After lunch, Ye Sultan stayed in the small courtyard to design the drawings. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The paper was asked for by Zhou Minghui, but she didn't ask for pen and ink, because she was not used to using the brush, so she made a set of carbon pens.

The design work went well, and the first draft was completed in one afternoon.

The next day, Ye Sultan went to the secret garden, and did not see Mingzhong, but saw a wooden box in front of the house, which contained the silver ticket and cash she wanted.

She worked happily all morning.

Maybe it's because I have a sunscreen hat, it's not so stuffy, and it's easier to work, or because I'm in a good mood, strong in combat, or because I'm proficient. This morning's workload is twice as much as yesterday's morning's.

Before leaving, I didn't forget to take out the silver and silver tickets in the wooden box in front of the house into my arms, the box didn't ask, and put it back in place, so holding a box is too ostentatious.

In the afternoon, Ye Sultan stayed in the small courtyard as usual to design the drawings.

The third day was the same.

On the fourth day, she dedicated a full day to making final revisions.

When night fell, she was done.

Looking at the stack of drawings in her hand, she was very satisfied.

A few days of hard work were finally in vain.

Although the drawings in front of you are not as colorful and beautiful as in modern times, they are also clear at a glance, delicate and detailed, so that people can imagine what they will look like after completion at a glance.

Ye Sultan put down the drawings, yawned, stretched, and happily went to bed.

In Zhou Minghui's bedroom, Hongdou had just finished bathing and was dressing.

"Did the spies hear from you today?"

"Yes, just walked for a while." Hongdou took the beige silk robe and put it on for Zhou Minghui, lowered his head and straightened out the news he had just heard, "The spy said, in the past few days, Ye Cairen will go to the cold palace every day after breakfast, and the dress is still the same as the one who went to her courtyard that day, the spy said that the cold palace was already gloomy, and the more he went inside, the more gloomy it became, and he faintly heard the sound of a woman sobbing in the back, so he didn't dare to go any further, so he could only retreat to the periphery and wait for Ye Cairen to come out." I was like this for the first three days, I went out after breakfast, and I went back to the courtyard for lunch near noon, and I didn't go out again in the afternoon. I haven't been out all day. ”

"Humph! The cold palace is always gloomy, the sound of women sobbing? Don't scare yourself. Tell the spy that she will follow Ye Sultan wherever he goes, and don't do it if she is afraid of death! Zhou Minghui was furious. She hates people who can't do anything at all.

After getting angry, she began to bow her head and think, the cold palace is an unwritten forbidden place, although there is no explicit ban, but because its place is gloomy and there are seals everywhere, no one has stepped into half a minute now, what is Ye Sultan going to do there? I went there for a few days in a row.

"When she came back from the cold palace, did she have something on her hands?"

"This slave has also asked, no, they all returned empty-handed."

After putting on her robe, Zhou Minghui sat in front of the dresser and combed her hair, thought for a while, and then instructed, "There must be something wrong with this, let that spy keep an eye on it, and then lose people, and then lose his life." "It's a death order.

"Yes, the slave knows." Red Bean bowed his head behind him.

"There's no rush for this, she didn't go out today, she guessed that she had completed the drawings she said, and it was time for her to come to the door tomorrow. When the time comes, you will take the opportunity to help tidy up the garden, get a good relationship with Kapok, and find out about her situation. ”

"Yes, the slave knows what to do."

Sure enough, as Zhou Minghui expected, the next day, after breakfast, Ye Sultan went to the door with the drawings.

As soon as Hongdou opened the courtyard door for her, he saluted and said, "Ye Cairen, our master is having breakfast, please move to the pavilion, where tea and snacks have been prepared." ”

Ready? Feelings knew early on that she was coming over today. It seems that Zhou Minghui has worked her.

Depend on! It's a bad feeling to be watched. Privacy is a very good thing, but the ancients didn't take it seriously at all, and always liked to probe around.

So, she must have been stalked all the time, and the secret garden was discovered? She doesn't care, what about Mingzhong?

That place was his secret hideout, and it was very important to him. Now that she has been discovered, how can she make up for it?

She was negligent and didn't realize that someone was following her. Stalking is very immoral in modern times, and no one will run to stalk someone else. That's why she ignored it.

I have to talk to Mingzhong about this.

Ye Sultan tasted tea while thinking about things, and when a cup of tea was almost finished, Zhou Minghui led red beans and another palace maid over.

"My sister has been waiting for a long time, and my sister has finished breakfast so quickly?" Her meal time is the same as usual.

As soon as the red beans were set up for dinner, someone knocked on the door, and she guessed that it was Ye Sultan.

"Yes, I just ate some." Breakfast is all about a few minutes. However, she thought that Minghui's breakfast this week must be much richer than her, and she was also particular about eating.

Zhou Minghui said very disapprovingly, "Sister, it's not that my sister said you, we women have to know how to live, and knowing that life is nothing more than eating and dressing well." If you want to eat well, this breakfast is the most important, not simply eat, but eat carefully and carefully. ”

Ye Sultan raised his eyes to look at her, did not answer, just nodded vigorously. It's really not a backache when standing and talking, who doesn't want to eat carefully, eat carefully, it depends on the conditions, so don't treat the two palace maids standing behind her as women.

Seeing that she nodded as if she was very useful, Zhou Minghui continued to preach. Those women's dressing and dressing, Ye Sultan really didn't have any interest, but Zhou Minghui said that he was interested, as if he wanted to talk about the woman's whole body from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside before stopping, she was not easy to interrupt, she listened extremely helplessly, but she couldn't find a point to hit the topic on the design of this courtyard.

Finally, Zhou Minghui talked about self-cultivation and self-cultivation, and talked about flower appreciation. Ye Sultan found an opportunity to bring the topic to business.

"Sister, flower appreciation is really a very good way to cultivate one's self-cultivation, flower appreciation can make people feel happy, relaxed, and have no troubles in their hearts, their hearts will be open-minded, and their temperament will be extraordinary." Ye Sultan rarely agreed to say his thoughts.

Zhou Minghui smiled and nodded, "It's this reason." ”

"Sister, your yard is very good in terms of seat orientation and ground width, if you add my design, this yard must be a unique and colorful garden."

"My sister thinks so too. Speaking of which, have you done what the drawings my sister said before? Zhou Minghui asked as if she had just remembered this incident.

"Okay, I'm going to show you today. See where you are not satisfied and need to be revised. Ye Sultan smiled, picked up the stack of papers on the stool next to him and handed it to Zhou Minghui.