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Langyaju's service is not complicated, but today is the new waiter who came to serve the next day, they still came very early, and the preparation is very complete, the fourth watch is already on standby here, observing the time of getting up, and even the people from Shi Yanwen's side also took the initiative to follow.

Two maids waited outside with hot water and tea, taking turns waiting, and if it was cold before the master gave her instructions, it would be better for one of them to change the hot water and come again. There were two more girls changing clothes, and they were wearing freshly made winter clothes, which were also covered with hot baking cloths. There are also two people who tie up their hair, and they also hold a tray in their hands, but they don't have much to do, because the two of them live idle, and it is relatively simple to wear them every day, Shi Yanwen is just a few dark beads, and the man's hairpin is slightly luxurious and complicated, and the sweeper also followed, standing at the bottom of the last steps.

The new ones are a pair of their own, one is as blue as the sky, and the other is as red as the sunset.

There was no need to be so detailed, but Jingri Guming said that some of the maids were also ordered to come, and the surveillance in the past few days was indispensable, so Shi Yanwen had no choice but to let them go, and only insisted on changing their clothes by themselves, no matter what, it was difficult to get used to someone serving and changing clothes.

And so it should be this morning.

It's just that......

It's a little late, it's a little more lively, it's a little more ambiguous.

"Lonely Singing in the Sun!"

"Huh?"

“……”

"Okay, let's stop messing with you, don't stare."

…… Anyway, should they stay away?

"Come in."

It seems that it is not necessary.

Silently pushing the door, the maid skillfully separated the clothes and served hot water, different from the warm hustle and bustle in the room, at this moment, the silence is like the battlefield after the smoke of gunpowder, the sound of orderly washing and dressing sounded, the maid quietly glanced at the figure in front of the screen, the tall and straight figure turned around, pure and elegant snow-white.

They all know this person, he is a famous man in the Nine Realms, a Confucian at the peak of martial arts, a protector of the world, and a graceful seven-foot man. This person is the lifelong reverie of many boudoir women, and now, they have seen this person with their own eyes, and they feel that this is more memorable than those unattainable legends.

It's a pity that they only have the qualifications to look up, such a person, not afraid of rumors, detached from the world, standing here in a dignified manner, Dafang did not twist half a point, not only did not make people have a trace of pity, but gave birth to ten out of ten sighs are not as good, he is a real righteous gentleman, is a bloody man who stands up to the sky.

Shi Yanwen is such a character with outstanding qualities, a glance can make people regret their lives, and such a character is only worthy of a first-class romantic character with the same extraordinary appearance.

The maid secretly glanced at the person with a complicated identity again, the person just sat casually, but his overall style and cultivation were in no way inferior to that Shi Junzi, and the character he had respected since childhood had a little more indelible domineering.

"Pack it up, let's go down."

Everyone leaned over and whispered yes.

When Shi Yanwen heard this, her blue eyes swept over them, nodded her head in thanks, and the maid just walked to the door, and suddenly remembered that this person is also a famous son who is amazingly talented, but he is much more outstanding than any young man who has seen any fan chanting, he is a famous family in this world, and those people are just sons above an inch of land.

She sighed, even if this glance is less regrettable for a lifetime, but it is enough for people to cherish for a lifetime, they are already lucky.

When the people retreated, Shi Yanwen glanced at the door and shook her head helplessly.

"How?"

"How?"

Jingri Guming held the teacup, the tea leaves spread out like flowers at the bottom of the cup, the tea was fragrant, he put down the teacup, came to Shi Yanwen's side, brushed the black hair on his chest, and laughed softly, "Yanwen has long been used to being adored." ”

Shi Yanwen looked at him, slowly pushed away his palm, the beautiful sunlight was flowing in his eyes, the corners of his lips were blurry and rosy, and he retreated to the door with a chuckle, almost undetectable smugness, "Sir, isn't it...... Tasted? ”

A low chuckle slipped out of Jing Ri's throat, "Taste? No, I'm just extremely proud of it, and I'm still a little worried. ”

"Proud, worried." Shi Yanwen's eyes flashed, "Why?" ”

"Yanwen took her heart at a glance, but she became my beloved, naturally proud, but too popular...... Do you think that one day will you be attacked by the people in the world who are obsessed with Yanwen? ”

Shi Yanwen suddenly laughed, "Mr. is really ...... If there are no taboos, you are not afraid of the wind and flashing your tongue. ”

"Don't be afraid," Jingri Guming approached, led him out, and said presumptuously, "If you really flash your tongue, let Yanwen lick it." ”

Shi Yanwen was stunned when she heard this, and her face turned red suddenly in the next moment, remembering the scene of getting up in the morning, she couldn't help but drink lowly, "Mr. Jingri!" In public, it is better to be cautious. ”

"Okay, what Yanwen said, it's all good."

