Chapter 66

But Qin Yan didn't answer and looked at Hua Ni for a long time.

Hua Ni was flustered and looked at the white jade hairpin in her hand. She was nervous. "Husband, don't you like it? I know this hairpin is not as good as yours, but, but... "

Some couldn't go on. She took it down for him without asking Qin Yan. How could Qin Yan be happy?

Qin Yan hates people making their own decisions.

"Let's go!"

Hua Ni is puzzling about how to say, but Qin Yan has turned around without taking the hairpin.

Flower Ni corner of the mouth a bend, and smile to follow.

After dinner, Hua Ni knocks on Qin Yan's door.

Qin Yan is reading, but not like reading, holding the book thoughtfully, with a heavy complexion.

Hua Ni knew that he must have something on his mind. In fact, Qin Yan came out to wait for her today. With her hands on her back and her head down, she knew that Qin Yan had something on her mind. She came and asked, "husband, what are you thinking?"

Qin Yan was interrupted by her, shaking his head, "nothing."

How could it be nothing?

Obviously, there is something Qin Yan doesn't want to say. Hua Ni can't ask, but she doesn't care. She comes to Qin Yan for something else.

"Husband, are you busy?"

Qin Yan put down the book and looked back at her, obviously waiting for her.

Hua Ni smiles, "husband, I helped your uncle last time. Do you remember that you promised me an advantage?"

“…… It's true

Seeing that Qin Yan was a little nervous, Hua Ni laughed, "husband, don't worry. My advantage is very simple. Your paintings sell very well. Can you draw some more for me?"

If she said anything else, Qin Yan immediately nodded, but she was talking about painting

The corner of Qin Yan's mouth moved, and he didn't say a word.

Hua Ni was nervous when she saw his expression. She thought that Qin Yan would nod her head as long as she spoke about it. After all, he would buy her jewelry yesterday. She thought painting was a small matter.

however, Qin Yan's appearance seemed too direct. She should have prepared for it. Hua Ni swallowed nervously, "well, I know my husband wants to read, but I don't have that So much time, painting one or two... "

After all, it's a fool not to earn money!

But Qin Yan still didn't speak. His figure blocked most of the light of the oil lamp. He couldn't see clearly what he looked like. He just felt that he was staring at himself all the time with an incomprehensible look.

He was a little nervous, and Hua Ni felt that her request seemed to be a little abrupt, so she found a step for herself, "if my husband is busy, just treat me..."

"Good!"

When he thought he was going to refuse, Qin Yan nodded.

When talking, Qin Yan has spread out a piece of rice paper. When she wants to grind ink, Hua Ni first picks up the ink ingot, "husband, I'll come."

Qin Yan's hand stopped and took a deep look at her.

Hua Ni always thinks Qin Yan is strange today. She can't help but ask, "husband, what's the matter with you? It's like I've been on my mind all the time. "

“…… No

"If not, even the Paperweight is askew."

Hua Ni smiles and smoothes the Paperweight by pressing it on the edge of the rice paper. Then she straightens the paperweight. She looks up and bumps into Qin Yan's eyes. Then Qin Yan opens her eyes unnaturally.

Hua Ni frowned. Today's Qin Yan is really strange.

But I didn't care too much, so I took the ink ingot and began to grind it. Although Duan Inkstone's ink speed was not as fast as Tao inkstone and she inkstone, it was better than hair ink number. Ink was as oily as oil. It was bright in inkstone, and the essay rotated smoothly.

After studying the ink, Hua Ni picked up the pen and handed it to Qin Yan, "husband, please."

Qin Yan is so eyes deep to see her one eye, just took over.

Hua Ni really thinks that Qin Yan's eyes are strange.

Originally wanted to see him painting, but Qin Yan always looked at her so much that she felt uncomfortable. So she went back to her room and took the embroidery. She sat down and embroidered while watching Qin Yan's paintings.

Since she took over the embroidery job, Mrs. Qin has not been allowed to do it again. Once she had money to sell paintings, she didn't want to do such eye-catching jobs. But thinking that she had a beginning and an end to her life, Hua Ni put aside her time to embroider, and then she took it to the embroidery shop.

Recently, I don't know if I'm too tired. Hua Ni felt sleepy when she was embroidering. Holding her head, she hit a lighter and had a nightmare. She dreamt that she was sleeping on Jin Yuanbao. But she didn't want to fall down suddenly.

Hua Ni is surprised, wake up, wake up to see Qin Yan looking at her, see her wake up the way, "wake up?"

Hua Ni rubbed her sleepy eyes and came over to have a look. The painting was already good. It was a landscape painting. Hua Ni wondered, "husband, why don't you draw bamboo today?"

Qin Yan didn't look at her. He lowered his head to clean up the brush and ink. He said faintly, "the painting is always a little greasy."

"That's true!"

Hua Ni takes it up and looks at it with a smile. No matter what it is, it's good to sell money. She looks at it, but her heart suddenly moves, "husband, why don't you write a word?"“…… What's the question? "

Hua Ni was asked a Leng, "I don't know, you see, I think the title word should sell better."

Qin Yan just picked up the pen, but he didn't know how to think of Hua Ni's letter of divorce on her wedding night. He handed it to Hua Ni, "I don't know what to write. Why don't you come here?"

Is this a test for her?

Hua Ni is also a man who does not admit defeat. She deliberately shows off to Qin Yan, so she takes it. She bites her lip and thinks about it. She smiles and writes.

You can finish it in a few strokes.

Qin Yan a look, only one, some doubt, "why not finish?"

Flower Ni mysterious smile, "next I don't know, husband know?"

Looking at the pen in front of him, Qin Yan looked at the poem again. He saw the green mountains and read far away. The second half of the poem was

"How can my husband know?"

See gather in front of the Qing Yan Jiao Rong, Qiao smile Yan Ran, Qin Yan once some blush don't open a face, "I, I don't know."

Hua Ni looked at Qin Yan narrowly, "my husband doesn't even know such a famous poem. Where are the books?"

How could he not know such a simple poem?

Qin Yan gas but raised a pen, looked at the flower Ni one eye, brush a few words, floating on the paper, finished writing angry looking at the flower Ni.

It's better to take pity on the people in front of you.

In front of me

Hua Ni looks at Qin Yan and smiles happily. She hopes Qin Yan really understands, instead of looking at one and thinking about another.

Qin Yan did not have these thoughts. He only looked at the two poems with deep thoughts.

No wonder he thought Hua Ni's character was good that night. How could he feel bad?

At this moment, I found that the two characters were taught by the same master.

No matter the style of writing or the trend, there is a style.

It's the same as starting a pen.

If I don't know, I think he wrote it himself.

How to explain this coincidence?

Qin Yan fingers down a few words, as if inadvertently asked, "lady, in fact, the wedding night I want to ask you, you write this excellent, I do not know who taught?"