Chapter 786

The Holy Majesty meant that he could leave the capital within half a month, but Yan Yu was impatient. This morning, he asked people to pack up his belongings. He wanted to take up the post as soon as possible.

Yan Qin has long been used to being separated from his family, but he has no regrets, knowing that his parents don't have to travel to a harsh and cold place, so he can rest assured.

After talking with his sister, Yan Qin went out with a gift.

Yan Rongzhen, who was wearing a double bun, looked at her elder brother's hastily walking away, blinked and said, "When did the second elder brother become so impatient, could it be that he was rushing to see his lover?"

The servant girl next to her smiled and said: "Miss, you are not allowed to talk nonsense about this. The second son wants to see him, but he is not meeting his lover."

"It's easy to say, I read a storybook yesterday,"

"Miss, you secretly read the script again. If Madam finds out, you will be punished for making a fuss again."

Yan Rongzhen muttered: "I'm not the second brother. I either write or draw all day long. It's very boring. I think my future sister-in-law must also like to write and draw."

Yan Rongzhen felt a little bit good, and now Lin Sui was particularly interested in writing and drawing.

The pavilion surrounded by living springs is hung with gauze curtains, and smokeless silver carbon is burned inside, leaving some gaps in the corners for ventilation.

When Yan Qin was led to the center of the pavilion, a young man in black was writing an article inside.

The black clothes made the youth look thinner and thinner, and the faint and bitter medicinal fragrance lingered in the pavilion.

After seeing the ceremony, Yan Qin saw the handwriting on the paper, which was exactly a poem he had written.

He unconsciously tightened his grip on the edge of the scroll, and read out the next chapter in his mind as Lin Sui wrote the pen, as if Lin Sui wrote the pen and ink following his voice.

"Is this your thank you gift?"

Lin Sui unfolded the painting scroll brought by Yan Qin, which was a bit picky.

This pair is the authentic work of the masters of the former dynasty, it is very rare, Yan Qin chose this one after careful consideration.

Seeing Lin Sui's dissatisfied appearance now, Yan Qin felt a little at a loss.

He pursed his lips and said, "Thinking about my lord's liking for calligraphy and painting, I chose this gift as a thank you gift."

Yan Qin didn't know why Lin Sui came to him suddenly, but he thought that the reason why the other party came to him was his painting skills, so he couldn't make mistakes in choosing paintings.

In fact, he didn't know what Lin Sui liked, and he tried to find out, but it was full of gold and silver treasures, but Lin Sui would not be in shortage of these things.

Lin Sui looked at the young Lang Qingjuan's eyebrows, and said, "Mr. Yan Lang should know that Mr. Yan has gone to Yanzhou. Is it a bit too cheap to repay this great favor with just one painting?"

"What does your lord mean?"

Yan Qin hesitated, not knowing Lin Sui's plan.

Could it be that he was asked to paint again to make amends? If Lin Sui wanted it, he would be fine to paint a few more.

"Today, I have a taste for elegance, and I also want to paint. Mr. Yan Lang asked me to paint once, and I will repay the favor, how about it?"

The young man's voice was lazy, as if it fell on Yan Qin's heart, and the last two words pressed the heavy strings, making Yan Qin's heart skip a beat.

His eyes fell on the young man's hand, which would draw traces on his body with a pen, Yan Qin thought, what's the matter, even if Master Lin draws a bastard on him, it is worthwhile .

It's just that Yan Qin didn't think about whether that extremely secret eagerness and anticipation was due to the ability to pay back the favor.

Looking at the curtains around him, Yan Qin knew that Lin Sui might have already made up his mind.

He didn't refuse, and took off his clothes, and when he was about to turn around, he heard Lin Sui say, "I didn't say to draw on the back."

Yan Qin tightened his hands on the edge of the long table, his heart beating faster and faster, took a deep breath, and met Lin Sui's gaze.

"How can there be any obstacles to the scroll, are you right, Xiao Lang?"

The pen in Lin Sui's hand touched Yan Qin's leg, and the ink smeared on the fabric, making Yan Qin's eyes widen in astonishment.

This nature seems to be completely different. The noble son who has always had a strict family style and has read poetry and books would not do these frolicking behaviors in the room, let alone in the pavilion.

Although the veil cannot be seen from the outside world, if a servant steps forward or if the wind blows away... In short, this is too much a challenge for the thin-skinned young man.

Yan Qin froze in place, and the atmosphere was somewhat stagnant.

"Looks like Mr. Lang doesn't want to repay my favor. That's fine. You can rest in my mansion as much as you like, and leave when you like."

Lin Sui's threats were so perfect that if he entered his door, Yan Qin would not be able to escape even if he had wings. If he didn't like it, Yan Qin would never leave. He hoped that Yan Qin would know this.

Yan Qin's posture became more and more rigid. This Zhumen compound is a monster with an open mouth, and the young man in black in front of him is the most powerful Rakshasa ghost among them. If he doesn't follow suit, he might not be able to take half a step out of the door.

With a cold face, the young man complied with Lin Sui's request.

The books of sages and sages read in his mind made him inevitably tinged with shame when he did these actions. He wanted to appear calm and calm, so he deliberately looked directly into the eyes of the powerful officials, as if to say: Already so, what should you do.

But he didn't know that for a surly person, the softer and gentler the more boring, the more they are compromised, the more fun they will be.