"Master, have you given up on me?" Ze Fenglin came to disturb Yunguan's purity early in the morning.

"No, I think you want to give up." Yunguan felt that Ze Fenglin had no talent to learn piano at all, and she didn't know why she insisted.

But since Yunguan promised to teach Ze Fenglin to play the piano, she would not persuade him to give up on him. That would not only disappoint Ze Fenglin, but also make her a person who is untrustworthy.

"Master, I have to teach me a little bit today, I will be rewarded." Ze Fenglin's fingertips were red and swollen when practicing the piano. For Yunguan's patient teaching, he would not choose to give up halfway. After all, perseverance is the most important thing.

"I should say this, disciple, if you learn to play a piece of music, what do you want to reward you for your teacher?" Yunguan asked back, she felt that Ze Fenglin was sometimes very childish, just like Youchen.

"Master, I really brought the reward." Ze Fenglin took out a letter and shook it in front of Yunguan.

"What?" Yunguan frowned.

"I'll show you and help you read it." Ze Fenglin teased Yun Wan happily with the letter.

"If you say so, I'm afraid it's hard to know the content of this letter." Yunguan saw the powerful handwriting on the envelope and guessed who the letter came from, "Stop messing around, give it to me."

"Do you know who wrote it for you? I just want to read it so positively." Ze Fenglin kept insincere.

"You, you should not only learn the piano but also learn calligraphy and painting." At this moment, Yunguan is very similar to his master's advice to his disobedient disciples, allowing him to turn back to the right and work hard to become a talent.

"Why should I learn calligraphy and painting?" Ze Fenglin asked in confusion. He was interested in practicing calligraphy occasionally, but never painted. Every time he saw someone who could show the towering mountains or the rising moon with one stroke, he was envious.

"Learning calligraphy is of great benefit to your official career. Doesn't Linzi understand what it means to see a person?" Yunguan felt that Ze Fenglin was not very smart. "And there was a painting of mandarin ducks on my desk, but you praised the wild duck for being smart and beautiful. I thought you were joking with me at the time."

"Is there any? Why don't I remember? By the way, Master, don't keep your word." Ze Fenglin remembered Yunguan's promise to do food for him.

"What's wrong with me?" Yunguan was confused by Ze Fenglin's jumping thinking. She clearly talked about elegant art, but was still stained with the smell of worldly fireworks by Ze Fenglin.

"Last time you promised me that you would make green dragon noodles for me, and then draw wild mandarin ducks for me." Ze Fenglin almost said to be a wild duck again. Although he is gentle, he is more suitable for being a general. As long as he takes a weapon, he will be invincible.

"You didn't remember it yourself and didn't remind me. Come and send me your third brother's letter, otherwise you won't have noodles." Yunwan was scared, and she was anxious to see what Shen Yishuo wrote.

"Okay, Master, please read the letter carefully. I'll go to practice the piano." Ze Fenglin threw the letter on the table, and his mood immediately fell to the bottom.

"So good, go quickly. When Qin is almost done, I will teach you calligraphy and painting slowly." Yunguan picked up the letter and drove Ze Fenglin out of the boudoir. She didn't want others to be happy when they saw her reading the letter.

Looking at the four words "Guan'er's Kissing" and Yunguan couldn't bear to take them apart for a long time. She had never missed someone so much.

It was obvious that Shen Yishuo had only been gone for ten days, but Yunguan felt that the whole spring was about to pass.

The bustle of March 3, the blooming of orchids and flowers, the spring breeze of cuckoos, and even the spring breeze is like a warm hand, and when brushing her face, it seems to tease her heartstrings and play the song of lovesickness.

Yunguan wanted to walk along the riverside with her lover, feeling the bright and warmth and the vitality of reviving everything. Fortunately, her lover was also thinking about her. Although there was only a seven-character quatrain in the letter, Yunguan read a deep feeling of longing between the lines.

"The lotus blooms in pairs, and the branches are long and long. On the Shangsi Festival, the lovesickness is not there, and there is no place to flow."

Yunguan couldn't help but recite the poem written by Shen Yishuo to her again, but it confused the lovesickness and regrets in the poem.

Yunguan couldn't guess Shen Yishuo expressed whether Shangsi Festival was unable to accompany her. Is it because of regret that she had longed for regret or because of missing her that she felt that she had not celebrated the festival together?

So Yunguan destroyed the written reply again. The ground was covered with paper balls broken by Yunguan. It seemed as if snowballs were rolling all over the ground. She really didn't know how to reply to Shen Yishuo.

Yunguan's thoughts were completely distorted at this moment. He jumped to him on the top of the mountain and hugged her in his arms. He jumped to him to rescue her who almost fell off the horse. He even unconsciously recalled the embarrassment and embarrassment she had fallen into the water some time ago. Yunguan couldn't understand what Shen Yishuo was to her, benefactor? Brother? Lang Jun

Yunguan really wanted to calm herself down. She felt more confused than peace of mind, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of panic. I don’t know if it was because of the engagement but the marriage date was not set, or because she was always passively accepting Shen Yishuo’s initiative.

Yunguan wanted to write a letter to ask Shen Yishuo if he missed her, whether the situation was good on the road, whether the work was going well, when would he go back to the imperial capital, or whether the case investigated here had anything to do with the Ancient Sect Alliance, but she couldn't speak, so she could only guess everything.

There was a tacit understanding between the two, so many things were omitted and unwilling to say. Whoever said it first destroyed the relationship of mutual care, so that there was only one poem in the first letter Shen Yishuo wrote to her, which made her confused.

All thoughts and concerns are based on guessing, which makes Yunguan happy at first glance, but when she reads it again, she begins to hesitate and doubt, just like she compiled a poem to make Shen Yinui happy, so what is the true intention in it?

Yunguan felt it was too difficult to reply to Shen Yishuo, so she made a play picture of Shangsi Festival. The painting shows two blooming lotus flowers in the middle of the river, and the tangled branches hidden under the lotus leaves meant that the branches grew together. On the banks of the river not far away, a woman danced alone, which was exactly the original meaning expressed in Shen Yishuo's first three poems.

But Yunguan really didn't know how to describe the overflowing lovesickness. After thinking for a long time, she finally got the answer. She used some rippling water surface to represent that the river was the lovesickness River. Then she mentioned the seven-character quatrain written by Shen Yishuo to her on the painting. After she mentioned the words, she regretted it. She had no choice but to even invalidate the painting.

Yunguan drew the same painting again in detail and changed the word Yi in the third sentence of the poem to the word Jun.

After carefully editing the poem, Yunguan smiled with satisfaction because she finally showed her thoughts in the painting without losing the pleasure of speculation.
Chapter completed!