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But he still wanted to get closer. The warmth of holding hands made him feel comfortable.

The road was too dangerous and too steep, and I was too tired to keep up with them. When I was too tired, I let him drag me up, not up.

If there's no one else, I'll probably ask him to carry me up the mountain.

Lin Si was also a weak scholar, and did not go far.

After they walked for a while, they finally reached the peak of the Yellow Mountain. The sky was already bright by the time they reached it.

The sky was blue and clear. The red clouds were condensing and the burning sun was about to break through the clouds.

The mountain was still shrouded in mist. This mist was so pure that it did not have a hint of other colors. A gentle wind blew, causing the fog to part, condense, and move. This mist was extremely mysterious and enticing. The ground was covered by a huge muslin. Walking in the fog was like walking in a fairyland, but also like walking in the clouds, giving people a feeling as if they were riding on clouds and flying into the sky. Even giving way became unreal.

Shangguan Yu and the little Mu Zi quickly set up the two painting shelves they brought with them. Lin Xin's sense of responsibility was really strong.

Of course, I will not forget what I have come here for. I took out the ink and began to draw, adjusting the depth and setting it aside for his use.

Lin Xin smiled at me. "First snow, you also draw?"

I opened the bundle and took out a box of pens. When Shangguan Bing saw it, she smiled and winked at me.

I ignored him. This was the pen he gave me. What's there to be proud of?

The Yellow Mountain and the Cloud Sea were both extraordinary and extraordinary. The Yellow Mountain was surrounded by beautiful peaks, dangerous cliffs, and deep ravines. The airflow passed through the mountain ranges, jumping up and down with the circulation active. Clouds and layers of clouds that filled the sky floated with the wind. Sometimes they rose, sometimes they fell, and sometimes they swirled. They extended and unfurled, forming a strange sea of clouds.

At the summit of the mountain, when looking down at the clouds, he saw boundless clouds. It was as if he was standing on the shore of a vast ocean. Waves were rising from the mountains, and waves were splashing everywhere.

What a magnificent sight this was! Everyone was dumbstruck. Especially when the sun rose and broke through the clouds, the beauty was enough to cause people to hold their breath.

The sun was in the sky, the clouds were in the sea, and the sunlight was shining brightly. The white clouds, clouds, and waves in the sea were all dyed in a gorgeous color, like brocade, like the sea of flowers, like liquid fat, and it was indescribably beautiful. In such a combination of activity, the creation of unpredictable, the atmosphere of the fairyland of the mortal world.

What kind of clouds, what kind of clouds? I was stunned by what I saw.

Shangguan Bing knocked on my head: "What, you've been watching for a while, after a while, it dispersed, you won't be able to see this kind of beauty."

He gave me some ink. "You have to draw this first painting properly. It's a gift for me."

I nodded and began to draw.

Deep down in my bones, I miss paintings so much that once I go crazy, I sink into my own paintings.

He forgot the time, forgot everything.

I'm crazy enough to be even more crazy than I am. We've been drawing constantly, quickly, beautifully, looking at these things with different sense of touch and vision.

Shangguan Bing also did not say anything, she just stood beside me and watched, I drew one line after another.

Occasionally, he would ask.

The twinkle in those eyes and the praise in them made me especially happy.

"What kind of painting is this?" At some point, Lin Xin turned to look at me.

I chuckled. "This time, the ink is a bit dry. It's fine if you don't touch it too much."

Shangguan Liu looked at our paintings, and said to each of us: "One is agile and changeable, the other is strong and powerful, the mountain range majestic. If the two of you were to fuse with a few different mountains, or mountains that have just begun to snow, it would be better for Painter Lin to have more of the Sea of Clouds. "

I raised my face. "Lin Xin, we don't listen to the words of outsiders. There's no basis for it. We just lie there."

Shangguan Bing stared at me, and patted me on the face with one hand: "You have to be guilty. We have to listen to your advice and let you guys try it out for yourselves. "

I looked at his hateful hand. "And ink?" My face must be dirty.

It was obvious that the gentleman did not want to make a move. He was obviously purposeful: "You, Shangguan Yue, are too arrogant, tell me to be a little guilty, come and try drawing it."

"Don't ask me I don't know how to read, I've eaten more salt than you've ever eaten, the bridge you've walked across …"

I stretched out my hand and begged for mercy. "Lin Xin, tell me, do you want me to pay for pushing him away from here?" There were so many things to say.

"A man without a conscience." He chuckled and lightly pulled on a bouquet of flowers. "Draw quickly, the painting that you owe me, you won't be able to finish it even if you spend your entire life painting it all. In this life of yours, you'll just have to sell it to me." It's fine to push me down, but why don't we jump down together?

"Crazy me." I said indignantly. In his next life, wasn't it a bit too long in the future?

Lin turned his head but did not say anything. However, the disappointment in the corner of his eyes was still as obvious as ever.

