Pavilion Master, you have been contracted by me!

In addition, there are such well-behaved apprentices, so let's forget some things that should be forgotten. "

"I want to paint." Suddenly a voice came in.

Ziqing and Ziyou looked up at the same time, and they saw the person standing in front of the painting table.

Ziqing sat up straight and looked at Diqi with squinted eyes.

Di Qi sat on the stool in front of the painting table, his fingers trembling slightly, and he was actually a little nervous.

"Help me paint." Di Qi repeated.

Ziqing spread out the drawing paper and asked, "What are you drawing?"

"Me." Di Qi said, and sat there expressionlessly, motionless.

Ziqing persisted with the brush and began to draw seriously.

After two sticks of incense, Ziqing wrote, looked at the things on the painting, and compared it with the person in front of her, feeling extremely satisfied.

Ziyou stood on the side, but the contents of the painting could be seen very clearly, a white and fat thing with four legs, and this thing has a nice name... pig.The pigs in Ziqing's works are lifelike.

After the ink dries up, Ziqing handed the painting to Di Qi. Di Qi glanced at it, but the expression on his face did not change at all. Instead, he put the painting away, gave Ziqing a spirit stone, turned and left. go.

In the next few days, this was the only customer in Ziqing's painting shop.

There was only one thing to draw every day, and in the end, Ziqing could draw it even with her eyes closed.

On this day, the sky suddenly darkened, and before Ziqing had time to clean up, it began to rain heavily.

An umbrella fell overhead, blocking the pouring rain.There were people coming and going on the street, only Ziqing was not raining, not even a drop of water on the painting utensils.

Ziqing put away the painting utensils, carried them on her back, and walked outside.

The umbrella followed him closely, and naturally there was the person holding the umbrella.

After returning to the house where he lived, and entering the house, he had no intention of keeping guests, so he wanted to close the door.

Diqi stood outside the door, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly called out: "Ziqing."

Ziqing paused for a moment, raised his head, and stared at Diqi with his dark eyes, seemingly in a daze.

Diqi stretched out his hand, Ziqing regained consciousness, and slammed the door shut.

"Ziqing, open the door." Di Qi said.

Ziqing stood against the door and took a deep breath.

There is not only the last marriage between him and Di Qi, but also the life-threatening hatred earlier.He gave the white jade hairpin and the picture scroll to Di Qi, and when Di Qi saw it, he would definitely think of the cause and effect, with grievances and grievances in front of him, perhaps the best ending for them is never to see each other again.

A hundred years later, seeing Diqi again, Ziqing couldn't tell what it felt like.

It's just Di Qi's 'Zi Qing'...

Ziqing's hand was clenched into a fist, she put it in her mouth, and bit it lightly. After an unknown amount of time, Ziqing turned around and opened the door violently.

One person stood with his back to the door, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he turned his body around, and a smile appeared on his face as cold as ice.

Ziqing looked at him expressionlessly.

"It's raining outside, why don't you go in and talk?" Di Qi's voice was exceptionally soft.

Ziqing turned around slowly and sat down on the chair.

Diqi went in, closed the door, sat down on the chair beside Ziqing, and poured him a cup of tea.

Di Qi said slowly, "I once strayed into Huangquan Road."

Ziqing glanced at him in surprise, Huangquan Road leads to the underworld, and only the dead can go there.

"I met someone on the road to Huangquan, and I realized that I was a destined marriage. If it wasn't for that ray of love that lived in Ziguan Mansion, perhaps a hundred years ago, in the Chengtian Pavilion, or even earlier, when I first saw you, I would have loved you." This marriage is over."

Ziqing was stunned for a moment.

"Because of my mistake that day, I have regretted everything later, Ziqing, I don't ask you to forgive me, I just ask you to know my heart."

Ziqing came back to her senses, and chuckled lightly: "If you're wrong, you're wrong, so what if you know your heart?"

"Now that I am in love, you are the only one I miss in my heart." Di Qi said seriously.

"Where is the immortal?"

"Immortal Venerable is accompanied by more intimate people."

"Where's the fairy vein?"

"Su Tang has been by my side, so he has the meaning of protecting the veins. Now he alone is enough."

Ziqing looked straight at Diqi.

Diqi took out a painting from his sleeve and handed it to Ziqing.

Ziqing didn't answer: "What is it?"

"A thing of love." Diqi said.

"If I accept it, don't you admit it?" Ziqing raised an eyebrow.

"A Picture of Thousand Lotuses." Diqi said.

Ziqing got up, took out a rolled painting from the cabinet, and put it on the table. Diqi put the painting in his hand side by side with the painting, and then spread them out together.

All are thousands of miles of lotus ponds.

The two paintings glowed faintly, and the lotus pond in that painting seemed to come to life. Ziqing felt the sunlight fall on her body, and a lotus pond suddenly appeared around her.

The lotus is in full bloom.

The Thousand Lotus Picture is the most real illusion in this world.

Ziqing sat in the gazebo, she could touch the tender lotus pod with her hand.

Suddenly someone held his hand, Ziqing raised her head, and what caught her eyes was that extremely gorgeous face, but at this moment, there was no coldness, but a faint smile instead.

Ziqing suddenly laughed.