In a world where there are more men than women, I am spoiled

After the two of them had breakfast, Su Yueyao went back to her room and started busying herself with painting, while Yang Qianxun went to the front hall to arrange some matters and work.

Su Yueyao planned to paint a picture of plum blossoms. She remembered that when she was learning Lu You's poem about plum blossoms, she had always wanted to paint the artistic conception of the poem when she was learning to paint. It was just that she had very little time and she never had the chance. It was just a good opportunity for her to paint it!

In this way, Su Yueyao spent two hours painting before she finished it. Then she wrote Lu You's "卜算子·咏梅" on a piece of paper beside her.

Beside the broken bridge outside the post, loneliness has no owner.It's already dusk alone, but even more wind and rain.

Unintentional struggle for spring, Renqun Fang was jealous. Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant.

However, Su Yueyao wrote this word in simplified Chinese characters, as she did not know how to write most of the traditional Chinese characters. Su Yueyao picked up the book next to her and was about to look up the corresponding characters when Yang Qianxun knocked on the door.

"Ayao, can I come in?"

"come in!"

Yang Qianxun walked to the desk and saw Su Yueyao's painting and immediately praised it: "Ayao, the artistic conception of your painting is really good. I have seen so many plum blossom paintings, and Ayao's is the best."

"Really? Then Qianqian, do you want to write an inscription here? I have already thought of the poem." Su Yueyao smiled and handed the poem she had written aside to Yang Qianxun.

After Su Yueyao read out the poem, she smiled awkwardly and said, "The word 'qianqian'..."

"Ayao, let me write the inscription!" Yang Qianxun said excitedly after seeing the poem and hearing the newly-written verses.

The Queen will definitely like this painting when she takes it to Fengdu. He even wants to collect it. A Yao is afraid that he will have few peaceful days in the future.

If he could write an inscription on such a good painting, his reputation would be greatly restored. The key thing was that he could tell everyone that his wife was very good to him and they were very loving, and his wife would let him write an inscription on her painting.

Which famous talented woman in the world would allow a man to be exposed to a little of their paintings?

Yang Qianxun hugged Su Yueyao excitedly, his tone filled with panic and disbelief.

"Ayao, can I really write an inscription?"

Su Yueyao looked at the excited and surprised Yang Qianxun and felt a little confused. Is it necessary to be so happy?

In fact, she felt that the painting was not very outstanding in terms of polishing. The overall artistic conception looked better, but she was just busy handing it in. Looking at Yang Qianxun's expression, she thought there should be no problem!

"Of course you can. This way we can tell others about the paintings I drew and the calligraphy you wrote. This will let outsiders think that we are a loving couple." Su Yueyao said with a smile.

"Okay! Then I'll write the poem again, and A-Yao will see if my handwriting is suitable."

Su Yueyao left her seat and asked Yang Qianxun to sit down, pick up the pen, calm down, and start writing the poem he had just written.

Su Yueyao saw that Yang Qianxun's handwriting was indeed very good. The characters were vigorous and powerful, with vivid aura, and smooth and natural flow, very much in his style. A closer look would reveal that he must have practiced calligraphy for many years.

"Qianqian's handwriting is really beautiful." Su Yueyao praised.

"Ayao, do you like it?" Yang Qianxun said happily.

"I like it. Your handwriting is just like you, equally handsome!"

"Ayao..."

Finally, Yang Qianxun wrote words on the painting to make the whole painting more three-dimensional.

Yang Qianxun gently hung up the painting.

"This painting is so good, I don't want to let Yuqi take it away." Yang Qianxun said regretfully.

This is the first painting he and A Yao completed together, and it has a different meaning!

"Qianqian, if you like it, I will draw one for you when I have time. I also have some pictures of plum blossoms to draw!" Su Yueyao thought for a moment and said with a smile.

"Okay! Then I'll wait. Ayao, don't forget." Yang Qianxun said with surprise in his eyes.

"Okay...Okay, I won't forget it."

After the two had lunch, just after 3 p.m., Pei Yuqi's people came to pick them up.

Yang Qianxun gently put the finished painting into the box, with a look of reluctance on his face.

"Let's go! Qianqian, we will have more opportunities to paint together in the future! When the time comes, all the paintings will be yours."

"Ayao promised me this, I will take it seriously."

"I didn't intend to lie to you."

The two of them got on Pei Yuqi's carriage together. As soon as Su Yueyao entered the carriage, she found that Pei Yuqi was actually sitting on the side of the carriage.