"Young Master Yu said, Feng taught me." Mo Qingfeng was stunned, then turned to the four beauties behind him and smiled: "You can go down and eat by yourself too! If you want you to serve the marquis again, everyone in the world will say that I don't have Young Master Yu to know how to cherish the fragrance and jade."

Mo Qingfeng waved his clothes, waved his sleeves, and smiled like the spring breeze, and was extremely handsome. After hearing this, the four beauties were so moved that they saw Mo Qingfeng like this. They all had pink faces and spring, and were shy and said softly: "Young Master, we volunteered to serve the young master."

Xiao Hanyu saw this scene and sighed repeatedly. He really admired Mo Qingfeng from the bottom of his heart. The name of the romantic young master of Qingfeng is really vain. It turns out that he is smiling and comforting the butterfly with soft words. It is really eye-opening.

Mo Qingfeng smiled and waved his hand again. The few people went down with shame if they wanted to speak. Xiao Hanyu and Yan Lanyue looked at him with a smile, while Wuhen looked indifferent.

After that, everyone ate their own food and spoke less. The ancients here were like the ancients in time and space, with more etiquette and most of them were silent when eating. For a while, the sounds could be heard quietly during the meal. Over the years we came here, Xiao Hanyu had already learned how to be an ancient man and integrate it with him to the best of his ability.

She thought she was now, even more ancient than the ancients. If she went back to the 21st century, she wouldn't be able to stay. She thought about it and felt funny. If she had something to do or not, could she go back? How could she be impossible!

Just use the meal, the maid poured tea on it, and the few people spoke softly. You said everything and said everything. No one was restricted, and they were already familiar with each other, so the conversation was not as scruple as when they first met, so they became smoother.

"Young Master Yu is a master of painting, and the cursive script is even more powerful. The pen and ink are vivid. It is hard to find a thousand gold. I wonder if Yue has such honor today, so he won you try it out and get a piece of ink treasure?" Yan Lanyue sat with a smile. The gentle face was stained with a faint blush because of drinking a few glasses of wine, which retreated from the image of the immortal who was not as good as the world, and added a little more charm.

Xiao Hanyu was stunned. When he was still in the future, Mo Qingfeng spoke over there: "Yes! Mr. Wen Yu's painting skills are even highly praised by Geng Yang, the world's number one painter, and the mangrove is even rare. Today, we are destined to see him. Feng should ask for a painting. I wonder if Mr. Yu can appreciate his face?"

Shang Wuhen was already in a bad mood here. When he said this, Xiao Hanyu couldn't say anything else, so he smiled and nodded.

To be honest, Xiao Hanyu is still a little proud. After all, she is recognized in this world, and it is her painting. This is not just a painting, it also represents a dream she has been in for many years, a dream she lost in her previous life, and a dream of rebirth and living a good life in this life. Do what she wants to do and live out herself.

So, she would not refuse, nor could she refuse. Because she had to do it if she liked it, she just didn't ask her to draw it. After seeing them this time, she also had to draw them. There were two beauties in the world, and she had to receive it from the door.

"Since the two young men are so proud, Yu is lucky." Xiao Hanyu looked at the two people opposite with a smile. Soon Caifeng and Caidie had already prepared their pen, ink, paper and ink, and Xiao Hanyu got up and walked to the table.

"Tingshui Pavilion" is like a dream, like a fairy mirror. When you open the window, the sound of water outside the window is gurgling, and the springs are making a sound, and the sound is crisp and pleasant. The warm wind in May blows, surrounds it, and it is soft and soft. It is extremely comfortable and comfortable.

Xiao Hanyu was in a relaxed mood and had a smooth thought. He sighed in his heart that it was such a spring scenery for painting!

Holding the pen slowly, Mo Qingfeng was approaching. His face was quite long, with starry eyebrows and beautiful eyes. There was a wild and unrestrained look between his eyebrows. He was as thin as Mo Qinghan, with deep and deep eyes. His handsome nose was flattering, his thin lips were slightly pursed, his expression was lazy, and his face was filled with a smile like spring breeze and rain. He wore a purple jade crown on his head, a delicate jade belt on his waist, and a purple robe jade belt on his face. His expression was noble and his behavior showed the style of a king.

What a handsome man! Xiao Hanyu looked at him and exclaimed in his heart. No wonder he had such a look that has attracted countless daughters' hearts.

Xiao Hanyu looked at him and laughed as she thought about it. Mo Qingfeng kept staring at her. When he saw her smiling, he looked at Xiao Hanyu for some reason.

Xiao Hanyu smiled and said nothing, lowered her head to continue painting. What kind of background is it? Such a person! Is it the most suitable place for peach blossoms? He will move when he is moved.

A forest of peach blossoms is near before my eyes, with thousands of peach trees, the sea of ​​flowers flying, the sky dancing lightly, the tenderness is dotted, and it cannot be waving. The beauty leans on the branches, embraces the tree and smiles with flowers, and the peach blossoms are all kinds of charm. I don’t know if it is the peach blossoms that decorate the beauty or the beauty that decorates the peach blossoms.

Xiao Hanyu nodded with great satisfaction after finishing the painting. Everyone praised it.

"Tell me the poem! Master Yu?" I don't know who was speaking, but I was reminding Xiao Hanyu that he was about to finish his pen. Yes! I forgot again! Xiao Hanyu nodded with a smile.

Xiao Hanyu looked up at Mo Qingfeng, and he also looked at Xiao Hanyu, looking expectant, as if waiting to see what he mentioned. Xiao Hanyu looked behind him, and there were still four women behind him, each with his eyes and eyes standing cutely, looking at Xiao Hanyu.

Xiao Hanyu smiled, his eyes turned, and then he picked up the pen and wrote: "In the dream of King Xiang, the peach blossoms, the jade man picked up the flowers and came naturally, marveling at the same spring color in the world, and his bare hands filled with fragrance."

After finishing writing, I heard someone chuckling. Xiao Hanyu thought it must be Caifeng. Caidie's two girls ignored it and continued to put the footnote on the lower footnote, "May 2, May 2, 31st year of Tianqi".

Xiao Hanyu finished his pen. This painting is considered complete.

When I put down my pen and looked up, I saw that there were smiles on my faces, especially Caifeng and Caidie. Xiao Hanyu looked at them, afraid that they would endure internal injuries.

Shang Wuhen looked at Xiao Hanyu helplessly, shook his head with a smile, Yan Lanyue also looked at Mo Qingfeng with a smile, and looked at Xiao Hanyu meaningfully. Mo Qingfeng's handsome face was flushed and his expression was a little unnatural.

Xiao Hanyu laughed secretly. This painting made Mo Qingfeng’s reputation a romantic young man. However, he was originally a person who “riding a horse and leaning on the slanting bridge, and red sleeves on the building”, so she didn’t wrong him!
Chapter completed!