"Lord Yilang does not go out of the Qianjin Pavilion, how can I be familiar with the master, I occasionally come to the General's Mansion, and the princess also likes to dance. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Ren Yun smiled and changed into a brand new set of women's clothes for Ning Chaolai.

The pink inner layer, the cyan smock, and the ordinary style of clothes are worn on Ning Chaolai's body, which does not look like a vulgar thing.

Ren Yun held the dance clothes in his arms and said, "I will wash the dance clothes and send them to the Prime Minister's Mansion, what does the son-in-law think?" ”

"Now that I've twisted my foot, I can't dance, this dance dress is the treasure of the master, it's better to trouble the girl to return to its original owner."

She no longer goes to the Qianjin Pavilion to practice dance, and this dance costume should also be returned.

After Ren Yun left, Ning Chaolai put on his shoes and walked around the room.

Uncle Tai's room is fully furnished, all kinds of playthings, and most of the books on the desk are military books and governance.

There are several scrolls hanging on the wall, a portrait of Confucius, a portrait of Lao Tzu, a landscape painting, and a ......

Ning Chaolai stopped under the painting on the opposite side of the soft couch.

A simple painting of a girl with pigtails, about five years old, standing in the snow with a paper umbrella, smiling sweetly.

There is an inscription on the side of the painting - that winter was full of snow, and I saw it for the first time.

If there was no inscription, if the woman in the painting was not someone else, Ning Chaolai would have thought that this painting was about her when she first went to school.

It so happened that I met another girl in the same scene.

Then she will be against him at every turn, and he will hate her.

The woman in the painting is well-behaved and cute, which is what he likes, right?

The painting technique is mature, and it cannot be the work of the year, so the painting can only be a new work.

That year, no matter what year it was, to this day, there are at least five or six years, five or six years ago, he remembers it so clearly, and he painted it.

What Uncle Tai wanted was Si Xiaoyu, not Ning Chaolai.

"What are you looking at?"

Uncle Tai entered the house and walked to Ning Chaolai's side.

Seeing the inscription on the painting, Uncle Tai's heart tightened, could she misunderstand?

Ning Chaolai said with a smile, "The painting is good, compared to when I was in the school, I have grown a lot." ”

What she cares about is his painter, not the person in the painting, Ning Chaolai, does she really have a little love for him? Uncle Tai thought.

"Thank you today, it's not too early, I'll go back first." Ning Chao said.

"Yu'er said," Uncle Tai paused, "she wants to come to see you, if you want, stay for a while, if you don't want to, I will send you back at once." ”

Ning Chaolai acquiesced, Uncle Tai opened the golden mouth, how embarrassed she was to refuse.

Uncle Tai put the woman on the tip of her heart, how embarrassed she was to refuse.

But there were not only Si Xiaoyu who came, but also Shangyang and Danyang.

Si Xiaoyu stepped forward and grabbed Ning Chaolai's arm, and asked anxiously,

"How could my sister be so careless and sprain her foot."

Danyang said lukewarmly on the side, "If you weren't so careless, how could you get into Uncle Tai's room." ”

"Shut up!" Shangyang glared at Danyang angrily, "You don't understand the rules more and more, don't you know that trouble comes from your mouth?" ”

Woe from the mouth? Ning Chao looked at Shangyang, is such a word too trivial? Danyang doesn't speak well, she can only say a few words at most, what else can she do to Danyang?

Knowing that he had said the wrong thing, Shangyang immediately smiled and said,

"Look at me, I'm so confused by this ignorant sister. However, Chaolai, you too, how can you jump from the upper floor of the Qianjin Pavilion, so high, fortunately, you only sprained your foot. ”

Ning Chaolai is good friends with Shangyang, so naturally he will not suspect that Shangyang's words have ulterior motives, and he is right to be Shangyang's concern for her.

Shangyang's cleverness also lies in this, not only does Ning Chaolai have to be unsuspecting to her and trust her in every way, but also wants Danyang to know the truth and catch Ning Chaolai off guard.

Everything elevates Ning Chao and suppresses Danyang. Shangyang understands Danyang's temperament, and she won't disturb Ning Chaolai.

With Danyang here, it is destined to break up unhappily, as soon as Danyang leaves, Shangyang also takes the opportunity to leave.

Only Si Xiaoyu accompanied Ning Chaolai in the room.

"Sister, don't be angry, Princess Danyang has a bad temper, but her nature is not bad."

Si Xiaoyu helped Ning Chaolai to sit on the circle chair, I don't know whether it was intentional or not, just under that painting.

Ning Chaolai asked casually, "Has the son-in-law known Lord Yilang since she was a child?" ”

Si Xiaoyu nodded and smiled sweetly, "I have known Ah Wan for several years, and my mother likes Ah Wan very much, since I was a child, she only wants me to interact with Ah Huan." ”

"The son-in-law has a gentle temperament, is weak and lovely, and the general should like it too." Ning Chaolai said with a smile.

Si Xiaoyu hung his head shyly, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

Like each other, the elders on both sides also like it, Uncle Tai and Si Xiaoyu, a veritable lover, if she has to intervene, she will be too ignorant.

"If you don't go back for a long time, Ah Weng should be in a hurry, if the son-in-law is free, he will go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to sit."

Ning Chaolai supported one side of the circle chair with one hand and got up with his strength.

Si Xiaoyu's eyebrows fell, "When I went to Jiangnan before, I was fortunate to listen to my sister's natural sounds, and I was envious, since my sister is unwell today, you might as well sit down again, let me dance for my sister?" ”

If Si smiled and said something else, Ning Chaolai would definitely refuse, but if it was dancing, she would be interested in seeing it.

After all, Ren Yun also mentioned just now that Si Xiaoyu likes to dance, and anyone who can discuss dance with Li Suwu's apprentice must have talent.

Ning Chaolai sat back on the circle chair and quietly watched Si Xiaoyu dance.

Tiptoeing, hooking feet, spinning, flying, quiet as a dragon, graceful as a dragon, graceful as a snake.

A sharp turn, standing still, all the silence, at this moment the rapid rotation, the skirt flying, like a dream.

Ning Chaolai seemed to see an endless sea of flowers, with a hundred flowers budding and ready to bloom, waiting to compete for beauty, colorful, like a fairyland.

Si Xiaoyu is dancing among the flowers, cardamom tips, slim and elegant.

Looking back and smiling, a hundred flowers bloomed together.

This is the amazing dance that she has learned nothing, she has no avail, but she has witnessed how Si Xiaoyu danced the most beautiful shock.

Ning Chaolai grabbed the circle chair, unwilling but helpless somewhere.

This is jealousy, she also thought that Ning Chaolai would not envy others in the slightest if she was poor all her life.

"Sister, I'm ugly."

It wasn't until Si Xiaoyu ran over and grabbed her hand that Ning Chaolai came back to his senses.

She said sincerely, "Su Wu Niang danced that day, which amazed the world, and she should be very relieved to know that someone can learn her charm like this." ”

"Really?" Si Xiaoyu was overjoyed.

"When did I tell a lie." Ning Chao said.

In front of Si Xiaoyu, she was defeated, and she and Si Xiaoyu had no day to compare.

Ning Chaolai's face turned pale, and it was the first time he had lost his temper like this.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Si Xiaoyu helped Ning Chaolai with a puzzled face.

Ning Chaolai shook his head and said with a smile, "It's nothing, it's just a pain in your foot, you dance very well, I must ask you for advice in the future." ”

Ning Chaolai pulled away Si Xiaoyu's hand and walked out without looking back.