Yue Menghe's words surprised Lin Feng. It seemed that her mother had fully recognized Meng Qing and actually told him so solemnly.
A smile appeared in the corner of his eyes. Lin Feng was naturally happy that his mother and Meng Qing were getting along well.
He raised his head and looked at Duan Xinye and Duan Xinye in Mengqing not far away. Lin Feng only saw the two of them discussing something. Duan Xinye seemed to be more relaxed at this time, with a bright smile on his face. .
This made a stone fall in Lin Feng's heart. With a wife like this, what else could he say? Yue Menghe didn't need to say it. He himself knew what he should do and cherish the woman who loved him deeply.
Thinking of what Mengqing and Duan Xinye had said to him, Lin Feng smiled stupidly. They were not saying those empty lies, but they really did it. Mengqing did what she said to him before and didn't care about him. There were other women around her, and Duan Xinye once said that she didn't care about her status, as long as she followed him, Lin Feng.
"Lucky guy."
Lin Hai on the side murmured, with a smile in his eyes as well. His son was so outstanding and got two such good wives, so he, as a father, was naturally happy.
"What, you mean you are not lucky?"
Yue Menghe glared at Lin Hai, which made Lin Hai stunned. Then his eyes flashed and he smiled tremblingly: "No, I am also a lucky guy."
After saying that, Lin Hai lowered his head and continued carving.
This heartwarming scene made the smile on Lin Feng's face brighter and brighter. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly and he whispered: "I finally know what my father is afraid of."
"Be careful what you say, you brat." Lin Hai glared and looked at Lin Feng unkindly, causing Lin Feng to quickly shake his head and look away, as if nothing happened.
"Go and treat Mengqing and Xinye well."
Yue Menghe looked at the two women not far away and smiled at Lin Feng. Lin Feng nodded slightly, raised his steps, and walked slowly to the two women.
At this time, Mengqing was also holding a paintbrush and a roll of paper in front of her, and was learning to draw patterns with Duan Xinye stroke by stroke.
Both of them ignored Lin Feng and were immersed in their own fun. Lin Feng was left alone.
Everything developed in a direction that Lin Feng had not expected, but that made him happy.
Duan Xinye stayed in Acacia Forest for two days. During these two days, she stayed with Mengqing, teaching Mengqing how to paint, and occasionally chatting happily. Poor Lin Feng was left alone for two whole days, and the two women ignored him. , which made him extremely depressed. He really didn’t know who he had offended...
It wasn't until the third day that Duan Wuya sent someone to the Acacia Forest, picked up Duan Xinye, and brought a message to Lin Feng.
The envoy of the Longshan Empire, Ruo Lanshan, asked Lin Feng to gather outside the palace in three days to prepare for departure. This time, they will go to the Longshan Empire.
As soon as this news came out, Xueyue Kingdom suddenly started to make a fuss again. The people from the Snowy Country Competition were finally setting off. Ahead of the Longshan Empire, I don’t know how many people from Xueyue Kingdom are going to participate in the Snowy Country Competition this time.
Lin Feng was also guessing that Ruo Lanshan had not really made a choice and finally decided on the day of departure.
However, no matter whether it is three days or not, the snow-covered competition is only a matter of time. If we start earlier, we can learn more about and experience the geniuses of the empire.
"Presumably Duan Wudao, Duan Wuya, Yue Tianming and others have all been invited."
Lin Feng secretly guessed in his heart, but it was not at this moment. At this time, Lin Feng was sitting on the ground in the bamboo forest. On the ground, there was a huge straw mat, and a picture scroll was placed on it.
Lin Feng, holding a paintbrush, kept drawing across the scroll.
Three meters in front of Lin Feng, Mengqing was sitting there, letting Lin Feng move the gestures in her hands. She was still so quiet, as if there was nothing else in the world except the woman in front of her and the paintbrush in her hand. .
The outline of a woman was slowly outlined in Lin Feng's pen. She was gentle and graceful, holy as a fairy, with a bit of airiness. However, in the painting, it seemed to lack a deep sense of beauty.
"no."
Lin Feng shook his head slightly, seemingly dissatisfied, and then tore open the scroll he had written and printed his palm on it. A ball of flame suddenly rose up, burning the paper into ashes.
