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A sentence drew her attention back to the scroll, and the four images at first were finally a little like azaleas.

She took a long breath and grinned: "It's really different from before, Li Sanlang is simply a Danqing master!" Can modify her "masterpiece" to this look, how can ordinary people do it?

Li Longji put down the paintbrush, stared at her with his negative hand, looked at her excited appearance, and smiled unconsciously.

At this time, Yang Weiwei's attention was no longer on her brush, and her whole body and mind were paying attention to the manners, words and deeds of the two people next to her. Every word they uttered, every subtle movement stimulated her senses. She understands Li Sanlang's emotions at this moment, and she can keenly perceive the slightest change in him.

"Jing Ci!" Out of her subconscious, Yang Weixiao suddenly called Jing Ci.

A sharp voice came out, and she realized that she was trying to stop her excitement.

"Huh?" Jing Ci turned her head and looked at the third sister, "What's wrong?" ”

Seeing that the third sister was silent, she walked over happily and looked at Yang Weiwei who called her in puzzlement, but the dazzling picture scroll next to her attracted her attention, and she unconsciously moved her gaze to the picture scroll. The azaleas on the scroll are connected together, and the clusters are beautiful, without the slightest sense of decadence in the courtyard, red and enchanting, and there is a noble charm in it.

"What a beautiful ......"

"The pen is brilliant, and the cuckoos in the courtyard have been painted alive by Yang Sanniang." I don't know when, Li Longji also walked over, looking at the picture scroll in front of him, he couldn't help but praise repeatedly.

A beautiful smile bloomed on her beautiful face, Yang Weixiao blessed her body slightly, and her tone was relaxed, "Li Sanlang's cuckoo is heroic, and he has drawn flower bones, which makes Sanniang open her eyes." ”

Jing Ci looked left and right at the two paintings with different brushstrokes, one English and one charming, complementing each other, good matching, "Li Sanlang and the third sister have their own merits, it seems to be two extremes, but they actually complement each other, but at first glance it looks like ...... The sun and the moon shine brightly, like a pair of beautiful people, and neither of them is perfect. Gee...... It's good, it's good. ”

Two "really good" words in a row made Yang Weixiao's cheeks slightly red.

Yang Weixiao smiled and said to her sister: "You, you have to work hard." ”

"Forget it, I'll leave it at that." Jing Zi pouted, it was because she gave up on herself, her talent was like this, and she couldn't do it.

"What's this?" A thick and slightly hoarse voice sounded, and Xue Ji slowly walked over from a distance.

When the servants heard the voice of Xue Fuzi, they turned around and saluted him.

Xue Ji walked past them, walked to the finished easel, stared at the masterpiece for a moment, nodded, and moved to Li Longji's painting, nodded as he went, and said as he walked: "Very good, each has its own style and charm, both of you are malleable, huh...... What is this—What is this drawing? He stopped in front of Jing Ci's picture scroll, frowned and scolded sternly, "Flowers without flowers and leaves are not leaves, it's a mess, not even a three-year-old child!" ”

"I've done my best......" Jing Zi sneered.

"You haven't studied painting before?"

"I've learned, but I've just learned badly."

"Hmph," Xue Ji lowered his face coldly, with a serious expression, "At this level, Aunt Yang actually stuffed me here, so she can't help but look down on me Xue Mou, don't come next time." ”

"Yes." Jing Ci replied obediently that she didn't like painting in the first place, and she didn't want to come.

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Return, inside the carriage.

The two of them, who never stopped talking in the car, were relatively speechless this time.

It's not that Jing Ci doesn't want to speak, it's just that Yang Weixiao has been distracted all the way, no matter what Jing Ci says, she nods. Jing Ci sighed softly, it was she who was scolded by Xue Fuzi, what is there to be depressed about the third sister.

After a long time, the carriage stopped at the gate of Yang's mansion.

After getting out of the car, the two of them entered the door together, at the fork in the road between the Yuan Yuan and the Sheng Yuan, Jing Ci glanced at Yang Weixiao, who was silent all the way, and couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, I don't know if the third sister will be angry with herself.

"Go back and get some rest." Yang Weixiao said lightly, not as ruthlessly as Jing Ci imagined.

Jing Ci's face suddenly smiled, and he nodded vigorously.

Courtyard.

As the sun sets, orange light fills the entire courtyard.

The shadow on the swing frame stretched for a long time, and Jing Ci sat on the swing and dangled for a while.

"Doesn't Siniang have to eat?"

"No ......"

She tugged at the rope of the swing frame and leaned on her wrist. She had thought about it before, what if she fell in love with the same Langjun with Xiao An in the future? This question has been bothering her for a long time. Xiao An disagreed, "Our eyes are completely different, how can we fall in love with the same man." One sentence solves the problem that has plagued Jing Ci for a long time, their temperaments are different, their eyes are different, and the possibility of falling in love with the same man is very small.

But I never thought about it, what if it was a triangular relationship?

Jing Ci shook his head violently.

Aside from the sidelines, she disapproves of the third sister and Li Longji being together.

In the evening, the young girl brought the snacks into the house and put them in front of the master, thinking that the master had no dinner, and that he should be hungry at this time.

"What's going on with Wu Sansi?" Jing Ci asked casually.

The young girl lowered her head and said in a low voice: "Wu Sansi is involved in too many people and too many people, and he is still investigating them one by one, I'm afraid it will take a while." ”

"Hmm."

After all, the investigation of the Wang family must start with Wu Sansi, but the officials and families involved in Wu Sansi are very complicated, and it is indeed not easy to investigate the ins and outs of the matter clearly. However, the young girl does things, and Jing Ci is very relieved.

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The next day, the courtyard.

"You have met so many talented people in Chang'an, and you don't believe it if you say no."

"Really, no, do you want me to swear to the sky?" Jing Ci put down the delicate teacup and began to stretch out his chopsticks to hold the delicious and smooth dim sum, his tone was nonchalant. The third sister actually asked her if she had a sweetheart, which was really funny, did a woman who was married have to have a sweetheart? Why do you have to think about getting married after you get married?

"What do you think of Li Sanlang?"

"Li Longji?" She stopped, "Hmm...... As the second sister said, this person is too deep. ”

"I think he seems to be interested in you."

Jing Ci's eyes widened, "Interested in me?" How can it be. ”

Yang Weixiao pulled the corners of her mouth helplessly, lowered her eyes and said, "It's true." ”

"I ......" Jing Zi was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say, she remembered...... Li Longji is the third sister's favorite person, she pursed her lips and said seriously, "I don't like her." ”

Yang Wei was silent, lowered her eyes and smiled bitterly, heh, how could she understand how lucky it is to be liked by Li Sanlang.

"But I think ......" Jing Ci paused, "Since he already has a princess, why should the third sister suffer herself, if she can stop thinking now, it is better to stop thinking early." She doesn't want the third sister to be a concubine, and in the royal family, there will definitely be a lot of involuntary self-help in the future.

"That's my business, I'll think about it myself."

Jing Ci saw that Yang Weixiao's tone was like this, and she wanted to speak again.