Chapter 129 Painting
Chapter 129 Painting
These two men are ruthless and have not slept all night.
They were able to jump into the room through the window together in the early morning without any prior arrangement. It must have taken a lot of effort to make this scene a success.
Wen Xiangzhu ate his breakfast slowly, thinking about what the traveling doctor had said yesterday, and looked at Shen Jiayu unconsciously.
She pretended to be gentle and virtuous while eating breakfast. Wen Xiangzhu really couldn't understand why the traveling doctor would believe that the strange feeling meant that he liked Shen Jiayu?
Shen Jiayu noticed his gaze and felt nervous, and the breakfast in her hand no longer tasted good.
She had no idea why Wen Xiangzhu kept looking at her with such an inquiring look. It was truly terrifying.
But in the eyes of the servants serving them, this scene made them feel that they were very loving.
Look how much the master of the house likes his wife. He can’t get enough of looking at her even after staying with her for a whole night. He has to look at his wife before he can eat breakfast.
Oh my God, I wish I could meet someone like this.
If the person involved knew that they were thinking this way, they would probably feel speechless.
There was nothing going on in the Third Prince's Mansion these days, so Wen Xiangzhu stayed at home.
I heard that the third prince Qi Rui went to the palace with Wen Xiangzhu's idea and was kept in the palace by Concubine Shu for a while.
Only Wen Xiangzhu could probably guess that it was not Concubine Shu who kept Qi Rui, but Emperor Jing'an who kept Qi Rui in the palace to discuss matters related to river repair and, more importantly, matters concerning the border.
After Wen Xiangzhu finished eating, he said softly to Shen Jiayu: "Madam, I have something to tell you. Please come with me to the study."
Shen Jiayu, who had only one bite left to swallow, almost choked to death because of this sentence.
"Ahem..." Shen Jiayu swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty, "Okay."
She responded, got up nervously and followed Wen Xiangzhu, not knowing what he was thinking.
The two of them came to the study. Wen Xiangzhu got straight to the point. He sat lazily on the chair, looked at Shen Jiayu and said, "You said you came from a book. What is the world like on your side?"
The scenes vaguely seen in his mind were too real, and he had to know whether they were true or false.
I asked this question to verify again whether what Shen Jiayu said was true.
Shen Jiayu was a little confused, his almond-shaped eyes rolled around, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.
She thought back to the day she came here, it was really miserable.
She also thought of the carefree life at home, occasionally drinking a little wine, taking a nap, reading a book and enjoying the scenery. The good life was far away from her.
Shen Jiayu slowly began to talk about some of the things that happened in the real world. She left out some of the high-tech things because they were too unreal for Wen Xiangzhu. It was one thing if he didn't believe it, but it was another if he didn't believe it and thought she was crazy.
Wen Xiangzhu was touched after hearing this, and there was a dark tide in his eyes.
A peaceful and tranquil world, without so many hierarchies that make people feel suffocated...
But these are not the point, this is not what he wants to know most.
"I want to see your clothes. Draw them." Wen Xiangzhu's words could not be refused. He was ordering.
Shen Jiayu naturally understood what he meant. There was no room for her to refuse, so she could only do as he said.
After all, Wen Xiangzhu is at a higher position than her here.
Shen Jiayu put on a smile, with the strongest smile on her lips shown in front of Wen Xiangzhu, while there was a hint of embarrassment and shyness in her eyes.
"Let me make it clear first, I can't draw. You've seen what I drew. I can only try my best to make it look like the real thing!"
Wen Xiangzhu's eyelids twitched, remembering that when Shen Jiayu didn't know the Yunli language, he often used some pictures to replace it. He could barely understand some of it by half guessing, but he was still a little confused.
Having said that, he was really a little worried, wondering if he could understand what Shen Jiayu said.
"It must be drawn to look like it. If you want to draw something else to appease me, I advise you not to do so."
Wen Xiangzhu raised his eyes, and his sharp phoenix eyes pierced into Shen Jiayu's eyes fiercely, with an obvious threat in his eyes.
Shen Jiayu's throat rolled up and down, her heartbeat accelerated unconsciously, and she nodded quickly and said, "How dare I lie to you! I'll draw it right away!"
She turned and ran to the desk, spread out the paper, and began to paint.
Within the time it took to burn an incense stick, she brought over the ten paintings and placed them on the ground one by one for Wen Xiangzhu to see.
"Look! There are too many costumes, and I only drew ten of them." Shen Jiayu was very pleased with his paintings.
After all, the drawing this time is pretty good. The clothes are clothes and the skirt is a skirt.
Shen Jiayu stole a glance at Wen Xiangzhu's expression, thinking secretly in his heart.
He probably won't say anything, right?
The level of my painting this time is much better than usual, and it looks quite realistic.
Wen Xiangzhu glanced at the things on the ground that Shen Jiayu called paintings, and the corners of his mouth twitched inadvertently.
Sure enough, he shouldn't have had any expectations of Shen Jiayu.
How could she possibly draw that with her level? The lines are not even as good as those of a three-year-old child. Not only does her drawing lack shape, it also lacks the beauty of clothing.
It looks more like a strange-shaped mountain...
When Wen Xiangzhu withdrew his gaze and was about to stop looking, his eyes suddenly fixed on a certain painting with a blink of an eye.
As if he couldn't see it clearly, Wen Xiangzhu stood up, walked to the side of the painting, picked it up and looked at it.
His voice was slightly trembling as he asked, "What is this?"
The pattern on this piece of clothing was something he had seen in his dream. It was the clothing Shen Jiayu had worn. It was painted with something green that looked like a plant, and it also looked very much like a cannon barrel used in the military.
This strange thing has leaves on the left side of its head that look like the fuse of a cannon, and a round mouth on the right side that is ready to fire something, with branches and leaves at the bottom.
Wen Xiangzhu remembered this strange thing very clearly.
The ugly thing in Shen Jiayu's painting is very similar to the strange thing in the door.
Shen Jiayu only took a glance and knew what Wen Xiangzhu was asking, with a faint smile on his face.
The Pea Shooter looks very much like artillery fire, no wonder Wen Xiangzhu is so concerned about it.
"Oh, this is the pajamas I wear in that world, or sleepwear." Shen Jiayu said casually without taking it seriously.
She has several such pajamas, which she wears in turn, but her favorite is the Pea Shooter.
Wen Xiangzhu remained silent, walked to the desk with the painting, painted casually, picked up his painting and said to Shen Jiayu.
"That's how it was." His tone was firm.
When Shen Jiayu turned around, his heart beat faster and suddenly jumped into his throat.
Um? ? ! !
How did he know it looked like this?!
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