Yan Qing knew that Hulin was a sensible child, so she squatted in front of him and said kindly: "Hulin, you still eat these pieces by yourself, grandma can do it again now, when she is ready, you can take it back to the master to eat, okay?"

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When Aunt Li went to the back hall and made another plate of osmanthus cakes, Hulin had already eaten the plate just now, she took the oil paper and packed this pastry, and was ready to let Hulin take it back.

As he walks, Hulin holds a painting in one hand and a pastry in the other.

Yan Qing couldn't bear it when he saw it, so he stopped him and took the calligraphy and painting in his hand and said with a smile: "Why don't I go back to the private school with you, just when I go to see the master, how about it?"

"Yes, yes!" said Hulin, smiling happily.

Gong Wenshen's carriage approached.

He and Wei Ting got out of the car, and the junior sister was rescued by Brother Shi. They approached the carriage and greeted Shi Wenjie.

When Wei Ting was about to lift the curtain to see if Xinrong was safe and sound?

Listening to the voice inside, he hurriedly persuaded: "Master, senior brother, I... I'm looking so embarrassed now, I don't have a face to see people, let's go back to Lan'an first!"

"Good!" Wei Ting's hand paused and withdrew.

They each got into the carriage, Shi Wenjie was asked not to sit in the same carriage with her, and reluctantly and distressed sat in Gong Wenshen's carriage.

Bumpy all the way back to Lan'an.

The carriage stopped directly in front of the Wei Mansion, Shi Wenjie took off his robe, wrapped Xinrong's bloodstained body with special care, and carried her into the mansion.

Wei Ting instructed the old housekeeper to send someone to the Hongyantang Painting Gallery on Qingyang Street as soon as possible to pick up his wife and return to the house, and he himself went to call the doctor.

Yan Qing and the Liu family received the news brought by the mansion, and Xinrong had been rescued by them, and their uneasy hearts fell peacefully. Yan Qing went to the Wei Mansion with the Liu family to see Xinrong's sister, and left Su Jin to take care of it in the art gallery.

They arrived at the Wei Mansion.

The doctor has already diagnosed Dr. Fang Xinrong and is prescribing medicine.

Wei Ting sat on the edge of the piercing, carefully bandaging the wound on Xinrong's left wrist.

Shi Wenjie and Gong Wenshen stood aside and watched, each thoughtful.

"Xinrong!" Before the Liu people entered the door, the shouts of love had already come in.

As soon as Fang Xinrong heard that the master was back, the mood that had just been calmed down collapsed instantly, and she was full of grievances.

"Shi Niang!" she was leaning on the head of the bed, and suddenly leaned towards the direction of the door, she saw Shi Niang and Sister Yan coming in, and wanted to get up...

Wei Ting and Shi Wenjie hurriedly persuaded her in unison: "Sit down obediently and don't move..."

"Yes!" Liu and Yan Qing approached, Wei Ting gave up his seat to his wife, Liu picked up the bandaged wrist in distress, and his tone was full of accusations against the villains: "Those people tied you up?

"Does it still hurt?" she asked softly.

Fang Xinrong nodded violently and said, "It still hurts."

I wanted to tell my sister and Sister Yan what I said: "Sister Yan, I hurt you, they slandered the gallery everywhere, they simply took advantage of me, and they tried every possible way to take me back to Pingyang." I don't want to go back, but they won't let me go."

The more she spoke, the more emotional she became. Why is her father so ruthless, doesn't he know that his subordinates are disrespectful to his daughter, why he has to force her to take her back to the house and marry her to someone who is not a good match.

"Xinrong, you are quiet, you still have injuries on your body, don't be excited!" Liu persuaded her distressedly, and in desperation, he turned to Wei Ting and proposed: "Master, why don't you send a letter to the Fang Mansion, just say... Just say..."

She couldn't find a suitable word for a while, her eyes saw Wen Jie, and suddenly thought: "Let's just say that our couple is very happy with the kind and lively nature of the girl, and the nephew Wen is outstanding and rich, and I think Wen Jie and Xinrong are married..."

"Master!" Fang Xinrong was still full of grievances, and when she heard her joke at this time, she lowered her head shyly, and she was very happy in her heart.

Shi Wenjie was taken aback from his stunned gaze, his eyes involuntarily looked at Xinrong, seeing that she was shy and did not show disgust for him, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and smiled gratefully at his aunt.

Wei Ting felt that Madame's idea was good, besides, at this moment, he saw the meaning of Xinrong and Wenjie, and he did not object to it with a word, it is estimated that the two of them have already promised each other in their hearts?

"Hehe! Okay, just do what Madame wants!" Wei Ting said, and was about to turn around and go to the study.

