You rascal, stop right there!

Yinniang shook her head at the same time.

"It seems like they were talking about going to some temple, but I can't remember the exact location."

Ling Shumo felt something was strange, as if this clue did not meet his expectations.

That's it.

Five years have passed, and it is rare to find someone who has met Brother Yuebai.

Ling Shumo thought to himself, how great it would be if Yuebai could remember everything and tell him what happened that year.

Back then, if he had not been ordered by the late emperor to go to Longze Villa to paint for the concubines and beauties, he would not have parted with them.

Therefore, he ordered that Yinniang be arranged to stay in another courtyard, waiting for further inquiries.

"Master... Master..." A Yan saw that he was thinking seriously and had been sitting there for a long time.

Ling Shumo finally came to his senses, feeling somewhat helpless...

A Yan felt that whenever it came to Bai Wan, the master always thought more about it than anyone else.

"Tell me, under what circumstances would a person leave a painting to die and then go to a remote village with plague?"

Ling Shumo said quietly, not knowing whether he was asking A Yan or himself.

Ah Yan didn't understand - the master was Bai Wan's confidant, but he was not. Why did he ask such a question that he didn't even know the answer to?

Therefore, he didn't understand! He even wanted to ask that White Pea himself.

What is so good about this person that makes his master treat him so differently?

"Maybe he thought that what he did in the village would lead to his death! So he left the painting in advance, wanting to leave a last message for someone who could understand it?" He muttered.

This was said unintentionally, but the listener took it very seriously.

Because Ling Shumo was unable to understand the painting "Frost Forest" back then.

He thought it was just an ordinary painting by Brother Yuebai, just like all his usual landscape paintings, which were created just to cultivate one's temperament and bring joy.

Unexpectedly, I never saw him again the next day.

Brother Yuebai understands him, but he doesn’t understand Yuebai well enough.

If Yuebai, who was Bai Wan, hadn't told him, he would probably never understand that last will.

Ling Shumo sighed helplessly as A Yan pushed his wheelchair towards the snowy garden.

He is usually quiet and calm, trying his best to control his emotions.

The only thing that could make him look like this, apart from the public affairs that benefit the people and his parents and mentor, is his brother Yuebai.

A Yan pushed his wheelchair back, but found that the person who was originally in the painting studio had disappeared.

It turned out that Chen Yu couldn't stand Luo Wenqi's harassment anymore, so he dragged Bai Wan to the outer room.

In order to avoid people, he even ran to the streets.

A whole half month.

Chen Yu was undoubtedly devastated as he was chased all over the yard by a man.

Later, he felt that it was because he had blocked the accident pushed by He Xiang before that this person became like a dog-skin plaster.

but.

This can be blocked, but the evil fate has also been provoked.

In a word, he is not a homosexual.

In other words, even if he was a homosexual, he would not choose Luo Wenqi, who had straight eyebrows and a big beard.

So, Chen Yu grabbed Bai Wan's sleeve and begged:

"Boss, how about we leave Zhengzhou City?"

More importantly, he wanted to leave the orchid garden.

Bai Wan was staying still, but was suddenly grabbed by this person, and felt a little annoyed:

"Chen Er, I'm still learning painting here. I haven't made it yet! How can I go back like a coward?"

"But! That bearded guy!" Chen Yu shouted in an ugly voice.

He was about to collapse. Wherever he went, Luo Wenqi followed him! He couldn't get rid of him!

Bai Wan patted his shoulder thoughtfully: "Xiao Luoluo, he really went too far. I'll tell him later to stop following you, okay?"

After saying this, he turned around and left.

Chen Yu smiled bitterly: "Boss, you can't do this. We are normal men, how can we be liked by men! We still have to marry wives and have children! It's not like you are liked by men, so of course it's easy for you to say it!"

"Man? Falling in love with me? How is that possible!" Bai Wan felt as if she was hearing something funny.

These five years...

He has hundreds of younger brothers under him, if not dozens.

He rejected at least eight girls, if not ten.

Not to mention men, as long as a woman knows that he is a penniless, uneducated ruffian, she won't even have time to run away!

Then, Bai Wan was still hesitant and planned to go back.

He hasn't shown Brother Zichen the masterpiece he painted yesterday!

This time, Chen Yu refused to take it anymore. He simply refused to listen to the boss's teachings and stayed here with Bai Wan.

Bai Wan was speechless, so she pretended to be calm and patted his shoulder. Then she said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Do you hate Xiao Luoluo so much? I think he is a nice guy!"

Then, as if he had thought of something, he spread his hands with a hint of regret:

"But he does look a bit tough! Maybe he'd look better if he shaved his beard?"

Chen Yu rolled his eyes at him.

This isn't the point at all, okay?

So Chen Yu looked at Bai Wan thoughtfully: "This is a homosexual habit! I want to marry a pretty young lady! I can't do this kind of yin-yang inversion!"

Seeing Chen Yu's rare seriousness, Bai Wan understood very well: "I know, I'm not a homosexual! I also want to marry a pretty girl!"

Seeing this man's nonchalant look, Chen Yu suddenly had an idea.

"There is a very famous place for fireworks in Zhengzhou City - Beauty Town. Let's go and have a look! We have to let this guy know that what I like is women!" he suggested.

This beauty village is much larger than the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, and the girls here are more beautiful and have better looks.

If Luo Wenqi could clearly see that he was a man who liked women and there was absolutely no way he could have anything to do with men, he would be able to stop thinking about it.

Bai Wan thought about it carefully and thought this method was feasible.

Anyway, the fourth volume of the newly published "Bamei Pavilion and My Two or Three Things" has been published, and I have copied a lot of copies myself. It's a good opportunity to go to this land of beauty to see if there are any buyers.

The so-called land of beauty is gentle, and it is also a place where people can spend a lot of money to make money and make gold.

"Okay, why don't we go to the Beauty Land tonight and find some pretty girls!" Bai Wan said with a smile.

Little did he know that Ling Shumo had been pushed over in a wheelchair by A Yan and happened to hear these words.

Bai Wan glanced at the man who came quietly, feeling a little guilty, but spoke seriously: "Brother Zichen, you haven't been to the Beauty Village yet, right? How about we go together?"

Ling Shumo looked at Bai Wan thoughtfully - Brother Yuebai had never been to such a place before, and even he himself sometimes had to go there for social events due to official business.

But Bai Wan seemed to be very interested in this place, at least the place where they first met was in the brothel.

He didn't know why, but he felt sarcastic in his heart: This guy seems to be very familiar with brothels.

"My legs and feet are not convenient now, so I won't go."

As expected, he refused.

For some reason, Bai Wan felt a little relieved.

That's right, a man with such a good appearance and voice should stay in a quiet and elegant place. He can't let me mistake him for a prostitute like I did before.

Luo Wenqi, who was not far away, turned his head, stamped his feet, and watched with moist eyes as Bai Wan took Chen Yu out the door.

"Well, does he hate me so much?" Luo Wenqi seemed very frustrated.

Ling Shumo looked at the man and said, "Although I don't know why you like Chen Yu, if he likes women, how can you force him?"

However, Luo Wenqi was somewhat emotional: "Well, I like him not because of his appearance. But because he is the one who understands me best in this world, but he just doesn't remember it..."

This was just said in the heat of the moment.

However, the person next to him couldn't help but hold the armrest of the wheelchair tightly in his hands, as if he was thinking about something.