All the paintings were hung up, but there was an unrolled painting in the illustration bottle, so she picked it up.
Seeing this, Lin Yuzhi's eyebrows jumped: "Princess, no!"
But Wen Yu had already unfolded one third of it.
Lin Yuzhi, lying on the couch with his chest naked and a dazed look in his eyes, jumped out.
It was exactly the scene when he was painting in the princess's mansion that day.
Wen Yu raised her eyebrows slightly. She could tell at a glance that this was not the painting she had drawn, but more like the work of Lin Yuzhi.
And the frame is wrong, it's obviously longer.
Lin Yuzhi's reaction was also intriguing. Even when he was being chased by bandits, he didn't seem so panicked.
"Princess, don't look..."
Lin Yuzhi took a step forward and wanted to take the painting back.
Wen Yu dodged and said, "What are you doing? You want to take something back from me?"
Lin Yuzhi: ...
Wen Yu said calmly, "You're reacting so strongly, this must be what you've been hiding, right?"
Lin Yuzhi's hand paused in mid-air.
Wen Yu turned around, avoided him, and continued to unfold the painting.
Lin Yuzhi's chest and abdominal muscles were revealed one by one, followed by his tightened abdomen, and then to a slender finger twisting a purple grape.
Wen Yu:?
Further on, Wen Yu suddenly appeared in the painting, sitting lazily beside the couch.
In the painting, she had a playful smile on her face, and was playing with Lin Yuzhi in the painting with purple grapes.
Her clothes were exactly the same as those she wore that day in the princess's mansion.
Wen Yu stared at it for a long time, then turned around and held the painting in front of him: "Hmm? Explain it?"
Lin Yuzhi: ...
He said in a deep voice: "As the princess sees, I... have nothing to explain."
"You are quite confident."
Lin Yuzhi knelt down again and said, "I accept the punishment."
But Wen Yu did not mention any punishment. Instead, she stared at the painting for a long time.
Lin Yuzhi's eyes were blurred, and the grape juice squeezed by his fingertips dripped onto his chest and lower abdomen...slowly flowing down, dripping, and then sliding down his legs to the small couch and disappearing...
The instigator of the painting just looked at the person on the couch with a joking look, and seemed to appreciate his seemingly broken appearance.
Wen Yu sighed and suddenly asked, "So are you drunk? How can you draw me so clearly when you're drunk?"
Lin Yuzhi was silent for a moment, then replied, "Drunk."
He was drunk, sure, but it was all imprinted on his mind.
When he woke up from his drunkenness and recalled the moment, all the details of that night came rushing towards him like a tidal wave, instantly overwhelmed him, and then drowned him in them, unable to extricate himself.
Wen Yu rolled up the painting: "I want this painting."
Lin Yuzhi: ...
"Princess……"
"Why, you don't want to?"
Lin Yuzhi shook his head: "No...Princess..."
Wen Yu stared at him, waiting for him to say something, but Lin Yuzhi couldn't say anything. Finally, he said softly: "If the princess likes it, it will be my honor."
Wen Yu smiled and said, "Then I won't be polite. The painting is so good. I'll hang it in the middle of the inner room when I get back. Isn't that a good idea?"
Lin Yuzhi: ...
His body obviously became stiffer as Wen Yu spoke.
"Hang it in the middle of the inner room? Wouldn't that mean everyone can see it?"
Lin Yuzhi looked at Wen Yu, as if trying to figure out whether she was serious or just teasing him.
Wen Yu curled her lips and said seriously: "A good body should be appreciated by everyone. How can it be enjoyed by one person alone?"
Lin Yuzhi: ...
His usually calm and composed expression changed slightly, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice became a little hoarse: "Will the princess be willing to hang up General Lu's paintings?"
"Of course not. He can only show it to me."
Lin Yuzhi's heart choked: "Then why did the princess hang up my painting?"
Wen Yu asked: "You don't want to?"
Lin Yuzhi clenched his fists: "Of course I don't want to."
"Why?"
Lin Yuzhi's tone was no longer as calm and steady as before: "Princess, I am humble in front of you, I can do anything, but Princess, it can only be you... If this painting is hung..."
"alright."
Wen Yu interrupted him softly, "I feel like crying."
Lin Yuzhi lowered his eyes: "I beg the princess to take back your order."
Wen Yu lifted his chin and looked closely at the corners of his eyes, which were indeed slightly red.
"Are you scared?"
"Princess, are you trying to scare me?"
Wen Yu twirled his jaw with her fingertips: "It turns out that Prime Minister Lin, the head of all officials, is so easily teased. I was just saying it casually, why did you panic?"
Lin Yuzhi raised his head, but his eyes were fixed on Wen Yu, as if he had a thousand words to say, but he finally turned his head slightly and his chin left his fingertips.
He only uttered softly: "Because I know that in your heart, I am nothing."
Wen Yu: ...
"So sad, are you blaming this princess?"
Lin Yuzhi shook his head: "No, no matter how the princess treats me, I am happy with it, because I asked for it..."
Before Lin Yuzhi finished speaking, Wen Yu said, "Look at me."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yuzhi's eyes fell on Wen Yu's face.
Wen Yu picked up the brush and handed it to Lin Yuzhi.
Lin Yuzhi: ...
He took the brush: "Princess?"
"I want to see how you draw this princess."
Lin Yuzhi: ...
He hesitated for only a second, walked around the table, spread out the drawing paper, ground the ink, and when he looked up again, Wen Yu was standing opposite him.
"Prime Minister Lin, my hands always shake when I use this brush. How can I stop it from shaking?"
Lin Yuzhi said: "Practice hard."
Wen Yu shook her head: "No, I think it's the paper. The paper is not good enough."
But in fact, the paper that can be presented to the princess's mansion is already of the best quality.
Wen Yu took the brush from Lin Yuzhi and smiled: "In my opinion, Prime Minister Lin's body is the best paper. How about you teach me how to control the brush on your body?"
Lin Yuzhi: ...
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