"Ah Ngai" Nalan Qi just crossed the threshold, the cold breath wrapped in the fragrance of herbs rushed towards her, she rubbed her nose hard, but she still felt itchy tight, and couldn't help sneezing. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Put on this", Doctor Miao casually took off the crane that was leaning on Mu Shi and wrapped Nalan Qi tightly.

"My house burns the earth dragon on weekdays, but a few days ago, I asked someone to transport the seeds of the mother of pearl from the northern Xinjiang. This herb is very cool and expensive, so I placed ice trays in the four corners of the house, kept it in the house, and removed it when the seedlings appeared. ”

Doctor Miao glanced back at Nalan Qi and explained unhurriedly.

Nalan Qi wrapped the thick clothes on his body tightly, and sighed at his hands again, rubbing hard, only to feel that his body was warmer, but the tip of his nose was still frozen and stiff.

"The daughter of this year is really delicate and frail."

Doctor Miao muttered softly, if someone else said this, it would definitely seem snarky, but Doctor Miao's voice was cold and unwavering, which sounded very convincing.

"Hey, when did the seedlings emerge?"

As if she had swept something, she trotted forward again, and circled back and forth a few times around a flower table.

Nalan Qi also raised his eyes and looked over.

There are few big things in the whole room, and it is empty, so the flower table placed in the center is particularly eye-catching.

On the flower table, there are several rows of shallow-bottomed blue and white porcelain pots, and at this time, small green seedlings are breaking out of the soil from the porcelain pots. Doctor Miao stomped carefully around the flower table, the corners of his skirt were windy, the green seedlings were swaying with it, and the refreshing medicinal fragrance flowed, and even the cold chill in the room was dispelled a little.

Nalan Qizhi looked cute and also leaned over.

"Be careful, these seedlings are very scared, don't disturb them." Doctor Miao hurriedly leaned over to block Nalan Qi.

"Everything in heaven and earth has spirituality, and I am used to taking care of them on weekdays, so they are familiar with the breath on my body, so you should stand far away." Doctor Miao didn't look back, and then bent down and took out a silver chisel from the drawer of the flower table, and carefully stirred the soil in the porcelain pot.

"Hmm" Nalan Qi was not annoyed, nodded obediently, and stepped aside.

"Miss, our master loves these herbs very much, it is me, I have served her for more than ten years, if I neglect the herbs, I will have to serve her with bamboo strips."

The maid, who had been standing aside very well, saw Nalan Qi hanging her hair and was stunned, thinking that she was unhappy, so she immediately stepped forward to explain.

"Skullcap, Yuan Ling, Ziqin, Suqin, the four of you call some rough maids to come and remove all the ice basins in the house. Honeysuckle, when I move all these porcelain pots to the medicine garden in the north, you let the little people in the house burn the earth dragon. ”

Doctor Miao paused for a moment, squinted at his maid who was still chattering, hooked the corners of his mouth, and turned his head to the outside of the house to order.

"Yes, master." Before the words fell, a few maids with delicate eyebrows opened the door curtain and walked in.

"Does the slave have an errand?" The maid who had been comforting Nalan Qi saw that Doctor Miao was alone and did not call herself, so she hurriedly stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

"Okra, you are clumsy, if you get into trouble later, won't you go to Miss Nalan again to complain that I am harsh to you?" Doctor Miao glanced at okra when she heard this, and frowned and sighed as she pretended to be annoyed.

"Miss..." Okra blushed instantly, and stood aside helplessly.

"Poof, aren't you elm pimple serving Miss Nalan?" Doctor Miao couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle when she saw okra rubbing her hands crampedly, and quietly looked at her with her eyes.

She carefully picked up the shallow-bottomed porcelain basin on the flower table and walked neatly outside.

"You guys go to move the ice tray in the north corner, and you go to the south corner... Seeing that the master was gone, the maid in the house also moved the ice tray back and forth, and the ice cubes were knocked into a clattering sound, and the originally quiet room became noisy for a while.

"Miss Nalan, it will probably take a pillar of incense, can you take a sip of tea?" Okra moved a small vulture over, and helped Nalanqi sit down.

"Hmm" Nalan Qi's attention was all attracted by the figure painting hanging on the north wall, and he just nodded casually.

It was her father's early calligraphy, and his composition, coloring, and brushwork were not as elaborate as they are now, but they were very aura, but it was a pity that he no longer used this kind of fine brushwork to paint.

The painting depicts a woman with a high bun, elegant and bright makeup, a plump and slim figure, and the woman is holding her sleeves and facing the moon independently, staring at herself. When she raised her eyes and meditated, her gentle, demure, and natural image also jumped on the paper, vivid.

"Miss Nalan, if you have any doubts, why don't you talk to the slave?" Okra came over with Gu tea, and saw Nalan Qi staring straight at the north wall, his face was thoughtful, and he hurriedly asked.

She was a little puzzled.

Nalan Junyi's early paintings are not in circulation. He was successful in his studies when he was young, but he just came to prominence but coincided with the rebellion of General Xuanyuan, and as the son-in-law of the Xuanyuan family, Nalan Junyi was also innocently implicated. The guests who begged him for poetry and paintings in the past changed their faces and regarded him as a passerby. After experiencing the heat and coldness of the world, Nalan Junyi's temperament changed slightly, and he added a bit of willfulness and uninhibited gentleness, and his pen style also changed from fine lines to square and round, free and smooth.

Where did Dr. Miao get this old painting?

"I can't talk about doubts, I'm just curious." Nalan Qi raised his eyebrows at the picture scroll, and said to the okra: "This painting is light in color, and it is beneficial to see elegance after retreating over time, I don't know which one made it?" ”

Okra followed Nalan Qi's eyes, raised her eyes and looked over, she frowned and thought about it: "Indeed, as Miss said, this painting has been around for some years. Miss Nalan, the painter is also very familiar with each other, yes"

"Gifted by an old friend, okra, a maid, how can you understand these elegant things."

A somewhat cold voice suddenly interjected.

"Master, have you placed all the herbs?" Okra hurriedly silenced and bowed.

Doctor Miao stood at the threshold against the light, her expression was dark and uncertain, she squinted her eyes and looked at Nalan Qi carefully, before she smiled: "Miss Nalan is still young, and she has no attainments in painting, which really impresses me." ”