Chapter 3245 Portrait
Bai Shan said with certainty, "Something must have happened in the capital, and it must be related to His Majesty the Crown Prince, otherwise the master would not have written us a single letter."
"He didn't write. This means that if he wrote to us at this time, whether it was greetings or business matters, it might not be good for us or the Crown Prince. So he said nothing and wrote nothing."
Zhou Man muttered, "But if I return to the capital and live under the same roof, will those people still stare at Mr. Zhuang and not talk to me?"
Bai Shan tapped her nose and said with a smile, "You still have to put on some surface work. Okay, take a break. We'll have to travel soon in a few days, so you need to rest well these few days."
Bai Shan reached out and touched her belly, "You suffered this time."
Zhou Man said nonchalantly, "Although the capital urged me to return early, they didn't give me a time limit. I'll take a carriage all the way back, so I won't be too tired, don't worry."
Bai Shan took her into his arms and said, "Write to me when you return to the capital to let me know you're safe."
Zhou Man agreed, raised her head and looked at him in his arms, smiled slightly and said: "I will write to you, and when I return to Beijing, I will pick up my painting skills and draw a self-portrait for you after I learn it well. If you miss me, just look at my paintings."
Bai Shan couldn't help laughing, "How long will it take for you to learn to paint well?"
"Why don't I paint it for you now?" Bai Shan said softly, "It will save the messenger servants the trouble of having to carry the painting back and forth to us."
Bai Shan did what he said. The next day, he took advantage of the good weather, skipped half a day's work, came back to find Zhou Man, and took him to the garden to paint.
Zhou Man wore a new set of clothes. Jiulan also specially gave Zhou Man a unique hairstyle and put on several pieces of jewelry that she would never touch normally.
After putting on lip balm and walking out of the house into the sunshine, Bai Shan's eyes dazzled.
Seeing him staring at her blankly, Zhou Man stretched out her hand and beckoned him, "Come back to your senses."
Bai Shan came back to his senses, his ears slightly red, and he looked away involuntarily. After a while, he turned back to look at her, took her hand and said, "I asked someone to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the open pavilion in the garden. Let's go."
Zhou Man agreed, and the two went to the garden hand in hand.
During that short walk, Bai Shan stole a glance at her seven or eight times. Zhou Man couldn't help but reach out and touch the jewelry on her temples. "Is it crooked?"
"No," Bai Shan shook his head, "It looks very nice."
Zhou Man seemed to be lost in thought. "Is it because I rarely dress up, so I was stunned?"
Bai Shan smiled, a gleam in his eyes, and nodded, "It's rare. Apart from when we got married, I only saw you dressed like this when you went to the palace for the New Year banquet, but it's still different."
"What's the difference?"
Bai Shan stopped, turned around and looked at her carefully, looking her up and down several times, then stared at her face and said, "It's different. You'll know when I draw it."
Zhou Man: "Lie to me?"
Bai Shan shook his head. "If you don't believe me and insist on asking me to tell you something, I'll say that before, she was as pretty as a lotus just emerging from the water, and now she has a face as radiant as a peach blossom and as bright as spring flowers."
Even someone as thick-skinned as Zhou Man couldn't help but blush at this moment, even his neck turned red. He couldn't utter a word, and lowered his head slightly, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
Bai Shan smiled and took Zhou Man to the open pavilion to paint.
Bai Shan put a lot of effort into this painting. She started at noon and continued until dusk. Little Bai Jingxing searched the whole house for them. When she finally found them, her father still ignored her. She could only lean on her mother, but she couldn't help but look up at her.
Zhou Man picked her up and put her on his lap, then asked with a smile, "What are you looking at?"
Bai Jingxing hugged her neck and looked at her seriously, "Mom, you are so beautiful."
Zhou Man's eyes lit up, and he whispered, "It looks good, so I'll wear it often for you to see."
Little Bai Jingxing nodded repeatedly.
Bai Shan, who was drawing on the side, frowned and said to Zhou Man, "It takes a long time to change clothes and dress up. She is naughty and it is not easy to take her out in formal attire. Let's forget it."
Zhou Man smiled and said, "Then when you return to Beijing, I'll dress up with you."
Bai Shan smiled and nodded, "Yes, I'll take care of her when the time comes, and I'm not afraid of her being naughty."
Bai Jingxing looked at her father, then at her mother, and immediately complained: "I'm not naughty, I'm very well behaved."
No one believed this, even Bai Shan, who loved her daughter very much, couldn't say it against her conscience.
Bai Shan finished filling in the painting and looked at the person with bright eyes and white teeth in the painting. He couldn't help but look up at Zhou Man and smiled, "Do you think it looks like him?"
Zhou Man looked at himself in the painting, somewhat incredulous, "Is this me?"
Bai Shan turned around and ordered, "Go get a bronze mirror so your wife can take a good look at herself."
May and the others didn't move at all. They gathered around the painting and exclaimed, "It really looks like you, my lady. This is you."
Zhou Man was so angry that he went back and stared at himself in the bronze mirror again and again. The more he looked, the happier he became. He said smugly, "So I really am this good-looking?"
Bai Shan, who had already washed up and was wearing only her inner clothes, passed by her from behind. Upon hearing this, she stopped, turned around, and straightened her head. "I've been looking at you for half an hour while I'm taking off your hair."
“It looks good.”
Bai Shan couldn't help laughing, "Yes, it looks good.
Seeing that she liked it so much, Bai Shan simply painted another picture in the next two days.
One of the paintings was of her current appearance. After it was finished, he gave it to her and said, "Take it back to the capital and have someone frame it. Whenever you feel down, you can look at it."
Zhou Man took it, confused. "Can I see my own paintings?"
"Yeah, you'll definitely feel better when you see how beautiful you are."
Zhou Manlue put it into perspective and felt that what he said made sense, so he put the painting away.
The other painting was a drawing of Zhou Man from a few years ago that Bai Shan drew based on his memory.
It was a winter painting, depicting a girl returning from outside in the snow, carrying a medicine box and wearing a red cloak. The girl in the painting raised her eyes slightly, looking ahead in surprise, a smile on her lips, her eyes filled with stars...
It’s not as stunning as yesterday’s painting, but there’s a playful and tranquil feeling lingering around it.
Zhou Man liked the painting very much and asked, "When was this me?"
Bai Shan smiled and said, "When you were sixteen, you went to the Duke of Zhao's mansion to see a doctor. When you came back, Bai Er and I were making a snowman in the yard."
Zhou Man: "Why don't I remember?"
"How could you remember such an ordinary moment?" Bai Shan laughed. "If you have to remember even these things, how much stuff must be in your head?"
Zhou Man: "Then how do you remember?"
Bai Shan stared at her and said, "Because you looked so beautiful when you walked in, I remembered you right away and I couldn't forget you."
Zhou Man lowered his head, his face slightly red. After a moment, he raised his head again, unwilling to be outdone, and reached out to touch his forehead. "What's wrong with you lately? Why do you always say such things?"
Bai Shan asked calmly, "Don't you like it?"
Zhou Man couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth and whispered, "I still like it very much, but don't say it too much, I will be embarrassed."
Bai Shan: "This is rare."
The good atmosphere almost dissipated in an instant. Zhou Man raised his foot and stepped on his foot, crushing it. Bai Shan immediately apologized, "Madam, I was wrong."
He was just used to it and didn't stop.
I'm too sleepy today, so I only have two chapters. I'll make up the remaining one tomorrow. I'll try to update as early as possible.
(End of this chapter)
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