Gao Linhua sat on a low stool, but she looked at Lamei outside, and didn't write for a long time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Behind her, Narcissus and Hanlian, Furui and others all covered their lips and laughed silently, Miss is this going to paint? Or do you want to paint?

Their young lady, for painting, is really not good at it, that handwriting is okay, but painting is ...... It's unsightly.

Gao Linhua glanced back at everyone, then turned around angrily, studied the ink by himself, and then grabbed the pen.

A plum tree, a plum blossom...... Tree after tree, flower after flower......

The person who walked next to Gao Linhua saw what she had painted, and burst out laughing, "What are you painting?" Ghost drawing talismans, used to ward off evil spirits? ”

Gao Linhua turned around, glared at the comer, stood up without hurry, bowed and saluted, "The little woman has seen Rong Guogong." ”

That's right, it was none other than Mu Ze'an, the Duke of Rongguo.

As for meeting him here, Gao Linhua didn't think it was strange, Fengxiang Mansion was so big, and after the heavy snowfall, there were only a few places suitable for enjoyment, and it was normal to come here.

"My mother believes in Buddhism, and I came to worship Buddha in the Pure Industry Temple today, but I didn't expect to meet Miss Gao, what a coincidence."

Mu Ze'an said, but he didn't notice that Gao Linhua's face was a little weird.

Mrs. Yixuan still wants to go to the temple next to burn incense and worship the Buddha? Isn't the place where she lives modeled after the temple? There are Buddha statues in the Buddha hall or something, but there is no shortage of them.

However, she didn't ask, everyone has their own way of doing things, is it possible that Mrs. Yixuan just likes to worship Buddha in the Pure Industry Temple?

"That's a coincidence." Gao Linhua said, and planned to put away the paintings on the table, not to disturb people's eyes anymore.

But he didn't want to, Mu Ze'an's hand was a step faster, and he took the painting first, "What are you doing when you put it away?" Isn't that great? ”

Gao Lin Hua Tsai took a closer look at his painting, although he wanted to say yes with his conscience, but he really couldn't do it!

"Hehe," Gao Linhua smiled awkwardly, but she didn't know what to say, is this good?

But think about it, she is only an eight or nine-year-old child, what good things can she draw?

Thinking of this, Gao Linhua became calm again, "Doesn't Grandpa Guo have to accompany Mrs. Yixuan?" It's windy and snowy, so it's better to take care of it. ”

"My mother has someone around to take care of her, so it's better to watch you paint here." Mu Ze'an looked at Gao Linhua with a smile.

You laugh, you laugh!

Gao Linhua turned his head to the side and didn't look at Mu Ze'an, his smile was really unseepable, and it was easy to be fascinated when he saw it.

The smile on Mu Ze'an's face was even worse, and he reached out to touch his face, "After you finish painting this picture, I'll help you spread another piece of rice paper." ”

"No need, no need, I've been out for a long time, it's so cold outside, I'll leave now." Gao Linhua said, without looking at Mu Ze'an, stood up crookedly, and then left in a hurry with someone.

Mu Ze'an watched Gao Linhua leave with a thick cloak on, chuckling, but his smile was a little bleak.

He swept over the things left by Gao Linhua one by one, and poured himself a glass of wine, sweet fruit wine, which was not strong, but it was freshly cooked, which made people's bodies warm.

Then she spread out the plum tree that Gao Linhua painted before, thinking about it, she should not be good at danqing, and the things she painted...... Well, barely a wood.

"Tongqing, Yanmo."

……

Gao Linhua left as if she was running away, but when she returned to the guest room, she was annoyed, although she was Grandpa Guo, there was nothing wrong with her, why did she run away?

I knocked my head depressedly, what a stupid person.

"Han Lian Furui, you two go and take back all our things, the inkstone is still what I took from my father's study, don't lose it."

Mama Qin turned sideways to let Han Lian Fu go out, and walked to Gao Linhua's side by herself, "Miss, you see, Rong Guogong must also like you, otherwise how could you meet so coincidentally?" ”

Men and women don't kiss, if Rong Guogong doesn't mean it, even if he sees it, it is impossible to come forward, even if he can't avoid meeting, he should leave after saying hello, how can he stay there and greet Miss?

I only sighed that Miss was not angry, and took this opportunity to get to know Rong Guogong well, but it was really embarrassing to run away in disgrace.

Gao Linhua didn't know what Mama Qin was thinking, she sighed under the quilt, thinking in her heart whether she should go to see Mrs. Yixuan.

She doesn't know it, but now that she knows, how can she not go to visit her in the same temple as Mrs. Yixuan? It's a matter of etiquette.

Biting her lip, Gao Linhua sat up, "Mama, help me fix my hair, let's go meet Mrs. Yixuan." ”

Seeing Gao Linhua's Mrs. Yixuan, she smiled brightly, she guessed right, no matter how Gao Linhua avoided Mu Ze'an, she would still come to see her according to the etiquette.

"You kid, your father is really relieved, the road is so slippery after the snow, he dares to let you go up the mountain!" Mrs. Yixuan took Gao Linhua's hand and sat beside her.

"Sister Hua, you have to wear more clothes, the wind on the mountain is colder, you can't freeze."

Gao Linhua nodded as he listened, "Linhua knows." ”

Mrs. Yixuan seems to be very kind and kind every time she sees her, but this closeness makes Gao Linhua a little frightened.

Could it be, their family really likes themselves, right? She's disfigured.

Although the Rongguo Mansion is good, Mu Ze'an's peach blossom eyes are a peach blossom at first glance, she is afraid and does not want to provoke such an existence.

Not to mention...... Gao Linhua had a momentary wandering.

When Mrs. Yixuan saw it, a trace of interest flashed in her eyes, this little girl was still distracted, why?

"I heard Ze'an say just now, are you painting? Do you like to draw? "In other words, when she went back, Mu Ze'an had already been here?

As for drawing? What she made is also called a painting? Is Mu Ze'an sure that is not a ghost drawing?

Gao Linhua smiled awkwardly, "Linhua is not good at painting, and she doesn't love it, she just looks at the snow scene and wants to pretend to be elegant. ”

It's just that as soon as she finished speaking, she found that Mrs. Yixuan's eyes were a little weird when she looked at her, which made her a little confused, could she have said something wrong?

"I plan to go down the mountain tomorrow, Sister Hua wants to go back with me? It's not early today, and if you go back, the moon will go up to midheaven, and I'm afraid it's not safe to walk at night. ”

Gao Linhua was speechless to respond, your old man said so, what else can I say? If you refuse, is it possible that you are really in a hurry to travel at night? Isn't that to seek sin, but also to offend people?

"Thank you, Madame, for taking me." Gao Linhua replied unwillingly.

"You don't need to thank me, I've had some troubles lately, and Ze'an has to talk to your father about it."