Jingri turned his head alone, the sun shone on his face hot, he smiled lightly under the eaves of the porch, talking as he walked, word by word, brisk like a young man in his prime.

He was so relaxed, as if the burden on his back had been thrown away, and there was no pressure lingering, Shi Yanwen suddenly realized-

Jingri Guming is just like him, indulging himself.

There was no conspiracy, no exploitation, Shi Yanwen forgot Shi Yanwen, Jingri Guming forgot Jingri Guming, they all exiled themselves to enjoy the last nine days before separation.

It's just, can it really be done?

“…… Sir, when is the time to go to the cellar today? ”

"Oh? In such a hurry, didn't Yanwen not let me touch the wine again when she got up in the morning? ”

"So I said, go to the cellar and 'see' it."

"Just look at it, it's too boring, it's better to ......"

"Sir, Yanwen's wine strength has not disappeared, so forget it."

"Oops, that's a shame......"

……

"I thought the wine cellar in the palace was different." Shi Yanwen stepped on the silver needle net under his feet, avoided the hidden arrows on the side, and was held by Jingri Guming and jumped over the eight-step stairs, slightly disappointed and surprised, "It turns out that it's just a little bigger, but these mechanisms are more interesting." ”

Jingri Guming put the person down and said, "What does Yanwen think the wine cellar of the palace should look like?" ”

"En......" Shi Yanwen paused, holding a candle and looking around, "Big is big, it should be neat and uniform, at least it won't be so mixed, and there should be some made Nanmu shelves, rare flowers, magnificent carvings, superb wine vessels, etc., Mr. has always liked this?" ”

Jingri Guming smiled slightly, this wine cellar is indeed ordinary, but the wine here is very strong, "Where there is no daylight, how good is the cleanup." ”

Shi Yanwen paused, "It's the same...... However, after a long time, there is no sign to be found, and the taste has naturally changed a lot, can the gentleman distinguish the alcohol? ”

"Forget about it."

Shi Yanwen turned his head to look at him.

Jingri Guming said helplessly, "Wine is not a book, the content of the book remains unchanged for a long time, but the wine is brewing and precipitating all the time, naturally I can't recognize it, Yanwen don't overestimate me." ”

"I'm afraid I'm underestimating it too much, or I'll get drunk again...... I'm definitely the one who suffers. ”

"This time, it's obviously a loss......

“…… I don't understand what the gentleman is talking about. ”

The cellar was dark and depressing, unopened for three years, the air was cloudy, and it was indeed not a place to stay for a long time. When he left, Shi Yanwen took a big red wine bottle, which should be good wine, but he took it out but did not open it, but put it in Jingri's room to decorate.

Jingri Guming didn't ask much, and it didn't know if he would use it again in a few days, and Shi Junzi would never take it in vain.

However, an interesting thing happened during the afternoon pastime, the person who came to check the pulse of the Miao doctor was originally an old and serious old official, but this time he came to be a new official with a smooth head, this little official cried bitterly when he saw Jingri Guming, and he showed his loyalty, and he hated to die on the spot to prove that he was forced to enter the Miao medical family rather than on the initiative, and he was not greedy for the insignificant 3200 Hu a month......

At first, it was okay, there was no big problem, Shi Yanwen just sat on the side and listened quietly, watching Jingri Guming talk teasing, and then he couldn't sit still more and more, what heaven and earth can learn from my loyalty to the master, what did I ask Shi Junzi to say a lot of good words around the worship of the adult, a vote of officialdom nonsense, which made the two of them cry and laugh, or Shi Yanwen relieved him of the siege, Jingri Guming also took the opportunity to let him diagnose Shi Yanwen's pulse, and then drove the person out.

