Why do they always want me to change my filial piety?

While speaking, he held Qu Qirong's catkin and began to describe it.

With the waving of the charcoal pencil, the outline of a lotus flower appears, and then the partial stems and leaves, as well as the twin flowers clinging to each other.

A soft voice came from the ear, and the back of the hand could feel the warmth of being wrapped, coupled with a little man's breath.

Qu Qirong's gaze moved uncontrollably from the movement of his hands to his face, and she was a little dazed.

The image of that year appeared in her mind.

At that time, Lu Ran was still a baby in the swaddling depths.

Carved in powder and jade, the eyes are black and white, indescribably agile and pleasant.

When I hugged him for the first time, the baby didn't recognize the birth, let alone burst into tears because it was separated from the embrace of the concubine.

Qu Qirong gently hugged the baby in her arms and held his little hand, the baby actually showed a warm smile.

At that time, she was thinking, if she had a child in the future, would she be as beautiful as him!

As time goes by, the porcelain doll has grown up.

Compared with him when he was a child, now he has lost his immaturity and has become an extremely attractive boy.

Lu Ran, who was concentrating on painting, noticed something strange, and found that Qu Qirong's beautiful eyes were not in focus, and he called out softly, "Aunt Rong?"

Qu Qirong came back to her senses, her beautiful face turned red, and said apologetically, "I lost my mind again."

"Yeah!" Lu Ran nodded, and taught her to continue drawing.

After this time, she didn't lose her mind, and both of them concentrated on it, and soon a standard picture of lotus flowers with two pedicles appeared on the rice paper.

Focusing on the picture of the lotus flower with twin pedicles in front of her eyes, Qu Qirong frowned: "It's true that it looks good, but it's still a bit lacking in luster."

"Need to paint!"

Lu Ran smiled slightly, picked up the paintbrush and put it on her palm, and soon his palm covered it again.

"When coloring a sketch, the outline must be drawn first, and the light color first, and then the dark color!"

"En!" Qu Qirong smiled sweetly, and under his guidance, she colored the Bingdi lotus.

In the elegant garden, the warm sunlight fell on the two of them, as if they were covered with a layer of golden gauze.

The two talked and laughed, and in the depiction of Bing Tilian, the distance between a young man and a beautiful lady kept getting closer.

After a long time, the lustful double lotus became more lifelike, as if it were a real double lotus.

"The pictures drawn with sketches are even more lifelike."

"If it weren't for that, I didn't know there was such a unique and novel painting method in the world."

The eyes stayed in the painting for a long time, Qu Qirong couldn't believe it was drawn by her.

Although she has the way of involving Danqing, she is far from reaching such a lifelike level, but after using sketches, she has clearly achieved this!

"It's a pity that I still can't fully grasp the method of sketching." Sighing lightly, Aunt Rong glanced at Mou Ran, her words were full of hints.

Lu Ran understood the meaning of the words, and said very caringly: "If Aunt Rong likes it, I will come here in my spare time, so that Aunt Rong can learn how to sketch."

Apparently, my aunt Rong has fallen in love with sketching.

Anyway, during this period of time, he had nothing else to do, so he simply concentrated on being filial to his elders.

In this way, not only can I spend more time with Aunt Rong, but also get some drops of filial piety, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

"That's true. If you break your promise, Aunt Rong won't agree."

Hearing these words, a warm current passed through Qu Qirong's heart.

Ever since she felt the affection from Lu Ran again, she didn't want to be alone all day long like before, and wanted to have more company.

Although I said that intentionally just now, I didn't expect my family to agree without even thinking about it.

It can be seen that he still occupies an extremely important position in his heart.

Facing Qu Qirong's gaze, Lu Ran said very seriously: "Aunt Rong is joking, how dare I not believe you?"

"Leave this charcoal pencil here. Aunt Rong can practice more sketching when she is interested."

"Very good!" For this point, Qu Qirong was extremely helpful, and the gaze she looked at him became more and more gentle.

As she spoke, she sneaked her eyes on the rice paper in her hand again: "The picture of the lotus flower has been drawn, but there are still some blank spaces. It would be even better if I could inscribe it!"

"It's easy!"

Lu Ran smiled, picked up the pen and started waving it around.

As each word appeared on the rice paper, Qu Qirong subconsciously read it: "Green lotus covered with green water, hibiscus covered with fresh red."

"There is a lotus root on the bottom, and a lotus root on the top."

This poem vividly expresses the appearance of the lotus with twin pedicles.

The poem inscribed on this picture of lotus flowers with double pedicles can be said to be complete in action and meaning, and it is the finishing touch.

Qu Qirong liked it more and more, and couldn't help admiring: "But you have such a poetic talent?"

"I did not write this poem, but I was..."

Lu Ran habitually throws the blame away.

Of course, this is indeed not his poem, but from his previous life.

Qu Qirong rolled his eyes at him angrily, and interrupted him: "Again the miscellaneous books from Zixia Zong's library?"

"Well, it did originate there."

Qu Qirong took a deep look at him, and didn't ask too much, but said: "However, can you use the method of sketching to draw a portrait for me?"

"You can do it yourself!"

"Aunt Rong can sit here, so that she can be accompanied by the beautiful scenery, and the effect of the painting will be better."

Of course, Lu Ran had no reason to refuse, and let her sit by the lotus pond.

"Okay, let's start!"

Qu Qirong had a smile on her face, folded her hands on one side, and sat with her legs together, making a dignified appearance.

