Lin Shixin finally woke up after falling asleep for a day and a night, and as soon as he made some movements, there was a tearing pain in his back. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The little woman frowned tightly, a little cold sweat oozed from her forehead, and it took a while to remember the assassination.

"Green Qiao, Green Qiao!" Lin Shixin shouted twice, and Lu Qiao came in from outside the door.

"Princess, you're awake!" Lu Qiao looked at her in surprise, suddenly remembered what the prince had explained, and comforted her, "Princess, your injury is no longer serious." Lu Qiao brought a small box from the dresser and took out a small white jade porcelain vase from inside.

"Princess, don't move yet, the slave maid will take the medicine for you." Lu Qiao uncovered the clothes on the wound, shaking the white jade porcelain bottle and sprinkling powder on it little by little.

Lin Shixin instantly felt a trace of coolness coming, seeping into the skin, very comfortable, the woman's tightly knit brows also relaxed, wisps of sleepiness swept over, and the woman slowly closed her eyes.

Lu Qiao put away the porcelain vase, tucked the quilt for the princess, and then retreated lightly.

"Lord Wang, the green pigeon has a letter." The green pigeon is a spirit pigeon raised by Xuanyuehua, and it is fluent.

Hearing this, the man turned around and took it, tore up the letter, and pulled out the letter with his slender fingers.

Unfolded the letter paper, rows of delicate small seals came into view, and after a while, the man rubbed his eyebrows, and a slight irritability passed in his eyes.

The letter came from the Mu family, and the person who wrote the letter was his cousin Mu Ziye, although she was a cousin, but the kinship was very estranged.

The cousin who couldn't beat the eight poles actually wanted to come to his house to live for half a month, the man's deep eyes were even more gray, and there was a faint mockery in his eyes, I am afraid that this matter is not so simple.

For the sake of playing, come to his house so abruptly, aren't you afraid that he will be suspicious?

"Beichen, let the chief manager place the Cuiyun Pavilion in the west, and then clean it up." If it comes, he will not stop it.

"Yes." Beichen received the order and went to find the chief manager.

Xuan Yuehua stood alone by the lake with her hands in her hands, letting the wind blow, and her hair swept across her face without expression.

Three days is not long, it is not short, Lin Shixin finally survived the three days, the wound on her back has also scabbed off, she is now the same as before, she can jump and jump, so uncomfortable.

"Lu Qiao, go and help me prepare pen, ink, paper, inkstone, ink to color ink; Zhiqiu, help me set up a table here. Lin Shixin pointed to the empty place in front of him and said.

"Yes." The two servants bowed their heads and went to prepare.

Now that she has recovered from her injuries, she has even changed her mood, and she has been in ancient times for so long that she almost forgot about the Chinese painting she had studied for many years.

After a while, Lu Qiao and Zhiqiu were settled, Lin Shixin walked to the table, picked up Xiaohao, thought for a while, and inadvertently meowed to the narcissus on the wall from the corner of his eye.

The fairy-like narcissus gradually emerged under the hands of the little woman, the small petals are better than the snow, and the pale yellow stamens are like elves flickering, with the petals a little more subtle, as if there are a few wisps of light fragrance, which is really vivid.

"The princess's painting is so beautiful, it's a little more elegant than the real narcissus!" Zhiqiu said with a little envy, with a soft water light in his eyes.

Lin Shixin smiled silently.

After the painting, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and a few words of poetry were added to the side test: Lingbo fairy dust socks, light steps on the water.

Lu Qiao looked at her with a little surprise on the side, since the amnesia, the princess seemed to be very different from before, compared to before, she preferred the current princess. Lu Qiao looked at it, and her eyes slowly glowed with softness.