The picture of thick ink and heavy colors has quietly appeared on the paper. The eye-catching bright red is the main melody, gold is the embellishment, the other colors are the foil, and the blue sky and white clouds are the background.

On the picture, a corner of the gauze curtain was blown by the breeze. The soft gauze was like white clouds floating, and you could clearly see the interlaced silk threads on the gauze curtain.

In the pavilion, Wu Qingmei was lying lazily on a chaise longue. The red hairpin on her head was radiating in the sun, with a metallic hairpin and clear jewelry. The hair accessories seemed to sway gently with Wu Qingmei's breathing on the picture.

In the painting, Wu Qingmei's hair is so clear, with distinct texture, as if he can grab a wisp of fine numbers. The long playful eyelashes seem to be trembling slightly. The Danfeng eyes, who are concentrating on reading, are calm and focused. His eyes are not as charming and elegant as his daughter's home, but instead reveal a look of indifference and sharpness. In a trance, he gives people a sense of domineering appearance, as if he is bathed in the sun, noble and arrogant.

It is hard to imagine that just a look of reading can depict so many expressions on paper, even if you look at the angle, you will feel differently.

Lying down, she faced the sunlight. The sunlight shone on her body, giving her a hazy glow. The light and shadow intertwined, and there was a little fluff on the edge of her pink cheeks that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, so clear.

On the long skirt with golden red, the texture details can be seen at the naked eye, and the golden silk cloud pattern hides metallic luster in the sun, making it beautiful.

The decoration on the Xiang Concubine Chair is extremely real, and the wooden lounge chair has a distinct texture.

She is the protagonist in this painting. The golden and red clothes are bright and eye-catching, graceful and grand, noble and noble, but the eye-catching clothes cannot hide her grace, but instead are her foil.

The peerless face makes people unable to look away at a glance. The graceful and noble touches the heart. The lazy and graceful figure of lying on the side makes people's heart beat faster, especially the legs under the messy skirt, which makes people blush and be amazed at a glance.

This is not a painting, it is clearly no different from the real Wu Qingmei lying there. She seemed to have come alive from the painting and would get up and walk out of the painting at any time!

This painting is too real, not real...

Just a simple stroke outline, Wu Qingmei saw it with her own eyes, how could she draw such a picture that seemed to be true and frozen?

For Yunjing, these are just techniques. Mastering the angle of light and shadow, handling the interweaving of ink, laying the foundation and clear layers, and adding billions of details can present such a real picture.

Wu Qingmei in this painting is undoubtedly the well-deserved protagonist. Everything is centered on her. Those who see it will subconsciously ignore the others, but if you observe it carefully, every detail will be extremely shocking.

The shiny nails in the sun, her white and tender skin is like a translucent board, the texture on the lotus leaves in the lotus pond, the stamens in the lotus that are about to tremble with the wind, and the rippling waves under the lotus leaves are faintly waving with the wind, and the endless posture of the misty white clouds changing with the wind, and the texture of the pavilion pillars...

Wu Qingmei, who was standing behind Zhuhua Yunjing, subconsciously held her breath and her eyes were filled with glory. She had never seen the so-called boatman picture, but she told herself in her heart that her painting definitely surpassed the boatman picture!

Suddenly, the name of the four talented men of Yunjing, "Huajun", came to her heart. She felt that it was a bit inconsistent, because Huajun's name seemed to be unworthy of Yunjing...

‘The horse we wear is on the golden spear and the world is safe, loyal bones return to the tomb, iron armor is rusty, moss is growing on the small bridge, the back is like stone, the black hair turns white, and when the smoke from thousands of families is curling, the family and country are safe, I hope to return, where is the person...’

This sentence is a word in the book, and it is also a sentence in the scroll where Wu Qingmei held the scroll in his hand, which was clearly frozen on the paper.

Wu Qingmei is now Ye Ling, a lady from a noble family, and she reads books about the love between children. This is the character she needs at present.

But when Yun Jing painted the contents of these books intact on the paintings, she combined with her posture, temperament and appearance on the paintings, she no longer showed a lady with love for her children, but she vaguely gave people a kind of emperor who sat and watched the storm rise and the clouds bloom and fall in the garden!

"Is this me?"

Looking at the scroll, Wu Qingmei subconsciously touched his cheek and murmured in her heart.

She thought of what Yun Jing said before painting. Thousands of years later, her current appearance is still on the freeze paper...

A faintly, Wu Qingmei felt a little jealous of herself in the painting, and she would always grow old. Everything she has now will change with the change of time, but she would not, she would always be like this. As long as the painting is not destroyed, the world will change!

After nearly a year, Yunjing is also growing up. It is no longer the time when I was painting a boatman last year. Although this painting is much better and better than the boatman last year, it takes much less time.

It took three days and two nights to draw a boatman's picture, but the painting now only took one or two hours.

After the last stroke, Yun Jing was still very satisfied with this painting. He consciously captured the angle of light and shadow, background embellishment, and even Wu Qingmei's expression.

Put down the brush, take out the seal, cover it on the signature in the corner, and then put it away Yun Jing smiled and said, "It's done."

