Bai Shan said affirmatively: "There must be an accident in Beijing, and it must be related to His Majesty's prince, otherwise the master would not write a letter to us."
"He didn't write, which means that he wrote to us at this time, whether it was greetings or business, it might not be good for us or the prince, so he didn't say anything or write anything."
Zhou Man muttered, "But back in the capital, living under the same roof, can those people still stare at Mr. Zhuang and not talk to me?"
Bai Shan then nodded her nose and said with a smile: "You still have to do some superficial work, that's enough, let's get some rest, we'll be on our way in a few days, so we need to have a good rest these few days."
Bai Shan reached out and touched her stomach, "You have suffered this time."
Zhou Man said indifferently: "Although Jingzhong urged me to return to Beijing earlier, they didn't set a time limit for me. I will go all the way back by carriage, so I won't be too tired. Don't worry."
Bai Shan took him into his arms, "When you get back to the capital, write to me to say you're safe."
Zhou Man responded, looked up at him in his arms, and said with a slight smile: "I will write you a letter, I will pick up my painting skills when I return to Beijing, and I will draw my self-portrait for you after I learn it. If you miss me Alright, just look at my painting."
Bai Shan couldn't help laughing, "When will you learn to draw well?"
"Why don't I paint it for you right now," Bai Shan said softly, "It also saves the messengers from having to work hard and send us paintings back and forth."
Bai Shan did what he said, and the next day, taking advantage of the sunny day, he skipped half a day's work and came back to find Zhou Man, who dragged him to the garden to paint.
Zhou Man wore new clothes, and Jiu Lan specially combed Zhou Man's unique hairstyle and put on several pieces of jewelry that she would never touch.
After applying lip balm and walking out of the room facing the sun, Bai Shan blinked.
Seeing him staring blankly at her, Zhou Man stretched out his hand and waved in front of him, "You're back to your senses."
Bai Shan came back to his senses, his ears were slightly red, he looked away involuntarily, then turned back to look at her after a while, took her hand and said: "I asked someone to prepare pens, inks, papers and inkstones in the open pavilion in the garden, let's go." .”
Zhou Man agreed, and the two went to the garden hand in hand.
Just a short distance away, Bai Shan glanced at her seven or eight times, and Zhou Man couldn't help reaching out to touch the jewelry on his temples, "Is it crooked?"
"No." Bai Shan shook his head and said, "It's very beautiful."
Zhou Man was thoughtful, "Is that because I seldom dress up, so I was dumbfounded?"
Bai Shan pursed his lips and smiled, with a flash of light in his eyes, he nodded and said: "It's very rare, except when we got married, I only saw you dressed like this when entering the palace to participate in the palace banquet during the Chinese New Year, but it's still different."
"What's the difference?"
Bai Shan then stopped, turned around and looked at her seriously, looked her up and down several times, then stared at her face and said: "It's just different, you'll know when I draw it."
Zhou Man: "Trick me?"
Bai Shan shook his head, "If you don't believe me, if you insist on what I say, it used to be beautiful, like a lotus that just came out of water, but now it's peach blossom and jade noodles, shining like spring flowers."
His face was as thick as Zhou Man's, and he couldn't help but blushed at this time, even his neck was red, he couldn't say a word, he lowered his head slightly, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.
Bai Shan smiled at the sight, and dragged Zhou Man to open a painting.
Bai Shan put his heart into this painting. He began to paint it when the sun was in full bloom, and slowly drew it in the evening. The children of Bai Jingxing searched for them all over the house. When they finally found them, their father ignored her. She could only rely on her mother, I couldn't help looking up at her with my little head up.
Zhou Man picked her up and sat on his lap, and asked with a smile, "What are you looking at?"
Bai Jingxing hugged her neck and looked at her seriously, "Mother, you are so pretty."
Zhou Man's eyes were bright, and he whispered: "It looks good, I will often wear it for you to see in the future."
The kid Bai Jingxing nodded repeatedly.
Bai Shan, who was painting at the side, frowned, and said to Zhou Man: "It takes a long time to change clothes and dress up, and she is naughty, so it's not easy to dress her up, so let's forget it."
Zhou Man pursed his lips and smiled, "Then wait until you return to Beijing, and you will bring it with you to dress up."
Bai Shan showed a smile, nodded and said: "Yes, I will take her with me when the time comes, and I won't be afraid of her being naughty."
Bai Jingxing looked at her father and then at her mother, and immediately complained: "I'm not naughty, I'm very obedient."
No one believes this, even Bai Shan who loves his daughter can't go against his conscience.
Bai Shan finished adding to the painting, looked at the person with bright eyes and white teeth in the painting, couldn't help but looked up at Zhou Man and smiled, "Do you look like it?"
Zhou Man looked at himself in the painting, a little unbelievable, "This is me?"
Bai Shan turned his head and ordered: "Go and bring the bronze mirror, so that you ladies can take a good look at yourself."
Wu Yue and the others didn't move at all, they surrounded the painting and exclaimed: "It really seems, lady, this is you."
It made Zhou Man go back and stare at himself in the bronze mirror, looking more and more happily, and said complacently, "So I'm really so good-looking?"
Bai Shan, who had already washed up, passed behind her in his underwear. Hearing this, he stopped, turned around and straightened her head, "I'll remove your hair, and you've been watching for half an hour."
"It looks good."
Bai Shan couldn't help laughing out loud, "It's pretty.
Seeing that she liked it so much, Bai Shan simply drew another picture in the next two days.
One of them is her current appearance, and I will give it to her when I finish painting, "Take it back to the capital, and find someone to frame it when the time comes, and take a look if you feel bad in the future."
Zhou Man took it in a daze, "Shall I see my own paintings?"
"Yes, you must feel better when you see how good-looking you are."
Zhou Man took a step back and felt that what he said was very reasonable, so he put the painting away.
The other painting is Zhou Man a few years ago that Bai Shan drew from his memory.
It is a painting in winter. She is carrying a medicine box and coming back from the snow through the snow. She is still wearing a red cloak. The girl in the painting raises her eyes slightly, and seems to be looking at the front in surprise. Smiling, starry eyes...
It is not as stunning as yesterday's painting, but there is a playful and quiet feeling lingering.
Zhou Man liked the painting very much and asked, "When was this me?"
Bai Shan smiled and said: "When you were sixteen years old, you went to Zhao Guogong's mansion for an outpatient clinic. When you came back, Bai Er and I were making snowmen in the yard."
Zhou Man: "Why don't I remember?"
"How can you remember a very ordinary time?" Bai Shan said with a smile: "If you have to remember these things, how many things do you have to put in your mind?"
Zhou Man: "Then how do you remember?"
Bai Shan stared at her and said: "Because you were so good-looking when you walked in, I remembered it immediately, and I can't forget it after that."
Zhou Man lowered his head, blushed a little, then raised his head not to be outdone, and reached out to touch his forehead, "What's wrong with you these days, why do you always say such things?"
Bai Shan asked without changing his expression, "Don't you like it?"
The corners of Zhou Man's mouth could not help but curl up, and he whispered: "I still like it very much, but don't keep talking, I will be ashamed."
Bai Shan: "This is very rare."
The good atmosphere soon dissipated, Zhou Man stepped on his foot and crushed it, Bai Shan immediately apologized, "Ma'am, I was wrong."
He just got used to it and never stopped.