The size of the Su family's mansion does not belong to the mansions of those dignitaries in the world. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that the layout is relatively simple, without too much decoration.

But everywhere it gives people a sense of distance and expanseness, which makes people awe-inspired.

Su Jiu was familiar with the road all the way, bypassed a few corridors, and walked through a few elegant bridges, and then walked to the Qingfeng Pavilion, where Su Ying, the fourth elder of the family, usually rested.

The fourth elder, Su Ying, has always had a cold personality, and he is extremely simple in the Qingfeng Pavilion.

There are a few small flowers, but they are all extremely light colors, and only when the breeze blows, will they exude a little floral fragrance, not strong but not light.

Su Cai'er, who had been following closely behind Su Jiu, saw that she had arrived at the courtyard of the Four Elders' Pavilion, and after a pause, she stopped by the courtyard gate.

Lowering his head slightly, he no longer followed Su Jiu to move forward.

Su Jiu glanced at it slightly, but didn't care.

Turning his eyes to look at the familiar and unfamiliar Qingfeng Pavilion in his memory, Su Jiu exhaled deeply, and then walked straight towards the closed pavilion door not far away.

Walking in front of the tall carved pavilion door, Su Jiu paused, a complicated color flashed in his eyes, and after a little hesitation, he raised his hand and pushed towards the door.

But before his fingertips could touch the door, there was a creak, and two heavy carved wooden doors slowly opened to both sides.

In an instant, a wind blew out from inside, and the banquet swept towards Su Jiu with a thick ink fragrance.

Reflexive, Su Jiu immediately closed his eyes.

When I opened it again, the two carved wooden doors were already wide open, revealing the scene inside the pavilion.

I saw that between the not too big pavilions, the blue bricks were paved on the floor, except for a few futons placed on the ground at random, there was only a short blue-gray table placed horizontally in the center of the pavilion.

On it, a roll of rice paper is spread out in a long way, and the enamel pen wash is quietly pressed on the white xuan, like a finished painting.

And a few days after the case, there is a woman in a green shirt at this moment, painting with a pen, each stroke has its own rhythm, waving the robe between the clouds and water, the atmosphere is majestic.

Sandalwood rose from the quaint small stove on the ground next to the woman, bypassing the woman's long black hair, hovering in mid-air, and gradually dispersing.

Seeing this scene, Su Jiu's hand pushing the door froze in mid-air before he could withdraw it.

At the same time, in the depths of his eyes, there was a complex light that was difficult for others to understand.

Faintly, there is still a cautious expectation.

Maybe even Su Jiu himself didn't notice this.

"It's coming. The woman who was kneeling in front of the desk raised her head slightly at this moment, looked at Su Jiu, who was standing against the light by the door, and pursed her lips with a smile.

Women are not the so-called alluring national colors, but they have a different temperament that is difficult for people to look away.

Looking closely, the eyebrows and eyes were extremely similar to Su Jiu.

At this moment, the gentle smile on his lips is like the warm sun in April, which is extremely warm.

But seeing the gentle smile shown by the woman, Su Jiu's pupils contracted instantly, as if he was frightened, his body shook, and he stepped back several steps.

The woman was stunned for a moment, but then chuckled again: "Silly boy, what are you afraid of, I didn't let you copy the Heart Sutra today." ”

"Come, don't stand still, come here, my mother has something to tell you. ”

The woman turned to the brush in her hand, and raised her hand to make a move towards Su Jiu.

"Mother, mother, mother, ......?" Su Jiu muttered involuntarily, his tone slightly raised, full of disbelief.

Even with a roll of his eyes, he looked straight at the woman in green shirt who was smiling softly at the moment in front of the case.

Looks, yes, dress habits, smells, yes......

No matter where you look at it, this person is indeed Su Ying, the fourth elder of the Su family, and she is also her Su Jiu's biological mother.

Seeing that Su Jiu had been frowning and looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze, Su Ying put away the smile on her face a little bit.

Turning worried, he opened his mouth and asked with great concern, "What's the matter? Did something happen?"

Being asked like this, Su Jiu felt a thrill in his heart, and he hugged his fists and said respectfully: "Back to the fourth elder, Su Jiu is fine." ”

"You, what are you doing?" Seeing Su Jiu's respectful and unfamiliar answer, Su Ying was stunned, obviously feeling abrupt.

Then he seemed to think of something, and suddenly shook his head and smiled bitterly: "What's the matter? You are still angry because of the last time my mother kissed me and punished you for copying the Heart Sutra?"

Then his tone was slightly helpless: "That's also for your good, you're not too small, it's time to take care of yourself and cultivate well." ”

After saying that, with a wave of his hand, he beckoned to Su Jiu: "Okay, come here, my mother will compensate you." ”

Su Jiu didn't want to go over, but somehow, as soon as his footsteps moved, he walked over involuntarily.

"This is my mother's good Ah Jiu~" Su Ying smiled slightly, raised her hand and pulled Su Jiu, who had walked in front of her, to sit down beside her.

Sitting next to Su Ying, Su Jiu saw the painting content of the rice paper on the table in front of Su Ying.

The ink is smudged, and the painting is actually a majestic mountain.

However, between the half-peaks, there is a small pavilion, in which a red-shirted girl stands alone, quite an indescribable artistic conception.

This is......

Su Jiu's pupils shrank slightly, and with just one glance, Su Jiu recognized that the red-shirted girl on the painting was none other than her Su Jiu.

"How about it, my mother painted it like it, right?" Su Ying raised her hand to pin the broken hair from Su Jiu's ear back to her ear, and asked with a smile.

But after waiting for a long time, he saw Su Jiu's lips squirm slightly, and he spit out an extremely hoarse image.

Su Ying naturally easily noticed Su Jiu's abnormality, and immediately became worried again.

"Come, let my mother see if there are any sequelae left by the last marrow washing. ”

"Wash the marrow?" Su couldn't help but wonder.

Seeing Su Jiu like this, Su Ying couldn't help sighing, and said with worry and self-blame: "Sure enough, the medicinal effect of the Cleansing Pill is too strong...... Maybe I should wait for you to breathe into your body before letting you swallow ......"

"Purifying the Myelin Pill?, Drawing Qi into the Body?" Su Jiu was confused when he heard it, but in his memory, there were many familiar pictures, flashing by, overlapping with them.

"Well, the Cleansing Pill. Su Ying nodded and blamed herself: "It's the pill I gave you half a month ago." ”

"I thought you wouldn't be able to bear it now, but I didn't expect you to faint from pain......"

Saying that, Su Yingmei's eyes were already a little misty, as if she was really afraid and blamed herself to the extreme.

"I've been in a coma for nearly half a month, and I really woke up three days ago, do you know, I almost scared my mother to death......" Su Ying grabbed Su Jiu's hand tightly, and unconsciously clenched it a few more points.

Pinched Su Jiu's fingers white, and he felt the pain.

However, Su Jiu didn't say a word, his eyes stared at Su Ying, and he didn't let go of any expression on her face at the moment.

Quietly waiting for Su Ying's next unspoken words.

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