He was focused when he was painting before. Now he looked up and saw that Wu Qingmei was still in front of him. He felt a little warm and a sweet smell came from his neck.

My heart slightly jumped, Yun Jingxin said, when did you come to me? You are so close, please respect yourself, girl.

Without looking back at the first time, Yun Jing knew in his heart that if he turned around, he would be able to kiss the other party...

He took a step to the side without any trace, and then he turned around, looked at Wu Qingmei's eyes with a dazzling smile and said, "Miss Ye, fortunately, I'm sorry, I wonder if you are satisfied with this painting?"

"Satisfied, very satisfied, thank you Mr. Yun," Wu Qingmei said subconsciously, then reacted, noticed Yun Jing's previous actions, and soon thought of what would happen at that time. He pursed his lips, and felt amused and cried, and said secretly, "Do you know what you missed?"

But if that is true, tsk, you should be the one who takes advantage of it?

Without speculating on her thoughts, Yun Jing smiled and said, "It's good to be satisfied, it's worthwhile to have Brother Wu's advice."

Is it just to fulfill the agreement between friends?

Thoughts flashed, Wu Qingmei wanted to tell Yun Jing that he was Wu Changkong and Wu Changkong was himself, but such thoughts were just a flash in his mind.

"Mr. Yun's painting skills are really amazing. I am not afraid of Mr. Yun's jokes. The little girl can't believe that the painting is herself. I will ask the best craftsman to frame it and treasure it." Wu Qingmei stared at the scroll in front of her and exclaimed sincerely.

As she said that, she subconsciously reached out to touch herself on the scroll, as if she could enter another world and touch the extremely real texture.

Yun Jing quickly spoke, "Miss Ye, please wait, the ink has not dried yet." After she reacted and stopped, Yun Jing said, "I can't praise Miss Ye. My master once said that calligraphy and painting skills are nothing but small ways, just do it by chance, and learning is the foundation."

With such skills, no one is famous all over the world, especially Yunjing is so young, not showing off the mountains or showing off. If it were other peers, it would be afraid that people would not be floating around, but Yunjing could still keep their true hearts.

Wu Qingmei, who had a slightly paused, suddenly felt a strong impulse on her eyebrows, snatching him back, no matter what method he used!

But this is just thinking about it. It is suspected to be the free and easy realm. Maybe who can steal whom? Bah, I thought it beautifully, said goodbye, and disturbed...

"Young Master Yun is a talented person, but the little girl is ashamed of herself. I don't know which girl is worthy of you." Wu Qingmei blurted out this sentence.

After saying that, she regretted it. After all, given the current situation, the two of them had only met for the first time, and they didn't communicate much, and it was still a stranger who was extreme. It was a bit too much to say such things, but it was too late to take them back.

Yun Jingxin said something was wrong with this empress. You, a dignified empress, would you say such things?

Smiling, Yun Jing sorted out her pen and mo, while saying, "I have been poor since I was a child. When I was a child, my mother was afraid that I would not be able to marry a wife in the future, so she made a marriage contract for me early. More than ten years have passed. Now, thinking about it now, time flies so fast."

Yun Jing had no other meaning in saying this. It was just a chat with emotion. Calculate the time. In another year or two, he would officially marry Su Xiaoye. In a blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, and time is really happening. When the engagement was made, one was only two years old and the other was just one month old.

Wu Qingmei was not surprised that Yun Jing had already had a marriage contract. After all, in this era, there were many people who were married.

At this time, what Wu Qingmei thought was that he had already had a marriage contract. His wife was really a blessing. Mr. Yun was obviously not a person who despised the poor and loved the rich. He had a good personality and talent. He could marry him. I don’t know how many lifetimes he had achieved.

But in another corner of my heart, a voice was saying to Wu Qingmei, he had already had a engagement, what should you do? Even if the other party is free and ill, you are the king of a country, so you can't be a small person, right?

He is a life-saving person, and he is also a talented person. He can give me advice and his cultivation can shelter me from the wind and rain. If you miss it, where will you find the second one in this life?

My thoughts were a little confused. Wu Qingmei was grateful to put aside these terrible thoughts. Seeing Yun Jing's actions of tidying up the table, she immediately calmed down and asked in surprise: "Young Master Yun, are you...?"

Yun Jing looked at her strangely, smiled and said, "Brother Wu's promise has been fulfilled. It's time to leave, so I won't disturb Miss Ye anymore."

"Why are you so anxious, but you are not in good health? After being introduced by your friend Mr. Wu, please come and paint for me. If you leave, what do you think about Mr. Wu? I'm afraid he and I don't even have friends," Wu Qingmei said anxiously.

If Yun Jing left, it would be better to say that this would go against the way of hospitality. Another convenience would be that she would set off to return home tomorrow. Who knew if she would have a chance to meet in the future? She was still a little reluctant to leave.

