"..." Lu Ren pursed his lips, "Is the princess just teasing me like a dog?"
Wen Yu chuckled and tapped his lips with her fingertips: "What do you think? My general?"
She glanced at the hem of Liu Chun's skirt that was accidentally exposed by the door, and couldn't help but look at Lu Ren with laughter: "That's it, midnight is coming soon, and the curfew is about to begin. It's time for you to go."
Lu Ren was silent for a moment, then took out a wooden box from his sleeve and handed it to Wen Yu: "Princess, this is a new year's gift for you."
Wen Yu raised her eyebrows and took it curiously: "Then I opened it directly?"
Lu Ren nodded, with a trace of unnoticeable anxiety hidden in his eyes.
Opening the wooden box, there is a simple wooden hairpin inside.
Wen Yu picked it up and touched it, and it felt a little prickly. She looked at it carefully and found that the pattern was a bit rough, like a sloppy semi-finished product.
A trace of surprise flashed in her eyes and she smiled: "Where did you buy it?"
Lu Ren pursed his lips tightly, lowered his eyes, and his tone was inexplicably tense: "I bought it casually. If the princess doesn't like it, just throw it away."
Seeing his disappointed reaction, Wen Yu burst into laughter and couldn't help laughing: "Did you do this yourself?"
As he spoke, he directly took Lu Ren's hand, which had many tiny red marks on it.
"Is your hand injured? No wonder it feels so rough when you touch me."
Lu Ren:......
He moved his fingertips, and became a little embarrassed because of these words, and whispered: "I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and my palms are calloused. If the princess doesn't like it..."
"I don't like it at all. I like it very much. It feels very comfortable to touch me like this."
As he spoke, he did not look at Lu Ren's red ears, but stood up and shouted: "Liu Chun, prepare pen and ink, this princess is suddenly inspired by poetry, and must compose a poem to comfort this person and this scene at this moment. "
Liu Chun stood by the door and trembled. How did the princess know that she didn't retreat and was right next to the door?
I was confused, but I still prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone neatly.
But for the Princess Mansion, this thing was a bit strange, so it took some time to go to the warehouse to find a piece of pen and ink that fit Wen Yu's identity.
Lu Ren, on the other hand, had red ears and a surprised look on his face: "Princess, you want to write a poem?"
Wen Yu nodded with her hands behind her back: "Yes, can't I compose poetry?"
Lu Ren curled his lips and said, "I am all ears."
Seeing that the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were ready, Wen Yu grabbed the brush and started swiping wildly.
People who don't know her true level might really think she is writing some amazing masterpiece.
After a while, Wen Yu looked at the poem on the paper and was very satisfied.
She blew the ink stain gently and flicked it on the paper: "What a poem!"
Then he handed it directly to Lu Ren: "This is for you."
Lu Ren was stunned, as if he didn't think it was for him at all.
My heart couldn't help but tremble, but when I looked down:...
Even if the characters are huge and crooked, there are also a lot of typos.
For a while, I really couldn't make out what was written on it.
Wen Yu asked: "Do you like it?"
"I like it." Lu Ren said it sincerely. He would like it even if Wen Yu gave him a piece of rags, but he still said truthfully, "But I don't understand."
Wen Yu:......
Wen Yu pretended to cough to cover up her embarrassment, "My words are full of charm. I understand everything I understand, but forget about the ones I don't understand..."
Then he took the poem back and asked, "Which word can't you understand?"
Lu Ren: "..."
Wen Yu couldn't believe it. What did you mean by not speaking?
What she wrote is a bit ugly, but it's not like she doesn't recognize a word of it, right?
As if he could tell what Wen Yu was thinking, Lu Ren thought about it, chose a less hurtful statement, and said softly: "Princess writes boldly, with a unique style of writing that simplifies the complex, so it is a little difficult to read."
Wen Yu realized at this time that Sheng Chaofan used traditional Chinese characters and the popular font of Zonglongshen. She wrote in simplified Chinese and regular script, so it made people feel like they were missing arms and legs, and even some characters were directly deformed, making it difficult to recognize. Not coming out.
Wen Yu felt quite comforted. This was the right thing. Being unable to recognize her was definitely not because she was too ugly as she wrote.
"Then I'll read it to you."
Wen Yu cleared her throat and read the poem she wrote seriously:
"I am Feng'er and you are Sha, I am Hami and you are Gua."
"I am toothpaste and you are the brush, I am honey and you are the flower."
"We will never be separated from now on! How about this poem? Is it a masterpiece?"
Lu Ren was first shocked by the content of the poem, then shook his head, somewhat dumbfounded.
He hid the smile in his eyes and did not comment on the quality of the poem, but said: "Princess, how can a poem have five lines?"
Wen Yu said matter-of-factly: "What should I do when I write a love poem for you?"
Then he put the paper with the poem on it back into Lu Ren's hand: "Take it well, my princess's poems are priceless!"
When Lu Ren heard the word "love poem", his eyes moved.
"I've given you the things, I've been kissed, I've been touched. It's time for you to go, don't waste your time."
Wen Yu began to drive away guests mercilessly and entered sage mode.
Lu Ren:......
He curled his lips helplessly: "Princess, wait for me to come back."
Wen Yu lay back on the couch again, picked up the storybook, and cracked melon seeds: "Go, go."
After Lu Ren left, Liu Chun sighed deeply. The initial fright was not fake, but now that he had come to his senses and thought of the princess's usual style, he felt that there was no need to make a fuss.
She changed another cup of tea and handed it to Wen Yu: "Princess, are you tired and thirsty? Drink some tea to moisten your throat."
Wen Yu yawned and just took the cup when she heard Liu Chun say: "Liu Dong has just come back. Mr. Yue has prepared a New Year's gift for you. Princess, do you want to see it?"
Only then did Wen Yu remember that she had asked Liu Dong to give Yue Lingfeng some money so that he could spend the New Year.
Hearing him return the gift, a trace of interest flashed on his face: "Bring it to me and see."
Liu Chun nodded and quickly brought back a well-wrapped picture scroll from outside.
Wen Yu gently opened it and unfolded it. It turned out to be her portrait.
In the painting, she is leaning on the table, holding a cup of tea in her hand. With a faint glance, her casual expression shows a trace of awe.
It is so vivid and lifelike that you can even feel the secret emotions he poured into it from his pen and ink.
Liu Chun said: "The painting is really good."
Wen Yu asked Liu Chun to hang the painting in the most conspicuous position, folded her arms and touched her chin.
"I haven't drawn him yet, but he started drawing me first. It's interesting."
