Man Bao had already closed the sword, let Wei Yu hold it, and tidied his cuffs carefully. She stepped back a few steps and looked at him standing by the window, bathed in the spring sun, his face seemed to be radiant. The ordinary Wei Yu nodded in satisfaction.
Based on her understanding of Changyu, if she could see Wei Yu like this with her own eyes, she would also be fond of him.
Wei Yu didn't have much to think about at the moment, Zhou Man was giving orders and actions, but Bai Shan shook his head quietly, thinking that Princess Changyu only liked putting on airs.
Isn't Wei Yu handsome looking at the homework
Man Bao ran to Bai Shan's side and saw him spread out the paper, so he looked at the paints he had picked out, then turned his head to look at Wei Yu, then picked out the paints and ground them for him.
Naturally, Bai Shan is not as careful and thoughtful as Ming Da, so he didn't intend to make this small portrait too detailed, but he just painted his facial features and clothes vividly.
Bai Shan outlined the person with a few strokes, and then began to draw slowly, raising his head to glance at Wei Yu from time to time.
While helping, Man Bao talked to Wei Yu, "Mr. Wei, since you know swordsmanship, how about polo?"
Wei Yu also heard people say that Princess Changyu likes to play polo. Knowing that Zhou Man was quietly revealing Princess Changyu's preference, he smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'm not very good at playing polo. Ball, but I have seen my friends play it, and I need riding skills."
Man Bao nodded, and asked curiously, "What kind of entertainment does Mr. Wei like? Besides reading, playing chess, drawing and writing."
Wei Yu opened his mouth, but it stopped for a moment.
Man Bao understood at a glance that he was gone.
Even if she had expected it a long time ago, she couldn't help sighing quietly in her heart at this time, then they really have nothing in common.
She glanced at Bai Shan, who just happened to raise his head to look at her.
After their eyes met, they looked away tacitly, and Bai Shan continued to paint with his head down calmly.
Standing by the window, Wei Yu, who knew they were engaged early, became silent.
Man Bao has found a new topic, "Then do you like to eat? Princess Changyu likes delicious food very much."
Who doesn't like delicious food
But eating and drinking are the same as having fun, why should you care too much
Delicacy is naturally good, but simple tea and light meals are also good, but Wei Yu didn't say that, but nodded with a smile: "People in the world can't do without food and drink, who doesn't like delicious food?"
Man Bao seemed to have finally found their common ground, and said happily: "That's really great, I don't know what Mr. Wei likes to eat."
Wei Yu smiled and said two of his favorite foods, and then asked Man Bao what Princess Changyu likes to eat
Man Bao paused, thought for a long time, and finally said: "She likes to eat anything that is delicious."
This answer was too broad, Wei Yu blinked and looked at Zhou Man.
Man Bao was slightly embarrassed and laughed with Wei Yu.
Bai Shan also thought of Princess Changyu's preferences, couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, raised his head to look at Wei Yu, and then continued to draw in detail.
He didn't want to paint in detail, but it took more than an hour. The servants walked back and forth outside the door twice, wanting to invite them to lunch, but they didn't dare to disturb them.
When Bai Shan finally finished writing, Wei Yu was still stiff and numb standing by the window. He moved lightly first, and felt that the numbness in his legs had subsided a lot, and then he hung the sword back with no expression on his face. wall, and walk over to look at the painting.
Seeing himself in the painting, Wei Yu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled at Bai Shan after a while, "Brother Bai drew me too well."
Bai Shan smiled and said, "The charm is less than one-tenth of Brother Wei's."
Wei Yu looked at himself in the painting and exclaimed, "Brother Bai is too modest, this painting can become a family heirloom."
It is just appropriate to keep it for future generations to pay homage to their ancestors.
Bai Shan left the table and went to the shelf to clean his hands. Hearing this, he smiled lightly and said, "Brother Wei likes it, so you can leave it to future generations, and use it as an admiration in the future."
Wei Yu laughed and said, "How can this be, this painting is not mine."
After he finished speaking, he was taken aback for a moment, and his face flushed when he realized it.
Man Bao had already burst out laughing, and said, "Isn't the princess's also your descendant's?"
Bai Shan also narrowed his eyes with a smile.
Wei Yu bowed his head in embarrassment, and when he turned his head and saw the servant standing by the window again, he cleared his throat.
The servants outside the door immediately came in and invited them to have lunch.
Wei Yu also hurriedly turned to invite them to the front hall for dinner.
Bai Shan dried his hands, nodded with a smile, and went to the front hall with Man Bao.
At this moment, everyone in the Wei family has eaten, and Bai Shan is here, so it is not easy to eat with the female relatives, so the three of them form a table alone.
When eating, Man Bao also paid special attention to what Wei Yu ate, and found that he was really impartial and ate a little of everything.
When Man Bao was thinking, he couldn't help bringing out bad habits, biting his chopsticks and looking at Wei Yulai.
Bai Shan's foot touched hers lightly under the table, Man Bao immediately regained his senses, and continued eating as if nothing had happened.
When they left Wei's house with the paintings to dry, Bai Shan couldn't help complaining, "You never cared so much about my preferences."
Man Bao said: "Growing up together, who doesn't know who? Then I want to ask what is your favorite food?"
Without waiting for Bai Shan to answer, Man Bao said directly: "You like fish the most, or mandarin fish."
Bai Shan opened his mouth, but finally closed his mouth. Forget it, what she said is right, we grew up together, no one knows who.
But he was still a little unhappy, so the two of them didn't speak along the way.
When he got home, Man Bao stretched out his hand to him, Bai Shan reacted for a while before realizing that she was going to take the painting in his hand.
His face darkened, he patted the rolled up painting on her hand, turned around and left.
Daji led the horse and stood aside, and when the young master walked away, he asked Man Bao, "Why is the young master so angry?"
Man Bao raised his head and snorted, turned around and left with the painting, angry, who wouldn't know it.
Daji looked at Man Bao who was angrily going to the other side, and turned back to look at the other side after a while, and sure enough, he saw a figure standing there on the floor tiles at the corner.
Seeing the figure pause for a long time before leaving, Daji shook his head slightly, and put the horse in the stable.
Man Bao returned to his room with the painting, only then remembered that her book basket was still in the study in the yard over there, but she was at odds with others, and she didn't want to go there, so she casually put the painting in the On the table, I decided to talk about it later.
Zhou Lijun heard the clanging sound from the room next door, so he ran out and asked, "Sister, what are you doing?"
Man Bao, who could drop a book on the ground, picked up the book and replied, "It's nothing, I'm looking for a book."