But Fang Xinrong stopped in time and said, "Master..."

"Huh?" Wei Ting turned to look at her, his eyes full of confusion.

Fang Xinrong's eyes were like autumn water, and she looked at Brother Shi shyly, and what she wanted to say in her heart, she didn't know how to say it for a while, so she shook her head at her master.

"Hehe!" Wei Ting stroked his beard and walked out of the room with a smile on his face.

Gong Wenshen saw that the master was gone, but he was also interested, since the junior sister had been rescued by Brother Shi, he would inevitably be in the way if he stayed here.

He said goodbye to his sister and Xiaoqing, and told his sister to rest and recuperate, so he came out with Brother Shi who sent him out.

When leaving, he promised Brother Shi that he would find out about his sister being tied up out of the city, and speaking of which, he guessed that it had nothing to do with the killing of the two big men before.

In the room.

Yan Qing and Liu were chatting with Xinrong.

Fang Xinrong recalled the scene of being brought back to Pingyang by the gangsters today, and still had palpitations in his heart. Moreover, it was she who caused the gallery, and she still apologized to Sister Yan.

"Sister, don't blame yourself anymore!" Yan Qingwen persuaded her: "Okay, don't think about anything, sister will heal her injuries first, and when things are done properly for Mr. Wei and Brother Gong, you can rest assured that you can stay in Lan'an."

"But..."When Fang Xinrong thought of her father, she was still a little reluctant, her father was such a daughter as her, if she hadn't forced her to marry Lu Zhengming, how could she think of sneaking out of the house.

Yan Qing and Liu Shi saw her thoughts, and the two looked at each other, and it was not easy to say anything for the time being.

Shi Wenjie sent Gong Wenshen back from the house, walked to the door, and happened to meet the old housekeeper bringing the boiled soup, and he took it and entered the room.

Yan Qing visited Xinrong's sister, and seeing that she was safe now, she relieved herself and said goodbye and went back to the gallery.

Liu Shi saw that Wenjie came in with a decoction, so she smiled and said to send Xiaoqing.

Yan Qing and Liu left.

Shi Wenjie took the spoon and fiddled around in the bowl twice, then put it close to his mouth and blew it lightly, sat on the edge of the bed and smiled at the little beauty who lowered her head and smiled, but did not look up at him: "Come, drink the decoction and it will be fine soon."

"Brother Shi!" Fang Xinrong raised her head to look at him, her eyes were full of smiles, and she said, "Thank you for saving me back to Lan'an, actually..."

"Actually, what?" asked Shi Wenjie as he withdrew the spoon and smiled interestedly.

Fang Xinrong clutched the futon noodles with both hands, obviously feeling her own heartbeat accelerating, and replied crimson: "Actually, I was in a predicament at the time, and I was thinking about it... It's Brother Shi, I've been calling Brother Shi in my heart..."As he spoke, a tear rolled down his cheek inexplicably.

Shi Wenjie put down the medicine bowl steadily.

He raised his hand to caress Xinrong's delicate face, wiped away her tears with pity, and took her into his arms and said: "I always feel a bad premonition, so I rushed back to Lan'an, fortunately I met you on the way, otherwise I don't know..."

"Brother Shi, don't say anything that goes against the joy of the people!" Fang Xinrong said in a panic, hugging his waist, and his heart was never more steady.

The two hugged quietly for a while.

Shi Wenjie thought that the decoction that was put aside was about to cool down, he kissed Xinrong's earlobe, reluctantly let go of him, and said softly: "Come, drink the medicine first"

"Uh-huh!good!" Fang Xinrong smiled and nodded.

Liu sent Xiaoqing out of the house, and the two chatted while walking, she said: "Now Xinrong wants to recuperate in the mansion for a while." And Pingyang's side, presumably it will not be easy to compromise, the days that should be tossed in the future will not be saved, Xiaoqing, the gallery should be nothing for the time being, it is better for me to go to the gallery to help for a while! Xinrong has Wenjie and Xiaoyu to take care of, I will go back to the house at night to see her."

Yan Qing never thought that Mrs. Wei had the idea of going to the gallery to help, she didn't think about it, and politely refused Mrs. Wei's kindness and said, "Mrs. Wei is polite, there are many things in the house that you need to take care of." The gallery has not been too busy these days, and my husband, Aunt Li and Uncle Feng are still busy, so how can I bother Mrs. Wei?"

"Xiaoqing, we are all family, you don't need to be polite to me!" Liu insisted on what she meant.

