My Lady is well

The scholar did not look surprised at all. The corners of his mouth raised slightly with a faint smile.

"Girl, do you like this painting?"

Shen Yueyao was stunned. This man had such powerful eyes.

Since she had been found out, she did not argue, but just said.

"I think your paintings have lofty ideas, and they are quite good."

He lifted his wide sleeves lightly, put his hands behind his back, and an air of tranquility and comfort surrounded him.

"I have been setting up a stall here for a few days and have sold one or two paintings here and there. This is the first time I have seen a customer as generous as you."

In fact, Shen Yueyao had little interest in his other paintings, but the artistic conception of this one in his hand resonated with her mood at the moment.

He seemed to see what was on her mind and spoke gently.

"Since you like this painting, you can just buy this one. You are kindhearted and want to help others, so you bought all the paintings for me. But if you don't really like them, they will just be idle if you buy them back. Why not let them go?"

Shen Yueyao was stunned for a moment, then realized that although the man was wearing white clothes, the material was the finest crescent brocade.

Looking at his paintings again, with exquisite composition and extraordinary artistic conception, I think he has no shortage of buyers, which makes me seem reckless.

And she heard this man speak tactfully, always giving her enough face, he was truly a very elegant man.

Talking with him really feels like being bathed in spring breeze.

She nodded slightly and said, "I was abrupt."

Shen Yueyao pulled out a silver note from her sleeve and handed it over. The young man in white took the note, his eyes slightly embarrassed and his brows slightly furrowed.

"Unfortunately, I don't have any change for you, young lady. Please wait for a moment."

Shen Yueyao had no intention of asking him for change, so she said calmly.

"No need, this painting is worth the price."

He smiled and said, "I set the price for my painting. I know whether it is worth it or not. Please wait for a moment, young lady."

Shen Yueyao realized that although his words were gentle, they were also persistent, so she didn't force it.

He looked around at the shops on the street, wondering which one could process the silver note.

Shen Yueyao saw what he was thinking. She looked up and saw a teahouse not far away. It looked like an elegant place. She thought that this man was a gentleman.

Well, it’s fate that we meet, so I’ll just say that.

"It is fate that I meet you today. How about I treat you to a cup of tea?"

The young man in white stared at her for a few seconds and thought to himself that this girl had no regard for the difference between men and women and was very frank in her words.

Before, many young ladies from official families approached him in the name of buying paintings, but the girl in front of him was different.

She was dressed in men's clothes, but her pretty figure could not be concealed. There was a hint of sadness between her brows, and one could not help but secretly guess where she came from.

Which rich girl is out for fun, or is she escaping from her marriage?

He walked slowly and gracefully towards her and gestured for her to come in.

He nodded slightly, and as soon as the two of them stepped into the teahouse, the owner of the teahouse came up to them with a smile and bowed.

"Thank you, Master. You are here. Please come to the private room upstairs."

Shen Yueyao was stunned. This teahouse looked unusual, with two floors. In the center of the downstairs there was a waterside stage used for singing and dancing.

He was able to get the boss here to come and greet him personally, so he must be a person of status.

When I got closer to him, I found that he had a ring-shaped jade pendant hanging around his waist, which was made of fine white marble.

She frowned slightly. Who is this person?

He did not respond to the boss's enthusiasm in a perfunctory manner, but just smiled and nodded, being polite yet distant.

Shen Yueyao picked up the corner of her robe and went upstairs.

The seats in the private rooms are all next to the railings, from which one can have a full view of the stage downstairs.

The waiter in the teahouse bowed and nodded, serving customers very attentively.

"Mr. Xie, what kind of tea would you like? Would you like some music?"

"Let's brew a pot of Jingting Green Snow. As for the ditty, let's play Miss Xia He's "Listening to the Rain."

Shen Yueyao was puzzled. Since he was a frequent customer, why didn't he think of coming here to exchange banknotes just now?

She was indeed somewhat curious about his identity, so she spoke.

"So your surname is Xie. I think you are not an ordinary painter. Why are you selling paintings on the street?"

Master Xie lightly lifted his long sleeves, lifted the corner of his robe, and sat down slowly. His movements were graceful, poetic, and elegant, with outstanding demeanor.

He smiled and said, "You look like you have an extraordinary family background, why would you dress up as a man?"

Shen Yueyao choked and just smiled without answering. She had her own reasons that she couldn't tell, and she thought he had the same reason too, so she didn't ask any more questions.

When the waiter brought the tea, she just lowered her head and sipped it.

Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, Master Xie lowered his eyes and said.

"Xie made a bet with a friend that he would sell all ten paintings. I had only sold two before the girl bought them."

Shen Yueyao thought that with his immortal appearance, he didn't seem like the kind of person who would make a bet with others.

Real people cannot be judged by their appearance.

"In that case, why did you refuse when I said I wanted to buy all of your paintings?"

He methodically made her a cup of tea and spoke calmly.

"The girl is generous. Xie feels that the victory is unfair."

Shen Yueyao nodded gently: "Young Master, you have an open mind. I admire you."

"I don't know girl..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard a flurry of footsteps downstairs and the creaking sound of armor rubbing against each other.

Shen Yueyao's heart tightened. She grabbed the painting on the tea table, stood up, her brows sank, she bit her lower lip tightly, and her hands unconsciously clenched the painting in her hands. She wanted to escape from here quickly, but her legs felt like they were filled with lead and she couldn't move at all.

She knew she couldn't escape.

Dozens of guards rushed in like wolves and tigers, standing in two neat rows, like two indestructible walls of steel.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the customers in the store fled one after another. The teahouse owner complained to the guards, but they were like wood and no one responded to him.

Jiang Ye came in in casual clothes and negotiated a few words with the teahouse owner. The man then stepped aside and dared not say another word.

When Master Xie saw such a grand ceremony and found that these guards looked like the palace's imperial guards, he realized that the girl must be someone extraordinary.

He stood up and looked at her steadily, wanting to ask something, but it seemed inappropriate at the moment.

Jiang Ye turned around, looked up at her, and saluted her with the sword in his hand.

Shen Yueyao frowned and lowered her head.

Master Xie looked downstairs and saw a man in gorgeous clothes coming in. He was handsome, tall and strong, and had an extraordinary and noble demeanor. He must be a powerful person.

There was a murderous aura between his cold brows, and staring into his eyes made people feel chilled.

Jing Ruzhang walked forward with his hands behind his back, his right hand clenched into a fist behind his back, his joints creaking. Just for a moment, he had a vague idea of ​​killing.

He walked to within Shen Yueyao's sight with her eyes lowered and stopped.

Her pupils trembled, her hands shook in shock, and the scroll in her arms slipped out of her hands and fell straight down.