Chapter 1865

Man Bao had closed the sword, then let Wei Yu take it, and carefully arranged his cuffs for him. She stepped back and looked at Wei Yu standing by the window, bathed in the spring sun, whose face seemed to be plated with light, and nodded with satisfaction.

Based on her understanding of Changyu, she would like to see such Wei Yu with her own eyes.

Wei Yu didn't think much in her mind at this time. Almost Zhou man gave an instruction and an action, but Bai Shan quietly shook his head and felt that Princess Changyu liked all airs.

Isn't Wei Yu handsome looking at her writing homework?

Man Bao ran to Bai Shan. Seeing that he spread out the paper, he looked at the paint he had selected. Then he turned around and looked at Wei Yu. Then he picked the paint and ground it for him.

Bai Shan naturally didn't have Mingda's careful and thoughtful, so he didn't intend to draw the small portrait too fine, but it was vivid, and he drew his facial features and his clothes.

Bai Shan outlined the person with a few strokes, then began to draw slowly, and looked up at Wei Yu from time to time.

Man Bao helped while talking to Wei Yu, "Mr. Wei, you can both sword and polo?"

Wei Yu also heard that Princess Changyu likes to play polo. Knowing that Zhou man was quietly revealing Princess Changyu's preferences, he smiled and said, "I don't know how to play polo, but I need riding after watching my friends play."

Man Bao nodded and asked curiously, "what entertainment does Mr. Wei like? Besides reading, playing chess, drawing and writing. "

Wei Yu opened her mouth and got stuck for a moment.

Man Bao understood at a glance that he didn't have it.

Even if she had expected, she could not help sighing quietly in her heart at this time. They had no common topic.

She glanced at Bai Shan. It happened that Bai Shan was also looking up at her.

After their eyes met, they moved their eyes tacitly, and Bai Shan continued to quietly bow his head to paint.

Standing by the window, Wei Yu, who knew they had been engaged early, was silent.

Man Bao has found a new topic, "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 playing. Why care too much?

Delicacies are naturally good, but it's OK to have a simple meal, but Wei Yu didn't say that, but smiled and nodded: "people in the world can't live without eating and drinking. Who doesn't like delicious food?"

Man Bao seemed to finally find their common ground and said happily, "that's great. I don't know what Mr. Wei likes to eat."

Wei Yu smiled and said two things she liked to eat, and then asked man Baochang what Princess Yu liked to eat?

Man Baodun thought for a long time. Finally, he said, "she likes everything delicious."

This answer was too broad. Wei Yu blinked and looked at Zhou man.

Man Bao smiled at Wei Yu with some embarrassment.

Bai Shan also thought of Princess Changyu's preference. He couldn't help smiling. After looking up at Wei Yu, he continued to pick up his pen and describe it in detail.

He didn't want to draw carefully, but he also spent more than an hour. The servants walked back and forth outside the door twice. They wanted to invite them to have lunch, but they didn't dare to disturb.

When Bai Shan finally closed his pen, Wei Yu stood by the window and was stiff and numb. He first moved gently and felt that the numbness on his legs disappeared a lot. Then he hung the sword back on the wall and went to see the painting.

Seeing herself in the picture, Wei Yu was stunned. A moment later, she smiled at Bai Shan and said, "brother Bai painted me better."

Bai Shan said with a smile, "the charm is less than one tenth of brother Wei."

Wei Yu looked at the painting and exclaimed, "the white brothers are too modest. This painting can become a family heirloom's work."

It's just right to keep it for future generations to visit their ancestors.

Bai Shan left the table and went to the shelf to clean his hands. When he heard the speech, he smiled and said, "brother Wei likes it. You can leave it to future generations for worship in the future."

Wei Yu said with a smile, "how can this be? This picture is not mine."

After saying that, he was stunned and his face turned red.

Man Bao laughed and said, "isn't the princess yours?"

Bai Shan also smiled and narrowed his eyes.

Wei Yu bowed her head in embarrassment. As soon as she turned her head and saw the servant standing by the window again, she cleared her throat.

The servant outside the door immediately came in and invited them to lunch.

Wei Yu also hurriedly sideways and asked them to go to the front hall for dinner.

Bai Shan dried his hands, smiled and nodded, and went to the front hall with man Bao.

At this time, the Wei family had eaten, and Bai Shan was there. It was difficult to eat with the women's family, so the three of them formed a table alone.

At dinner, man Bao paid special attention to what Wei Yu ate and found that he was really impartial and ate some of everything.

When man Bao thought, he couldn't help but bring out bad problems. He bit his chopsticks and looked at Wei Yu.

Bai Shan's foot touched her gently under the table. Man Bao immediately recovered and pretended that nothing had happened and continued to eat.

When they left the Wei family with the dried paintings, Bai Shan couldn't help complaining: "you haven't been so concerned about my preferences."

Man Bao said, "who doesn't know who grew up together? Now I want to ask what you like best? "

Without waiting for Bai Shan's answer, man Bao said directly, "do you like fish best or mandarin fish."

Bai Shan opened her mouth and finally closed her mouth. Forget it, she's right. Who doesn't know who she grew up with.

But he was still a little unhappy, so they didn't talk all the way.

When he got home, man Bao stretched out his hand to him. Bai Shan reacted for a while before he remembered that she wanted to take the picture in his hand.

His face was dark, he patted the rolled up picture on her hand, turned and left.

Daji took the horse and stood aside. When the young master went away, he asked man Bao, "why is the young master angry?"

Man Bao raised his head, snorted, took the picture and turned away. He was angry. Who wouldn't know.

Daji looked at manbao, who went to the other side angrily. After half a ring, he looked back at the other side. Sure enough, he saw a human shadow standing there on the floor tile at the corner.

Daji saw the figure pause for a long time before leaving. He shook his head slightly and pulled the horse to the stable.

Man Bao took the picture back to his room. Then he remembered that her book basket was still in the study in the yard over there, but she didn't get along with others, so he put the picture on the table and decided to talk about it later.

When Zhou Lijun heard the jingling sound in the next room, he ran out and asked, "aunt, what are you doing?"

Man Bao, who could drop a book on the ground, picked up the book and replied, "nothing. Look for a book."