Yan Qing was grateful to Mrs. Wei, and she didn't mean to be polite to her, she just didn't want Mrs. Wei to be too tired! The gallery was busy every day, and it took a while for Sister Xinrong to get used to it, and she was able to get more and more comfortable.

Liu knew that Xiaoqing was thinking about her, and since she couldn't resist Xiaoqing's wishes, she had to give up first.

Out of the mansion, Yan Qing asked Mrs. Wei to stay and said with a smile: "Mrs. Wei should go back to the house!

"Good!" Liu said.

Yan Qing went all the way back to the art gallery, and happened to pass Wenren Street, she remembered that there were not many ink blocks left in the art gallery, so she went to buy a few more pieces for spare.

Back to the gallery.

Sure enough, she didn't see any painters coming to visit, Aunt Li came out of the back hall and saw that Xiaoqing had gone to the Wei Mansion and came back, she asked worriedly, "How is it?"

"It's okay!" Yan Qing sat back at the counter and sorted out the accounts, and replied: "Sister Xinrong's wrist was strangled not lightly, the doctor has already treated her, and now it should be fine, that is, I let her recuperate well in the house, and by the way, she can avoid those villains, and she will not come to the gallery in the near future."

"It's okay!" Aunt Li sighed and continued: "Come to think of it, it's not easy for Xinrong to be that girl, I may be homesick in my heart, but I am unwilling to go back, her father promised her to someone who doesn't like her, alas!"

"Okay, Aunt Li!" Yan Qing glanced at her and said, "Mrs. Wei has the intention to give Sister Xinrong to Shi Gongzi..."

"That's good!" Before Yan Qing finished speaking, he was snatched away by Aunt Li and said: "I see that Shi Gongzi is indeed a very good person, but unfortunately he is not Gong Gongzi?

Yan Qing looked at Aunt Li looking happy for Sister Xinrong, smiled, took the ink block and handed it to Aunt Li, and said with a smile: "Uncle Feng's ink block over there is almost running out, this is a new purchase, Aunt Li, you go and get it to Uncle Feng!"

"Oh! good!" Aunt Li responded affectionately, took the ink block, and went up to the second floor with a smile.

One morning and half an afternoon passed, and the gallery was still empty.

Yan Qing sat indifferently in the hall and painted her paintings, not looking eager. In fact, I was thinking about how to restore the gallery to its previous booming business.

"Madame!"

She was thinking about it when she suddenly heard a cute familiar voice in her ears.

Yan Qing put down the pen and looked at Meng Tong, and smiled, it was not Hulin who was playing on the street before that she was just calling her wife.

She picked him up lovingly, smiled softly and asked, "Hulin, why are you here alone? What about the master? You won't steal out of the private school again and run out to play, right?"

"No!" Hulin frowned and said cutely: "I came to buy a painting for the master, and the master said that he wanted to buy Mr. Su's "Seclusion"."

"Oh?" Yan Qing took him and looked outside, but he didn't see the master's figure, and asked him, "What about the master?" Why didn't he come by himself?"

"Master is sick!" said Hulin, scratching his head.

"How could you be sick?" Yan Qing asked thoughtfully, and went to the painting area with Hulin in his arms.

Aunt Li made the osmanthus cake, came out of the back hall with it, and when she saw a child coming to the gallery, she immediately asked happily: "Yo! Whose doll is this?

As she spoke, she approached Hulin with an osmanthus cake.

"Thank you, Grandma!" Hulin took a piece and ate it, and after taking a bite, he thought it was delicious, and then wanted to eat a second piece.

Aunt Li likes children, Yan Qing only saw it today, she smiled and put down Hulin, let him and grandma go to play for a while, and she took the landscape painting of "Seclusion" and wrapped it at the counter.

Looking at Hulin again, the osmanthus cake he ate, the scum was stained in his mouth, and Aunt Li helped him wipe his mouth from time to time.

"I want water!" Hulin ate anxiously, looking around at the water.

Yan Qing hurriedly poured him a cup of tea, handed it to him to drink, and told him to eat slowly, anyway, no one grabbed him.

Hulin nodded.

He raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth and said, "Grandma, this one you made is really delicious, much better than the food cooked by the master."

"Hehe!" Aunt Li was amused and said, "Is it delicious, you can go back later, just take the remaining pieces back and eat it, if it's gone, grandma can make it again."

"Okay! Thank you, Grandma!" Hulin suddenly stopped eating, and took a piece of osmanthus cake and prepared to put it in his arms.

Aunt Li looked at it, stopped him in a hurry and asked, "Yo! What are you doing here?"

"I'm going to bring it back to my master to eat!" said Hulin, solemnly.

"This..."Aunt Li was speechless for a moment and looked at Xiao Qing.