Ruyi Garden. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhao Liangyi stood under the plum tree wearing a white brocade forged cloak, holding red petals. The correspondence between red and white makes others more resolute and arrogant, noble and elegant.

Pingchuan walked behind him and reported: "Childe, Pingchuan heard from the doctor who treated Yun Tianhua that after this incident, she can only live to be thirty years old at most. ”

"What?" Zhao Liangyi turned around in shock, and the petals in his hand were pulled by him and plucked. "Thirty, did you hear me right?"

Pingchuan said: "I heard it very clearly, Yun Qianhua is still young, and he has injured his meridians and damaged his vitality. External injuries are easy to treat, while internal injuries are refractory. ”

Zhao Liangyi paced forward, if Yun Shen's daughter lost most of her life because of him, although Yun Shen would not say anything on the surface, there must be a rift between him and Yun Fu, which was very unfavorable to him.

Yun Shen is a waiter in the Ministry of Rites, and with his ability, he will definitely rise in the future, which should not be underestimated.

Zhao Liangyi said: "Let Dr. Gao go to Taoyuan Garden to see if there is a way to cure Yun Tianhua." ”

The doctor in the capital must have higher medical skills than Pingyang, maybe he has a way.

Pingchuan stopped: "Young master, no. The identities of Doctor Gao and the young master are hidden, and if Doctor Gao makes a move, it is likely that our identity and whereabouts will be exposed, which will bring danger to the young master. Lord Yun also knew the stakes well, so he found another doctor from outside the house. ”

"Having said that, Yun Shen is very important to me. ”

Pingchuan also knew the thoughts of the young master of his family, and suggested: "The young master wants to cure the eldest lady, but there is no need to rush it. She will be fine in a short period of time, and it will not be too late to arrange this matter after returning to Beijing. ”

Zhao Liangyi thought about it, and it could only be like this. "You go and talk to Duanmu, I want to see him. ”

Hirakawa responded and retreated again.

Only then did Zhao Liangyi notice that the half-petals that had been broken off on his hand had been wrinkled by him. The creases are darker, close to black, and extremely ugly.

Still on the ground in disgust, he walked into the house.

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Peach Mandarin Garden.

The west side of the main house, through the floor cover, is used for bathing. On the east side of the main house, through the floor cover, is the inner room, that is, the bedroom. The bedroom goes further in, and across a blue gauze kitchen, is the study. Books, calligraphy and paintings, scholars, ink treasures, all available.

But the study was a bit small and couldn't accommodate so many people, so I moved things to the back garden. The weather is warm, just right for some sun.

The moon is full, Yun Siling and Yun Siyu are painting, and the painting is Mei.

There are stone tables and stone benches in the back garden, and the stone benches are covered with thick leather jackets to block the cold. Yun Tianhua sat on the stone bench, drinking porridge and watching them.

Qiu Shu was making tea, and there were snacks on the table.

Yun Tianhua likes to watch them, watch them bicker, watch them coax the old lady to laugh, watch them tease the maids in the house, and watch them do all kinds of tricks to make her happy.

Over there, Yun Siyu looked at the painting drawn by Yun Yueyuan next to him, and said with a smile: "Second sister, your plum blossoms are too stingy, the flowers are so small, and they don't have the arrogance of plum at all." ”

Yun Yueyuan frowned and said, "Yes, I'll take a look at you." After speaking, he looked at Yun Siyu's table. "How can it be small, as big as yours!"

"How can there be the same, I don't believe you let Siling talk about it, is it different?"

Yun Siling looked at her younger brother's painting, then at her second sister's painting, and said, "I think you're all about the same." Si Yu, don't talk about the stinginess of the second sister, yours is not very atmospheric. ”

Yun Siyu was unconvinced, "Yours is younger than us, and you dare to say that we are stingy." Look at your petals, they're still crooked!"

"Which eye of yours sees that my petals are crooked, obviously subtle, you are jealous that I draw better than you. ”

"Who's jealous of you, stinky beauty. ”

Yun Yueyuan stood aside with a distressed expression, obviously Si Yu was talking to him just now, why did it become Si Yu and Si Ling quarreling again?

It's really strange for two identical people to quarrel. It feels like I'm arguing with myself.

"Hmph, I won't tell you, I'll go to the eldest sister theory. Yun Siyu arrogantly took his painting and ran towards Yun Tianhua.

Yun Yueyuan and Yun Siling naturally couldn't lag behind, and they ran over with their own paintings.

Qiu Shu was pushed aside, and when he stepped back, he happened to see the person under the porch. Seeing that he shook his head, he was silent.

Yun Siyu stretched out his painting in front of Yun Tianhua and asked, "Sister, how is my painting?"

In his previous life, after Yun Tianhua fell ill this time, he lacked qi, and he only learned a little bit about music theory, and it was even more impossible to dance. With her arrogant and willful temperament, she naturally has no patience to play chess and practice calligraphy.

But she was able to study her paintings with the heart and mind, and paint calmly. Just because of his previous life, Zhao Liangyi is also a person who likes painting. She loves the house and Wu, and is quite accomplished in painting.

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are also proficient.

Yun Qianhua said: "The painting is good, and the petals are lifelike. However, it would be better if you had two fewer branches, the petals should be in harmony with the branches, and it would be more realistic to add some ink dots to the branches. ”

Yun Siling couldn't wait to overlay his painting on his brother's painting, and said, "What about mine, what about mine?"

Yun Tianhua commented: "Your paintings are evenly colored and moderately powerful. The petals alone are beautiful, and the vividness of the plum blossom is drawn. However, in your paintings, there are too many petals and too few branches, which gives people a sense that the flowers and branches are unwilling to bear the burden. You can reduce the petals a little bit and add a little more branches. ”

For an eleven-year-old child, it's good to have such a grade.

Naturally, the two brothers would not refute their sister's comments, and looked at their paintings repeatedly, as if they were really as their sister said.

Yun Tianhua took a sip of tea, looked at Yun Yueyuan on the side with a smile, and said, "How is the painting, do you want my sister to see it?"

"Uh-huh. Yun Yueyuan nodded, walked up to her, and whispered, "Sister, you can help me take a look." ”

Yun Tianhua took the painting, looked at it, and said, "The painting is beautiful." She tilted her head slightly and whispered, "It's better than both of them." ”

Yun Yueyuan was shy again after hearing this, this is the second time that my sister has praised her today.

I feel that my sister is getting better and better for her, and it is not as terrible as before.

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*Today's one update.