I wanted him to understand, but I was afraid of hurting him. Shangguan Bing had said all these words on purpose, he, I was speechless.

He was kind to me. He treated me like a friend.

On this yellow mountain, there is nothing to consider. I am very happy, because Shangguan Yu is also here.

He looked at the great rivers and mountains, the sea of clouds churning, and said with some worry, "I'm afraid the situation will make this far away."

"What makes you think that?" I was smeared with ink.

The tip of the brush was not in the middle of the ink line. One side of the tip of the brush was lit up, the other side of the brush was covered with hair, and it had the effect of flying white. The flank line was light on one side, heavy on the other, and had a kind of sharpness to it.

After drawing, I was so satisfied that I wanted to whistle. Hehe, this is a bad habit from when I was young. Fortunately, the older he was, the better off he was.

Now, in front of him, he actually wanted to go again.

"This line is well drawn." he exclaimed.

I smiled complacently. "Of course, this is called the center of the painting. Didn't you say that I was lacking a bit of spirit? I will just paint a picture of it for you to see."

"There are still things that I have yet to bring out from my secret stash. Alright, let's see how good your skills are." He propped his chin on his hand and looked.

"Painting is a very particular thing. It has to do with a person's mood as well. The feelings you feel are different, and the concepts you express are all different. There was also ink, which was also quite important. The brush and ink could be used to create images, colors, styles, artistic conception, tastes, and other things related to painting. It can also be said to be a small trick. " It's a great sense of accomplishment, but I'm not bluffing. This is a real, years of learning experience.

"I'm not your disciple?" He rolled his eyes. "I just want to get a good painting. Women have a lot of problems, that's all."

"It seems like you asked me to say it. You've turned hostile and said too much."

"Chu Xue is right." Lin Xin said: "My painting world is far inferior to yours."

Shangguan Yu looked at him and said: "Painter Lin is the number one painter in the palace. She is only a painter when it comes to artistic conception and painting skills, she is definitely not inferior to a little palace maid."

Lin Xin just said coldly: "The wind is strong, pack up, to draw the posture of the mountain pines."

I packed and kept silent. I know, Lin Xin still needs time.

Actually, he didn't want to make him unhappy. He was so interested in getting me out of the palace so he could paint for the sake of happiness and also wanted me to see more of it.

As for me, I was a bit more selfish, and even included Shangguan Bing. His arrival made Lin Bei unhappy.

But Shangguan Xue didn't know what it meant to be humble, it was always like this.

There's nothing I can do about it. I don't want to dissuade her. It's kind of weird to be stuck in there.

It was undeniable that I was overjoyed by Shangguan Bing's arrival. No matter how silent I was, I couldn't hide my happiness.

He looked at me with disdain, picked up my drawing board, and whispered in my ear, "You really are a coward."

I rolled my eyes at him. "You, disaster comes from the mouth. You have to be careful."

Deliberately a little behind, looking at the front of the Lin Si, that lonely tall thin body, I feel a little sad.

Sighing softly, he caught up with Guan Yue and said, "Don't be like this, Shangguan. It's all on Lin Xin that I can come out. He also has to pay a lot of things."

"Let me guess." He laughed arrogantly as he bowed his head and said, "Ning Concubine must have had some good to let you out. It was nothing more than a painting."

I looked at him in disbelief. "How do you know?"

He disdainfully said, "Just that small matter in the palace has long been sharpened by people. You guys are really something. Don't think too much into it. Consort Ning is most likely disappointed. It's not like you guys are the ones who are making decisions. The emperor isn't someone you can control. "You're a person who has a heavy relationship with others. If you're disappointed, you'll have to bear it. When the time comes, you can't stand up to Imperial Concubine Ning's disappointment and grievances."

My heart jolted. What he said made sense.

He was happy at the time, so he didn't think too much about it.

I looked up at him.

"What else can we do? What can we do? The emperor is the emperor, what can you do?" "There is only one way, and that is to harden your heart." He looked at me and sighed. "Ni Chuxue would probably never learn to have a cold heart."

"Don't underestimate me too." Just as he mustered up his courage, he immediately lowered his shoulders. "That's right. I really don't know what I'm going to take out to meet Ning Xiaoyao. What she wants, we can't afford to give."

"Hai." I heaved a long sigh. "Such a beautiful scenery, such good water. Why are you thinking about all this nonsense about the palace? Since we're out and worried about everything, it wouldn't be too late to worry about it when we return." Now I'm worried about wasting all these good scenery. "

I laughed again, inhaling the spiritual breath of the mountain, letting it wash away my melancholy heart, the world, see, heart become so broad.

"That's what I like about you the most." Shangguan Bing smiled: "Always like this, revealing all of your happiness, and then …" He looked at me. "Want people to keep that smile."

I laughed. "Is that so?"