The prince's backyard is on fire: the story of dragging the princess and fighting the husband

Chapter 161 Whose family is young and romantic 6
When the piano sounded, Luo Minghui paused with his pen dipped in ink.

A hint of surprise flashed across his face.

It's just that he didn't say anything, and continued to paint with ink.

The lady upstairs, holding an apricot blossom in her hand, was leaning against the window.

There was a shy smile on the young face.

She looked at the son on the boat downstairs, and her heart was moved.

But, can that young son understand her intention?

Dressed in white clothes to tell Hua Nian, Qingzhan poured wine and smiled drunkenly.

Did this young man see the girl on the balcony who folded apricot blossoms with plain hands?
Time is like water, she longed to meet him at this beautiful time.

Can meet him and get to know each other, but what about him?
But he never even saw her.

Perhaps, from the corner of the eye, I can still catch a glimpse.

It's just that I don't know if he only regards her as a scenery in his life.

It was just a moment of amazement, and then it became flat.

When the song is over, Luo Minghui's painting has also been finished.

The next step is coloring, using top-quality cinnabar and rouge, carefully painting on the painting.

Thus, a glamorous and dreamlike picture scroll is completed.

When Wu Mei came to her, she saw him writing like a dragon and a phoenix:


On a spring trip, the apricot blossoms blow all over.

Who is young and romantic on the boat.

The concubine intends to marry the body and leave for life.

Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed.


After Wu Mei saw it, she couldn't help frowning slightly.

This poem "Wangdi Township" by Wei Zhuang is her favorite poem.

Because it has written all the beautiful thoughts in the girl's heart.

Of course, she was deeply moved by her young girlish feelings.

However, how did this painter in the superficial era know this poem?
Moreover, "mo" was changed to "zhou".

From this, she thought of the previous bathroom, as well as the calligraphy and paintings hanging here.

A very strong feeling arose spontaneously in her heart.

She looked up at Luo Minghui, who was also looking at her eagerly.

(End of this chapter)