"Lin Feng, how long do you want to continue painting?"
Mengqing whispered, she has been here for a long time. Lin Feng also drew many pictures, but none of them succeeded.
The scroll he drew was torn apart and burned.
This made Meng Qing feel a little depressed. Originally it was Duan Xinye who taught her how to paint, but later Lin Feng insisted on painting her designs, and he also wanted her to be in front of him all the time.
"That's until I can draw you."
Lin Feng took the trouble and smiled at Mengqing.
Mengqing was silent, and then she still sat there without leaving. She was fresh and refined. She was a beautiful scenery leaning there.
There was a rustling sound, and another portrait came out. Lin Feng looked at this portrait, and then at Mengqing. It was very similar to Lin Feng. Now, Lin Feng can paint all the faces of people. The only thing missing is Heat.
"No." Another whisper came out of Lin Feng's mouth, the pen tip scratched, the picture scroll shattered, the light of the flame rose slightly, and another picture was burned by Lin Feng.
Taking the roll of paper, Lin Feng put it on the table in front of him. His eyes were as usual, looking at Mengqing again, as if in his eyes, there was only Mengqing, a woman, and nothing else. .
Lifting the pen, Lin Feng was silent for a moment, and then began to write again, carving simple and scummy patterns.
The rustling sound kept coming, the breeze blew through the bamboo forest, and the quiet space was filled with a romantic atmosphere.
"That's not right..."
"That's not right..."
"Still not right..."
Lin Feng kept drawing the appearance of Mengqing, which looked very similar, but what was missing was a bit of charm, the charm that belonged to life, the charm that was so holy and beautiful that it eclipsed all things.
I don’t know how many scrolls Lin Feng had burned. Mengqing was still sitting there, looking at this beautiful bamboo forest and Lin Feng, who was frowning. She didn’t feel the slightest bit impatient. On the contrary, in her heart, There is only the slightest hint of sweetness.
Lin Feng was looking at her; and she was also looking at Lin Feng.
Even if there is no communication, many times, they can understand the meaning in each other's eyes with just a simple glance.
Time passes slowly, night covers the sky, and the world becomes pitch black. Night comes and then ends. Night and day alternate. Time flies so fast.
However, Lin Feng has been silent, from day to night, and from night to day, with the ebb and flow of flowers blooming and falling, as if he wants to see all the prosperity of the world.
Finally, on the third day, Lin Feng raised the brush in his hand slightly and froze in the air.
He looked at Mengqing and just looked at it. The breeze blew by and lifted up Lin Feng's long hair, and then his eyes slowly closed.
Lin Feng closed his eyes without looking at Mengqing again, but at this time, his hand finally fell.
The sound of rustling floated out again, but all this was not messy at all, but clear and natural, as if it were made by nature.
Lin Feng closed his eyes, but his hands kept dancing so smoothly. It was as if all the obstacles in the past three days were poured out at this moment, all in one go, without even a pause.
"call!"
The sound of the wind stirred, and Lin Feng opened his eyes. Looking at the picture in front of him, Lin Feng's face was finally filled with a bright smile, a smile that could not be concealed.
Finally, it was painted. At this moment, the painting under his pen has the charm of life and the charm of beauty, and is not just a simple and beautiful picture.
Mengqing raised her head and looked at the picture scroll that Lin Feng spent countless efforts on sculpting for three whole days. Mengqing smiled, brightly.
So beautiful, she is so perfect in this picture, like a fairy in a flower, she wants to step out of the painting.
"Finally painted."
Lin Feng whispered something and smiled with satisfaction.
"Lin Feng, since you can describe it with your eyes closed, why do you keep doing it like this?"
"Because I need to feel your presence until you are imprinted in my mind and heart."
Lin Feng whispered and smiled softly: "With this picture scroll, I can look at this picture when I think about you. As for why I closed my eyes to draw, because I want to draw, It’s you, Meng Qing. I can’t draw you with my eyes, only with my heart!”
Mengqing felt that her eyes were a little sour, and she smoothed her long hair with her hands. It was so beautiful that everything lost its color. Lin Feng closed his eyes and painted. He was painting with his own heart, and what he painted was not only Mengqing's face is also Mengqing's heart!