It's really kicked out.

It wasn't until the waiter replied that the person had crossed the boundary of the Miao Army that Shi Yanwen was relieved, at that time, Jingri Guming was drawing the pattern of the pond in the water, and couldn't help but chuckle when he saw his appearance, Yao Lao's personality is changeable, timid is timid, he is a big or small official, and his medical skills are superb, so he will not be excluded by others.

Shi Yanwen thought about it, thinking that he had heard something outside, and he was scared, he asked for a decree to come over, and he didn't want to run away in vain.

Then he took a small pen from the bookcase of Jingri Guming, the scope of Jingri Guming's painting was large, and the lotus leaves were depicted, but only one lotus flower bloomed, Shi Yanwen smiled, dipped in color ink, and began to trace on that paper.

On the edge of the lotus flowers that bloomed, a flower bone that has not yet been **** was added, shy and timid, hiding behind the lotus leaf, quite a taste of holding the pipa and half covering the face.

The painting was put away by Jing Ri Guming, he wanted to ask someone to frame it, but Shi Yanwen insisted on refusing, just because the poems that were printed were too straightforward-

Flowers float and water flow freely, a kind of lovesickness, two sorrows.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart.

There is a white cloud of the northern dragon below.

"Actually, I prefer the one in my husband's study to this."

"The scroll?"

"Yes." Shi Yanwen rolled up the painting, "That painting...... The implication is better. ”

Jingri Guming couldn't help biting his little finger again, and couldn't help laughing, it was still the same old saying, "Yanwen really knows my heart, if there is a chance, Yanwen should also draw a picture for me." ”

Shi Yanwen was now able to retract his hand calmly and quickly, and then said modestly, "Sir, don't dislike the clumsy painting skills." ”

"It's too modest," Jingri Guming asked again, "Then this painting is really not hanging?" ”

“…… Let's wait for Yanwen to get old and dizzy. ”

"Okay." Jingri Guming became more and more happy, "I can afford to wait." ”

The painting doesn't need to be hung, but in exchange for the time, Shi Yanwen is still staying in the room of Jingri Lonely tonight, I can't say it, and the next person is whispering again. Not only that, but even when he got up the next morning, Shi Yanwen could still feel the exploration in his eyes behind him, as if he wanted to find something special in him.

Or maybe they've found it, and they're just figuring out how it came to be.

The people of Miao Xinjiang are fierce, and women are also the people, in addition to being lively and generous, there are also delicate thoughts that belong to women.

The three of them became tigers, and what didn't happen became what happened.

Shi Yanwen stared at the water in a daze helplessly, the place where he sat was the same as what he saw on the day the mirror collector came, but he was the only one at this time, obviously deliberately avoiding it.

Touching the corners of her mouth angrily, Shi Yanwen couldn't help but twitch, there was originally a slight wound there, but now this wound has expanded by one point "for no reason".

Shi Yanwen's face was slightly red, and she had a somewhat awkward face, and couldn't help but sigh again - the habit of singing alone in the sun is very dangerous, very dangerous.

A little hint, a little sign.

Jing Ri Guming seems to have the upper hand in these matters, and there is no room for negotiation.

"Yanwen made it easy for me to find."

……

Shi Yanwen raised his head, Jing Ri stood behind him at some point, leaned over to look at him, Shi Yanwen propped his hands back, he carefully observed the dark red eyes, slender eyebrows, a light smile on the corner of his mouth, hair hanging down from the side of his ears, he looked like a very gentle person, but some temperaments were a little bad.

"Sir's hands are almost good, aren't they?"

"There are still a few scars, ugly and tight, will Yanwen dislike it?"

"I said disgusted, will Mr. change a skin?"

"What about disgust," Jing Ri Guming blindfolded him, feeling the touch of his palm so weak that he could ignore it, "Yanwen doesn't hate this feeling. ”

Shi Yanwen blinked her eyes and sneered, "Don't be ashamed." ”

"In a word."

“……”

"If you don't speak, you're acquiescing." Jingri Guming pulled him up, "Let's go, don't stay here, the moisture on the ground is so heavy, where can you stand it." ”

"Where?"

"The study, it's warm there."

There was already a maid in the study who was studying ink and serving tea, the window was opened, the sunlight passed through the hollow of the carved railing, and a landscape was reflected on the ground.

