Man Bao had already closed the sword, then let Wei Yu hold it, and carefully arranged the cuffs for him. She took a few steps back and looked at the woman standing by the window, bathed in the spring sunshine, and her face seemed to be radiant.
The ordinary Wei Yu nodded with satisfaction.
Based on her understanding of Chang Yu, if she could see Wei Yu like this with her own eyes, she would feel good about him.
Wei Yu could not think much at this time, and Zhou Man almost followed every instruction and action, but Bai Shan quietly shook his head, feeling that what Princess Chang Yu liked was all showy stuff.
Isn't Wei Yu handsome looking at his homework?
Man Bao ran to Bai Shan and saw him spreading out the paper. He looked at the paints he picked out, then turned to look at Wei Yu, then picked out the paints, ground them, and picked paints for him.
Naturally, Bai Shan did not have Mingda's level of care and thoughtfulness, so he did not intend to draw this small portrait in too detail. He only wanted to express his facial features and his clothes clearly.
Bai Shan sketched out the person with a few strokes, and then began to draw slowly, looking up at Wei Yu from time to time.
Man Bao was helping while talking to Wei Yu, "Master Wei, if you are good at swordsmanship, how about polo?"
Wei Yu also heard people say that Princess Changyu likes to play polo. Knowing that Zhou Man was quietly revealing Princess Changyu's preferences, he smiled sheepishly and said: "I'm not very good at playing polo.
I play ball, but after watching my friends play, I really need riding skills.”
Man Bao nodded and asked curiously, "What kind of entertainment does Mr. Wei like? Besides reading, playing chess, drawing and writing."
Wei Yu opened his mouth, but was momentarily stuck.
Man Bao understood at a glance that he was gone.
Even though she had expected it, she couldn't help but sigh quietly in her heart at this moment. They had nothing in common.
She glanced at Bai Shan, who happened to be raising his head to look at her.
After the two people's eyes met, they looked away tacitly. Bai Shan continued to paint calmly with his head lowered.
Wei Yu, who stood by the window and knew that they had been engaged early, fell silent.
Man Bao has found a new topic, "So do you like to eat? Princess Changyu especially likes delicious food."
Who doesn’t like delicious food?
But after all, eating and drinking are just like having fun, so why should we care too much?
Of course, delicacies are good, but simple meals are not a bad idea. However, Wei Yu did not say that. Instead, he nodded with a smile and said, "Everyone in the world cannot do without eating and drinking. Who doesn't like delicious food?"
Man Bao seemed to have finally found something in common between them, and said happily: "That's great. I wonder what Mr. Wei likes to eat."
Wei Yu smiled and said two of her favorite foods, and then asked Princess Manbao Changyu what she liked to eat.
Manbao paused, thought for a long time, and finally said: "She likes to eat anything delicious."
This answer was too broad. Wei Yu blinked and looked at Zhou Man.
Man Bao smiled slightly embarrassedly with Wei Yu.
Bai Shan also thought of Princess Changyu's preferences and couldn't help but smile. He raised his head and glanced at Wei Yu before continuing to draw in detail.
He didn't want to draw in detail, but it took more than an hour. The servants walked back and forth outside the door twice, wanting to invite them to have lunch, but they didn't dare to disturb him.
When Bai Shan finally put away his pen, Wei Yu stood stiff and numb by the window. He moved lightly first and felt that the numbness in his legs had subsided a lot, and then he hung up the sword with a calm expression.
on the wall, and then walked over to look at the paintings.
Wei Yu was stunned for a moment when he saw himself in the painting. After a moment, he smiled at Bai Shan and said, "Brother Bai painted me very well."
Bai Shan smiled and said: "The charm is less than one-tenth of Brother Wei's."
Wei Yu looked at himself in the painting and exclaimed, "Brother Bai is too humble. This painting will become a family heirloom."
It is just appropriate to leave it for future generations to pay homage to our ancestors.
Bai Shan left the table and went to the shelf to clean his hands. Hearing this, he chuckled and said, "Brother Wei likes it. You can leave it to future generations for viewing in the future."
Wei Yu smiled and said: "How is this possible? This painting is not mine."
After he finished speaking, he was stunned and his face turned red when he realized it.
Man Bao laughed loudly and said, "Isn't the princess's also your descendant's?"
Bai Shan also smiled and narrowed his eyes.
Wei Yu lowered his head in embarrassment. When he turned around and saw his servant standing by the window again, he cleared his throat.
The servant outside the door immediately came in and invited them to have lunch.
Wei Yu also quickly invited them to the front hall for dinner.
Bai Shan wiped his hands, nodded with a smile, and went to the front hall with Man Bao.
By now everyone in the Wei family had eaten, and since Bai Shan was here, it was not possible to eat with the female family members, so the three of them sat at a table alone.
While eating, Man Bao paid special attention to what Wei Yu was eating and found that he was really impartial and ate some of everything.
When Man Bao was thinking, he couldn't help but bring out his bad habits. He bit his chopsticks and looked at Wei Yu.
Bai Shan's foot gently touched hers under the table. Man Bao immediately came to his senses and continued eating as if nothing happened.
When they took the dried paintings and left the Wei family to say goodbye, Bai Shan couldn't help complaining: "You haven't cared so much about my preferences."
Man Bao said: "Growing up together, who doesn't know each other? Then should I ask you what your favorite food is?"
Without waiting for Bai Shan to answer, Man Bao said directly: "Do you like to eat fish the most, or mandarin fish?"
Bai Shan opened his mouth, but finally closed it. Forget it, she was right. We grew up together, and no one knew who the other was.
But he was still a little unhappy, so the two of them didn't speak during the whole journey.
After returning home, Man Bao reached out to him. Bai Shan reacted for a while before he remembered that she was going to take the painting in his hand.
His face darkened slightly, he slapped the rolled-up painting in her hand, turned around and left.
Daji stood aside holding the horse. When the young master walked away, he asked Manbao, "Why is the young master angry?"
Man Bao raised his head and snorted, took the painting and turned away. He was angry, who wouldn't be angry?
Daji looked at Man Bao who was angrily walking to the other side. After a while, he turned back to look at the other side. Sure enough, he saw a figure standing on the floor tiles at the corner.
Seeing that the figure paused for a long time before leaving, Daji shook his head slightly and took the horse to the stable.
Man Bao returned to her room with the painting, and then she remembered that her book basket was still in the study room in the yard over there, but she was not on good terms with others, so she didn't want to go there, so she put the painting there casually.
On the table, we will decide later.
When Zhou Lijun heard the clanging sound in the room next door, he couldn't help but run out and asked, "Sister-in-law, what are you doing?"
Manbao, who could easily drop a book to the ground, picked it up and replied, "I'm not doing anything, I'm just looking for a book."