Qiaolan tossed and frightened like this, it was enough to choke, the princess was anxious to appreciate the embroidery, she quit, and before leaving, the princess waved her hand and sent the tonic to her yard. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I said earlier that the general wants to discuss some things with Chuanhu, and I won't be able to leave for a while, but Qiaolan is not in a hurry, it has already come to this point, the key is that the task is completed, and the embroidery map is successfully delivered.

I didn't care about anything when I went back, I just fell asleep, Mama Zhou didn't let people disturb her, I took the medicinal herbs and stewed some medicinal soup for her to eat, and tried to rest for the past few months, so as to nourish her well and replenish some vitality.

Qiao Lan slept hard for a few days, woke up at the end of the morning, got up to exercise and eat breakfast, it was rare not to even practice words, after breakfast and swayed for a while before eating lunch, continued to lie down and then sleep, and slept very early at night.

After a few days of hard sleep, I felt that my bones were soft, and then I felt that I had slept enough, and walked around the yard.

"Madam, the weather is good today, let's go to the flower yard." Mama Zhou saw that it was not a way for her to sleep like this, so she still had to take a stroll and move her body.

"Okay, let's go see, paint, and get my easel."

Qiao Lan is idle, so she has the energy to play this miscellaneous.

"Okay, Xiaoyu quickly move things."

"Okay, I'll help." Peony nodded happily.

A few people carried things to the garden, Qiaolan found a place with the best scenery, put on a drawing board and began to paint, it is rare to be in such a good mood, the spirit is also good, the garden scenery of the princess's mansion is also very good, all are precious flowers and trees, which also makes Qiaolan very painting.

Lingyu went to get refreshments, the dim sum in the house tasted good, they rewarded it, and the people below were polite and friendly to them, they didn't make trouble with others, they did it themselves if they could, so the minions never embarrassed their masters and servants, not to mention that Mama Zhou was in charge, and it was still courteous.

Qiao Lan didn't wait for a while to concentrate on painting, and she sat down for an afternoon, and before she knew it, time had passed.

"It's a good drawing."

"Hey, hey! Who are you? Qiao Lan suddenly heard a voice behind her and was startled.

"I'm sorry, I'm scared of you, I watched your drawings and stood behind for a while."

"Madam, this is our eldest young master, the prince of the mansion." Peony reminded her.

"Oh, please say hello to the son, the folk girl is polite." Qiao Lan hurriedly said goodbye.

The little boy is not very old, about the same age as Chuanwei, maybe a little younger, but obviously more stable and mature than Chuanwei.

"Our son has been raised by the queen mother in the palace, and he is studying in the palace study, so you have never seen you since you came, and some time ago I went to the summer with the emperor, so I am not at home." Peony hastened to explain.

"Oh, I said why haven't I seen it, but when I see it, I can see that it looks very similar to the general, and it is very powerful and handsome." Qiao Lan smiled kindly.

The little boy was praised and was very happy, "You are a good drawing, you are the sister Qiaolan that my sister said, can I call you that?" ”

"You're polite, it's the county lord who mentioned me, the county lord is cute and beautiful and sensible, and I like it very much." Qiao Lan smiled sincerely when she mentioned the county lord.

"Well, my sister always talks about you, they all say that you are good, you got a lot of toys, my sister is always happy, but she is not less in the limelight, the clothes are embroidered by you, well, very beautiful, thank you for taking care of my sister." The little boy looks like a little adult.

"You're polite, it's true that the county lord always takes care of me, and I have nothing else to repay, so I can still see people for this little bit of craftsmanship, so I made her a dress and made her happy." Qiao Lan did not take credit either.

The little boy is obviously more shrewd, and it's true that he is a little exposed because of his young age, but it can be seen that the children who come out of the palace are not stupid.

"Well, what are you drawing, how many years have you been learning calligraphy and painting? It's so well drawn. "The little boy is very frank, praised Qiaolan, to the point that he does not look down on the peasants, the attitude is still very good, people feel very comfortable, I have to say that the princess's son is very powerful, from the etiquette or the upbringing is the dragon among the people.

"I painted this osmanthus tree, and the scenery in the garden, I also came from elementary school, and I have not worshiped a particularly powerful master, it was my grandmother who taught me calligraphy and painting, I am copying famous calligraphy and painting, and I slowly learned and practiced slowly." Qiao Lan is very honest and has something to say.

"Well, that's a bit of talent, can you write a few words for me?" The little boy is quite curious about Qiaolan.

"Okay, don't laugh at me." Qiao Lan was modest, but she was not stage frightened.

Peony and Lingyu laid out the paper, and Lingyu was already very good because she often took care of Qiaolan and grinded, and she was very organized.

"Well, this ink research is good, and the movements are also standard, not bad." The little boy saw Lingyu's movements and couldn't help but nod in approval.

Qiao Lan thought about it, Long Feifeng Wu wrote a few big words, which are simple words, and a few words that learn the sea is endless.

"Good, good! Good words, good words. The little boy praised loudly, although he was young, but he did study in the imperial study, and this eyesight still exists.

"You have an overreputation, my words are still lacking, and I don't dare to take credit for it before I reach Dacheng." Qiao Lan understands where her flaws are, and she is not proud.

"It's good that you can be such a woman at your age, and you can have such a good character."

"What are you talking about? Brother Hao is back. "The general has come to the garden with Chuanhu.

"Greetings to the General." Qiao Lan hurriedly saluted.

"Dad, I just went to my mother to ask for peace, didn't I just come out for a while, I saw Sister Qiaolan, she was good at drawing, I couldn't help but look at it for a while." Brother Hao smiled and said hello to his father, his tone was intimate and a little coquettish, this time he looked like a child, just now he looked like an adult, one by one.

"Well, your Sister Qiaolan's level is not comparable to ordinary women, there are people outside the world, you know now, right?" The general patted his son, this is a very intimate attitude, the ancients were very strict with boys, and they would not easily hold and coax or anything, so they could only treat girls, not sons.

"Yes, I know." Brother Hao nodded seriously.

"Well, this is a good word, and the writing is good, but it really hasn't reached the point of Dacheng." The general's ears are good to hear.

"Why did you run here, I'm looking for it." Chuanhu smiled at Qiaolan, carefully observed her complexion, and looked a little more energetic, but her face was not very good.

"I slept a lot and went out for a walk, this is not a good day and the scenery is good, so I became interested, come and draw a few pictures, some time ago I was busy embroidering, and I was not in the mood, so I will be interested." Qiao Lan smiled.