait.

"Hahahaha... Mr. Xia, the old Taoist thought you knew everything! Your level of drawing is not as good as that of a child! When Yusheng was five years old, our family was even more skilled than you." Fan Tianji immediately laughed mercilessly at Xia Zishang.

Hearing what Brahma said, the dead head secretly gave Brahma a thumbs up.

Finally someone who dares to tell the truth!

Yu Sheng immediately pulled Fan Tianji's sleeve, and whispered, "Master, don't talk nonsense! I'll see, I see that Mr. Xia's painting is quite good..."

The tone reached the end, full of guilt.

"Stinky boy! The old Taoist taught you that we cultivators can't say things against our will!" Fan Tianji frowned and looked at Yusheng and said.

Why does he feel that this little disciple of his family really cares about Mr. Xia so much?

"I know I can't draw well." Xia Zishang said frankly, not at all embarrassed or angry because of Fan Tianji's ridicule, but smiled lightly and continued, "Yun Yan, it seems that I don't draw Haven’t you seen what the Patriarch of the Yuan Family looks like? Come and draw a new one.”

"You draw well, but you don't look like the Patriarch of the Yuan family." Xuanyuan Yelan pondered for a long time, and finally found the words how to appease Shang'er.

Xia Zishang just smiled, how could she not know that Xuanyuan Yelan said that on purpose to comfort her.

"Give me that painting, you must have torn it up." Xia Zishang stretched out his hand to Xuanyuan Yelan.

Xuanyuan Yelan didn't hand over the painting to her, but carefully rolled up the painting and put it in her sleeve.

"My lord is here to draw a new painting, please wait patiently." Xuanyuan Yelan said quietly, walked to the round table, and picked up the paintbrush.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and Xuanyuan Yelan put down the brush.

Xia Zishang immediately shifted her gaze to the painting, and a flash of appreciation flashed in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)