Yun Jing kept packing the table and said calmly: "Miss is too worried, it is not because of the lack of hospitality. I have said before that I am preparing for the exam recently. Time is tight and I cannot delay it. Besides, there are no outsiders here, you and I are alone and a man and a woman. If you stay for a long time, it will be harmful to your reputation, but I dare not stay for a long time. As for Brother Wu, I will explain it to him."

I am really considerate and consider my reputation. With my current identity, I shouldn’t be with strange men too much... Well? What’s going on? Why do I think about it from his perspective everywhere?

Wu Qingmei suddenly realized something was wrong with him. In the past, he was not like this, ignored everything, and even felt disgusting when he approached him. He was even more decisive in killing him. He was not like this now!

Rumor is that if a woman falls in love with a man, she will become stupid, and I will not be...

His heart thumped, Wu Qingmei quickly threw away the terrible thought and pondered: "Young Master Yun, you don't have to be so anxious. You have to let the little girl prepare some wine to entertain her?"

"No need, it's still early now. It's not time for meals, let's go somewhere else," Yun Jing shook his head and said, as if he was almost done.

Yun Jing refused repeatedly, and Wu Qingmei stood up and "understanded". The other party was because the relationship between the two parties was not in place, and the level of long talks. The reason was because of the gentlemanly style to avoid gossiping others. If he tried to keep him, he would have been a little over the current perspective of both parties.

Well, she subconsciously considered the problem from Yun Jing's perspective, which was a bit unsuccessful.

After all, even if she is the king of a country, she is also a woman after all. Yun Jing is suspected to be a free and illusory realm. Her identity is nothing, what is the difference between her and a weak woman? Based on this point, she subconsciously considers the problem from the perspective of an ordinary woman, not to mention that the other party has saved her life...

After thinking about it, Wu Qingmei said, "Young Master Yun, you splash ink for me. I wonder how much you can be satisfied with the pen cost?"

"No need, I'll come here by someone's request. It's just a matter of raising my hands. If I still charge the pen fee, wouldn't I have no friends with Brother Wu?" Yun Jing shook his head and said, after packing up his things.

Don't you need to pay for the money?

Wu Qingmei was really stunned. This painting is better than a boatman's picture. Doesn't the Yunjing Sand know its value? Just like this, Qingpiaopiao doesn't want anything?

"How can this make Mr. Yun not know its value based on the achievements of this painting alone?" Wu Qingmei asked what he thought.

Yun Jing shrugged indifferently and said, "What's the value? To me, it's just some pigment money, how many yuan can it be worth?"

Is that what is the calculation? Wu Qingmei was stunned and thought to himself that talented people are so strange.

Thoughts flashed, she said, "Young Master Yun is noble, but if the little woman does not express her feelings, how can she meet someone? It is better to do this. If you give Mr. Yun some a little bit of a piece of drows, it will not only taint Mr. Yun's eyes, but also a blasphemy to this painting. I heard from Brother Wu that Mr. Yun's family lives in a very bad way. The journey is long. The little woman will move to another place next, so she will give this house to Mr. Yun to express her feelings. Please don't postpone it."

This is actually a reward that Wu Qingmei had thought of early in the morning. He bought this house as a special payment fee. For this reason, the transfer procedures were all under Yun Jing's name. It should be noted that this house is worth 200,000 taels on the ground where every inch of land in Dali City is valuable, and it is not expensive to cover more than ten acres.

But now it seems that the house alone is not enough. After all, what she thought before was that Yun Jing's painting would be as good as the portrait picture she had treasured before. But who knew that Yun Jing's paintings were far beyond expectations and even better than the so-called boatman's paintings. In this way, the house alone is far from enough.

How to compensate for the excess?

As the king of a country, Wu Qingmei naturally lacks nothing, but now she hasn't thought about it. After all, she can't take any action on ordinary things.

"Miss Ye, you want to leave too?" Yun Jing said in surprise. This question was asked on purpose. After all, he knew that Ye Ling in front of him was Wu Changkong, and then quickly said: "I mean, there is no need for a girl. This is your home. Even if you stay there, you will have a thought, and you will never accept it."

Unable to hear his implicit meaning, Wu Qingmei smiled and said, "It's decided like this. In the future, I will have someone hand over the deed procedures to Mr. Yun."

Today, Wu Qingmei, who has been passive, has calmed down, decided to be strong and not to let Yun Jing refuse. Finally, she has a look like a king of a country.

As for the real value of that painting and the shortcomings, I will find a way to compensate for it in the future, anyway, there will be opportunities in the future.

"Miss Ye, why bother you? This is called what to do next," Yun Jing said speechlessly.

Wu Qingmei spread her sleeves and said calmly: "Young Master Yun can accept it with peace of mind. Although the little woman is a woman, she has a clear relationship with grudges. How can you make Young Master Yun suffer a loss?"

Tsk, I suddenly became strong, and then I looked like a king of a country. I was a little uncomfortable and said, are you planning to stop pretending? Not to mention it, it really makes people shine.

Tinking in his heart, Yun Jing shook his head and said, "Why is this trouble?"

I don’t come here often for such a big house, so I don’t have the time to deal with it. The subsequent maintenance costs money...
To be continued...