"Does Yanwen know what I want to do now?"

Shi Yanwen walked towards the bookcase, turned around, and smiled slyly, "Didn't Mr. say that Yanwen knows your heart well, could it be that he is joking?" ”

Jing Ri Guming pretended to touch his chest in pain, "I never thought that Yanwen still had doubts about Zaixia, which is really sad." ”

Shi Yanwen really wanted to learn from his little brother and glance at him, but in the end, he couldn't do it with his temperament, so he slowly paced to the desk and sat down, "I haven't touched Danqing for a long time, Mr. Don't blame Yanwen for being handy." ”

"How? Shi Xianren should not be too humble. ”

"Ha, it's just, sir, don't say it too quickly...... Don't say it's too slow, otherwise you won't be able to finish painting this day. ”

"Yanwen doesn't have to worry, there aren't many places where Jingri Guming has been."

“…… Well, let's start with the concubine. ”

Jing Ri smiled alone, looked at Shi Yanwen, and slowly recalled those pasts.

"She is a brave and intelligent woman, very good-looking, with everyone's spirit in her gestures, deep understanding of righteousness, and demure and alert. I always recall in my mind that she often paints thrushes in the room, drawing meticulously, her eyes are like lit up with starlight, and she looks forward to it again and again, and disappoints it again and again......"

He said it slowly, but Shi Yanwen didn't bother him.

He also paints very slowly, with a pen dipped in ink, as gentle as the posture of the water pavilion yesterday. He calmed down, listened carefully to his past, and couldn't bear to listen only to his past, those vague words, hazy descriptions, heavy and relaxed diametrically opposed tones were mixed together, a charming deep beauty gradually sketched on the paper, a graceful and elegant back, and a calm temperament similar to the solitary song of the sun......

Jingri Guming didn't talk much, as he said, he didn't go much.

He talked about the majestic Miao Palace, the family and country banquet with mixed truths and falsehoods, the quiet and beautiful palace garden, the Mid-Autumn Festival party with endless laughter, and the younger relatives and friends he owed, and the wars that deprived him of his life, as well as the unforgettable betrayal......

All of them have forbearance, and almost all of them are forbearance.

For the first time, Shi Yanwen intuitively faced his absurd attachment for nearly 30 years, and was shocked to understand the heartbreak of seeing through the persistence at that moment, and the sadness of suddenly turning back and finding that the true feelings accumulated all the way were gone......

No wonder Jing Ri Guming is always so direct to him, not as tactful as rumored, he is good at waiting, but waiting is always a drain, he must be very tired. Just like when I left Zhengqi Villa, I was very tired, extremely tired, so tired that I couldn't afford it, so I thought of letting go.

I see.

I see, so.

That painting was originally painted by Shi Yanwen to give to Jingri Guming, but he asked for it back before Jingri Guming took over, such a thing, the pain is greater than the joy, he really can't give it away.

Forget your identity, in fact, no one can do it completely.

Jingri Guming walked over, Shi Yanwen turned around, he looked at him, and he was comforted, but the man stood in the world, some things were done, they were wrong, they regretted it, and they must not escape the responsibility they should bear. Jing Ri Guming's gaze was very calm, there was a trace of nostalgia, regret, but he never escaped, so he just silently put away the scroll, what he needed was not comfort, but support and understanding.

"There are very few landscapes in Miaojiang, and the painting skills are unfamiliar, which is not good." Shi Yanwen said with a smile, "If you have a chance in the future, when Mr. travels through the famous mountains and rivers, Yanwen will redraw another painting and send it to Mr., okay?" ”

Jing Ri sighed in disappointment, but his eyes were bright, "Won't it take a long time?" ”

"Sir, if it's troublesome......" Shi Yanwen blinked.

Jingri Guming shook his head slowly, "How come?" I'm just afraid that it won't be long enough. ”

"No, time, it's going to be long."

The long scroll in his hand was like a shackle that locked him next to Jingri Guming, he couldn't throw it away, he couldn't let it go, he couldn't let it go, he couldn't bear it, and he had a little helpless compromise.

Jingri Guming must be very satisfied.

He successfully tied up Shi Yanwen.

Shi Yanwen finally compromised with him.