Looking for you in reincarnation

Chapter 668 Painting

The spring breeze brings warmth as it blows through the mountains and forests, making rustling sounds in the trees. The weather is just right.

The highest mountain near Taipingling is guarded by a group of soldiers at the foot of the mountain to prevent outsiders from approaching.

The ridge of this mountain is like a blade, cutting the sunlight like cutting gold and jade in half. One side is splashed with the noisy sunlight, while the other side faces away from the sunlight, with shadows silently sinking.

The light here is a deep green and gray-blue, golden leaves of sunlight burning on the edges of the high ridges, but not a trace of it can pour down.

On this shady mountain side facing away from the sun, the spring breeze has lost its warmth and brings a bone-chilling chill.

However, the scenery here is excellent, with many shade-loving plants growing here. Among them, the most eye-catching is the white wild lily, whose flowers are large and reserved, emitting a cool and subtle fragrance in the shadows.

Plus, there are lots of colorful... poisonous mushrooms.

Beautiful little mushrooms dotted around, adding some strange and poisonous colors.

Halfway up the mountain, on a stone platform with a wide view, a simple pavilion is located.

The pavilion is soaked in the years of Shanyin, with low-lying black tiles and a dark color like an ancient inkstone.

Si He sat in front of the pavilion, looking at Yue Fuli with a smile on her face, in a happy mood.

At this moment, Yue Fuli was holding a pen and drawing a portrait of her.

The brush and ink moved swiftly across the paper, outlining the scenery and carving her figure and posture into the painting.

The mountain breeze blew gently, lifting Yue Fuli's hair and clothes. His handsome features showed a serious expression. He was dressed in dark casual clothes, and his temperament was noble, which was completely different from his temperament when he was marching and fighting.

However, after all, he was tempered in a sea of ​​blood and corpses, and the hidden pressure and coldness in him were increasing day by day. Although he had deliberately restrained himself in front of Si He, the aura he inadvertently revealed made the guards around him dare not look at him for too long.

When he was painting, it was like he was handling official business, and Si He was the document, who was stared at from time to time, and then he would put pen to paper.

Si He was wearing a gorgeous red dress today, with light makeup and a simple hairstyle, but it was embellished with many exquisite hairpins. When the mountain breeze blew, the pearl hairpins swayed slightly, adding a bit of agility.

Yue Fuli was painting, and Si He was also painting. The difference was that she wanted to engrave everything she saw in front of her heart, and deepen the impression bit by bit as time passed.

Si He took in the mountain scenery, the people, even his clothes and hairstyle, and what she saw was like a beautiful painting.

His meticulously styled hair, a few strands of hair gently fluttering in the wind, his three-dimensional and handsome features, clear and elegant, his slender fingers holding the paintbrush wandering across the paper, his sitting posture upright and elegant...

In Si He's eyes, the scenery of the mountain became dimmed by Yue Fuli's backdrop, and only he was left in her eyes.

The more the scene in my eyes was engraved in my mind, the more my emotions began to fluctuate, but it did not show on my face.

After an unknown amount of time, Yue Fuli finally put down his pen and said in a gentle voice, "Okay."

Hearing this, Si He collected her thoughts, stood up and walked towards him. Her expression was full of undisguised anticipation, and her steps became quicker, as if she couldn't wait to see his paintings.

"Let me see."

She lifted her skirt and walked quickly to Yue Fuli's side, then looked down at the scroll. The next moment, her eyes lit up, "Wow, this is such a beautiful painting."

She is beautiful in both form and spirit in the painting, and her appearance is no worse than that of the artist. Especially against the backdrop of her red dress, she looks like a newly blossomed crabapple, and her eyes beneath her dark eyebrows are like ripples in a spring spring, lively and radiant.

Behind her is a quaint pavilion and lush mountain scenery, with clusters of colorful mushrooms dotted under the trees. The angle of the painting is well chosen, and the color combination is harmonious, brilliant, and lifelike.

She couldn't help but reach out and gently touch the edge of the scroll, and said, "My husband's painting is really good. I like it very much."

After saying that, she looked up at Yue Fuli, her eyes full of joy and appreciation.

Yue Fuli looked at her like this, and a touch of warmth appeared in his indifferent eyes and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly unconsciously. He said, "As long as you like it."

Si He's gaze returned to the scroll again. She felt happy and her smile was particularly bright.

Yue Fuli also looked at the scroll in front of him. Originally, he planned to wait until his great cause was accomplished and she put on the most luxurious clothes before painting her.

But seeing her expectant look, I specially painted a picture for her today so that she wouldn't have to wait so long for a painting.

Si He sat down beside Yue Fuli, holding his arm and resting her head on his shoulder. She looked at the scroll in front of her and said, "It's a pity that I don't have a talent for painting, otherwise I would have painted a picture for my husband."

Upon hearing this, Yue Fuli curled up the corners of his lips.

After the two of them sat and talked for a while, they put away the scroll and played chess to pass the time, because at this time, the "Medicine-Giving Conference" outside the mountain had not yet ended.

However, Si He's chess skills were average, and it was extremely difficult for her to play chess with him, even though he had deliberately allowed her to do so.

She frowned, looking at the chessboard, holding the chess piece in her hand, somewhat hesitant, wondering where to place the piece.

In contrast, Yue Fuli sipped his tea calmly, until he saw her place the chess piece in her hand on the chessboard, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly again.

He put down the teacup in his hand, picked up a piece, and was about to place it when he heard her suddenly say: "Wait a minute..."

Yue Fuli looked up at her and saw her pick up the chess piece that had just fallen and put it somewhere else. She smiled awkwardly and said, "Okay."

"A true man never regrets his moves."

When he said this, there seemed to be some helplessness in his tone.

"I am a woman, not a man."

She said this with a smile, sounding very confident.

Yue Fuli glanced at where she had placed her chess piece, and without arguing with her, he simply asked, "Are you sure?"

She nodded, "OK."

However, when she saw Yue Fuli put down the chess piece in his hand, Si He looked at the chess game on the board, her eyes widened in surprise, and then she frowned with some regret.

It didn't take long before he lost!

"Can't you give me a little more space?" Si He said, looking at Yue Fuli with resentment.

Yue Fuli picked up the teapot beside him and added some tea while saying to her, "Didn't I make you regret your decision?"

Si He was speechless. Well, since she was not as skilled as the other person, she could only accept defeat.

"How come you're so good at chess?"

She was genuinely praising him, and then she began to clear the pieces from the chessboard.

Yue Fuli smiled lightly and poured her some tea. "You can practice more in the future."

"That's still not as good as you."

As Si He spoke, she paused what she was doing, looked up at him, and said, "Husband, I suddenly remembered a sentence I once read."