The Woman Behind the Tree Chapter Seventeen
Before long, a woman's face emerged.
Ye Yun casually threw away the almost consumed charcoal block and took out another one from the basket.
These charcoal blocks were still a bit too soft, so the lines drawn out couldn't reach her satisfactory degree.
"See if there's anything that needs to be changed." Ye Yun asked Yan Cheng.
Yan Cheng furrowed his brow, somewhat hesitant, "Well..."
Ye Yun estimated that he wouldn't be able to think of anything for a while, and now there were only five officials left. It was indeed a bit difficult to see what was different, so she said: "You think slowly first, I'll add hair to her first. Can an ordinary hairstyle do?"
Yan Cheng nodded slightly.
Ye Yun no longer divided her attention and focused on drawing on the ground.
She painted ancient women's dresses for a long time, and her hair was almost casually pinched.
The painting didn't need to be very detailed, so she finished it quickly.
Ye Yun looked it over once, feeling like something was missing, her gaze fixed, and the corners of her mouth slightly hooked up.
Added a pair of earrings.
Yes, it's really beautiful!
Ye Yun nodded in satisfaction.
Ling Feng didn't pay much attention to the picture on the ground, but was instead drawn in by Ye Yun's face, which wore an unrestrained smile.
Those eyes with dazzling light, like two glittering gems, and her focused expression, with flying eyebrows and dancing colors.
"Right! It's her!" Yan Cheng said, staring at the picture on the ground, "And there's a mole on the corner of her mouth."
"Mole?" Ye Yun pointed casually.
Yan Cheng's eyes widened in amazement, and he exclaimed: "Young Madam! You're truly incredible. So many painters couldn't paint it, yet you managed to bring it out! Young Master, this is the woman!"
Ye Yun supported her head with one hand and asked: "What's wrong with this woman?" She was particularly concerned about the beauty.
"She came to see Master a while ago, saying she was an old acquaintance of Master's. Since Master wasn't around, she left. Yesterday she came again and asked me to pass something on to Master. Master wanted to know what she looked like, but the painters couldn't draw her. Mistress is really talented, she actually drew her portrait with charcoal." Yan Cheng told everything that had happened in one breath.
"Old acquaintance?" Ye Yun turned her eyes towards Ling Feng, with a hint of teasing in her eyes, "Does the Master of Ling Manor recognize me?"
Ye Yun's words were taken as a joke by Ling Feng, but when heard by Xing Er and the four great guards, they had an entirely different flavor.
Xing Er and four others glared at Yan Cheng with murderous intent.
There is a time and place for everything in speech!
Poor Yan Cheng was pierced by everyone's gaze in an instant, leaving him with no whole skin.
Ling Feng glanced at the portrait on the ground and slightly hooked his mouth, "I have some impression. Tonight, Huamanlou is hosting a banquet, would you like to go with me?"
Are there flowers on the building? Is Lu Xiaofeng here? Ye Yun supported her head with one hand and thought for a moment: "The Hongmen Banquet?"
Ling Feng smiled but did not speak.
That's more than half of it. Ye Yun sighed, "Do I have a second choice?"
"No." Ling Feng replied.
Ye Yun glared back at him with a bad temper, "Then why are you asking me?"
"I'm just telling you this. By the way, can people on earth draw on paper?" Ling Feng asked.
"Sure." Ye Yun spread out her hands, "What's in it for me?"
"What's in it for me?" Ling Feng raised an eyebrow, "What do you want?"
"Gold and silver are both acceptable, it's just a matter of how much you value this painting in your heart. Take a look and give me an offer. Don't worry about the quality! I won't cut corners even if you offer less. By the way, to show my sincerity, I'll perfect this painting and add a body to it. If you have any other requests, feel free to let me know."
She stretched out her hand and shook it slightly, Ye Yun's face was full of sincerity, "How about it?"
She really can't be separated from silver for three sentences? Ling Feng lost his smile, took out a silver ticket from his pocket and handed it to Ye Yun's hand: "As long as the wife is happy, it's okay to give any amount."
Ye Yun glanced at the silver ticket, 100,000 taels? She raised an eyebrow, what a generous move!
She helped Murong Yu with that matter that almost cost him his life and only earned 100,000 taels.
He lost ten thousand taels of silver to her for a painting.
As expected of a rich person! It's different indeed!
"Where can I exchange it?" She didn't like this kind of paper that looked like a banknote, and it was also slightly different from the one Murong Yu gave her.
"All major banks will do."
"No commission needed?" Ye Yun blinked her eyes.
Withdrawing money from another bank can be very expensive!
For her eccentric question, Ling Feng was somewhat taken aback and also a bit amused. "I've never heard of such an item before. You can go ahead and take it, no one dares to collect this unreasonable fee."
"How good!" Ye Yun's face was full of envy, "In our place, withdrawing money from a different bank will incur fees, and if you take the local silver ticket to withdraw money elsewhere, it will also incur fees, and the fees are expensive!"
"What kind of place is this? I've never heard of a place that charges for picking up silver." Xing'er turned her head to ask the opinions of the other four people.
The four guards also shook their heads in confusion.
"That's why I said it's good here." Ye Yun sighed and put away the silver ticket, "Alright, deal. Xing Er, grind the ink."
Xing'er was still surprised by the transaction pattern between Ling Feng and Ye Yun, and only came back to her senses when she heard Ye Yun calling her.
"Yes, yes."
She had just painted once before, and this time Ye Yun painted very quickly. Before long, a woman appeared on the painting.
The woman was added with a godly expression and movement by Ye Yun, making her look even more vivid.
"How beautiful!" Xing Er exclaimed unintentionally.
Ye Yun smiled and said, "She is an old acquaintance of your young master. Don't you all recognize her?"
Xing'er glanced at Lingfeng who was standing beside her and remained silent, lowering her head and not daring to speak.
Ye Yun saw her little action and didn't ask further.
At dusk, Ling Feng took Ye Yun out of the house and they sat in the same horse-drawn carriage that had brought them from the black market.
As soon as the carriage started moving, Ye Yun couldn't wait to lift up the curtain and take a look at the scenery along the way.
Suddenly saw a big tree behind, vaguely standing a person.
Ye Yun stared intently and saw that it was the woman she had just painted!
Ye Yun stood up and turned around, grabbing Ling Feng's hand, "Hey! Ling Feng, take a look!"
Ling Feng was slightly surprised by her initiative, but thinking that she didn't have any excessive reservations about men and women, he relaxed. Besides, she wasn't avoiding him either. Otherwise, it would be a headache later on.
The four great guards and Xing Er had already begun to suspect each other's unfamiliar attitude, but they didn't dare say anything more due to their identities.
"What?" Ling Feng followed her gaze and saw the woman behind the big tree at a glance.
He let down the carriage curtain and pulled Ye Yun away from the window. "A young lady should be more reserved."
"You saw that too?" Ye Yun originally thought the woman would run away after seeing her call out to Ling Feng, so she deliberately pulled Ling Feng hard. Unexpectedly, the woman just stood there and even took a few steps forward, clearly wanting Ling Feng to see her.
Ling Feng clearly saw it, but deliberately lowered the car curtain.
There is obviously something wrong!
"What did you see?" Ling Feng's expression turned cold once again.
"That woman, you just bought her portrait for 100,000 taels, didn't you?" The silver ticket was still clutched in her bosom.