Lu Ran's gaze ranged from her beautiful face, to her round and smooth neck, to her plump part propped up high by her clothes, and her graceful waist...

I don't know when, Qu Qirong's beautiful jade face was covered with a glamorous red glow, and her breath became slightly short.

Because, under this scorching gaze, she felt as if she was being gently brushed all over her body, and she felt an indescribable strange feeling.

At this time, Lu Ran had already withdrawn his gaze, and with the picture that had just merged into his mind, holding a charcoal pencil, he began to wave it quickly on the rice paper.

Gradually, Qu Qirong's graceful and graceful curves took shape, and then each part began to be filled and colored...

After a while, Lu Ran breathed out a foul breath, and said softly, "Okay, Aunt Rong!"

Chapter 55 Lotus Blossom

"Let me see!"

Qu Qirong swayed her charming figure, moved lightly with lotus steps, and slowly came behind him, looking at the rice paper.

At the entrance, the pool is covered with beautiful hibiscus blossoms, and in the center of the pool is a swaying lotus, which is as beautiful as poetry and picturesque.

But this extremely glamorous lake surface, in front of the plump and graceful mature lady by the lotus pond, has become the green leaves that set off the flowers.

She was wearing a long plain dress with three thousand blue silk drape and a slender waist.

Her eyes are full of hopeful spring water, her complexion is as bright as flawless jade, her fingers are like sliced ​​green onion roots, her mouth is like vermilion dandelion, and her frown and smile touch people's hearts and souls.

Staring at herself on the rice paper, Qu Qirong couldn't recover for a long time.

Lu Ran put away his paintbrush and asked, "Aunt Rong, can you draw?"

"Well, Aunt Rong likes it very much!"

Light white fingertips rubbing the rice paper, Qu Qirong smiled.

Looking at the blank space on the rice paper, her eyes turned to Lu Ran, her red lips parted slightly and she said, "But, didn't you just write a poem in the lotus flower?"

"Can I ask again now?"

Lu Ran smiled, picked up the pen again, and waved it on the blank space of the rice paper.

Qu Qirong's gaze also moved slowly following his hand holding the pen.

In less than a while, ten large characters appeared on the rice paper.

[Beauty hides the present and the past, the lotus shames the beauty]!

Lu Ran's handwriting can only be considered neat, not particularly outstanding.

But this poem is extremely beautiful.

For women especially, it is without a doubt the highest compliment.

Qu Qirong's heart trembled, her mind swayed, and her expression was a little confused: "Can such beautiful and excellent poems really be used on Aunt Rong?"

Lu Ran gave an affirmative answer: "Aunt Rong's beauty is not an exaggeration to use this poem to describe, or this poem was born for Aunt Rong."

This is not what he said on purpose.

Rather, Qu Qirong's appearance and temperament are indeed in line with this poem, without exaggeration or belittling.

Hearing this, Qu Qirong's delicate and flawless cheeks suddenly flushed, and she said coquettishly: "Slick tongue, but do you often use these words to trick little girls?"

Lu Ran smiled wryly: "Aunt Rong, you're right, where can I trick the little girl!"

"The number of women I know, including you, is less than five fingers."

"I was just joking, but why are you so nervous?" Qu Qirong rolled her eyes and rolled her eyes at him, showing the charm of a mature and beautiful woman.

While speaking, she took out a luxurious brocade box from the ring, and carefully put the Bingdi lotus picture and portrait into it.

"Tick...tick..."

Not surprisingly, Lu Ran discovered that a few more drops of filial piety had entered the account.

At this moment, Qing'er came over and said, "Ma'am, Qu Yun is asking to see you!"

Qu Qirong frowned slightly: "Take her to the hall, I'll be there in a while."

"Yes!" Qing'er nodded, turned and left.

Lu Ran looked at her, and said empathetically, "If Aunt Rong has guests, you can leave me alone!"

What Qing'er said just now did not use the method of sound transmission, so he heard it.

And it has the same surname as Aunt Rong, maybe they are both members of the Tongbao Chamber of Commerce.

"Then wait here for a while, I'll be back soon."

Qu Qirong nodded and left the courtyard.

At this time, in the hall, a woman in luxurious clothes was sitting, sipping tea leisurely.

Sitting next to her was a young man with a feminine appearance who was somewhat similar to her.

The feminine young man Qu Yun secretly said: "Mother, after this business dispute is over, will she belong to me?"

"Well, the patriarch has promised me!"

"As long as you capture her aura, whether it's cultivation or foundation, it will go to a higher level."

"In this battle of martial arts, they will surely shine and stabilize the lineage of the Xuanling Sect."

"With your talent and your excellent performance in the suzerain dispute, you will definitely be the young suzerain of the Lingbao sect in the future!"

There was a sinister light in Qu Yun's eyes.

Qu Yun asked back: "What if she doesn't want to?"

Qu Yun sneered: "It's up to her whether she wants it or not. With her cultivation, how can she resist us?"

"And the patriarch has already handed over the method of controlling the mind control Gu to my mother. Even if she has great means, she can't escape the fate of becoming a cauldron!"

When Qu Qirong wanted to control the family business, the family had already made the final verdict on Qu Qirong.

"That's good!" When thinking of the other party's plump and graceful figure, as well as that glamorous face, Qu Yun's heart was full of fire.

To him, this kind of mature lady is far more attractive than that young girl.