Qing Zhi just smiled at this. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

From the time she came in to the present, she has stood without sitting down or drinking tea, living up to the beauty of the tea pavilion.

"Ninth Master, I really want to go back."

Qing Zhi lowered her head and insisted that if she wanted to leave, even if the tough one stayed, it would be meaningless.

Ye Jinrong doesn't like to force her, and it's not easy for her to stay and talk so much.

"Think about it, if you want to leave the Guozhang Mansion, I will help you."

Ye Jinrong didn't stop her from leaving, this sentence has already made the meaning clear.

Qingzhi didn't answer, turned around and left.

Just now, she felt that she had a lot of time, and she wanted to go around, and she didn't want to go back so early, but she was delayed by Uncle Qin and Wei Min, and suddenly felt that there was not enough time, after all, the days in winter were too short.

She walked out of the private room and saw Wei Min standing outside the door, holding his arms with his hands and feet slightly open, looking guarded, and couldn't help but smile; Life is short, Wei Min lives every day so seriously, isn't he really tired?

"Oh, I'm out, do you want to go in and confirm, do I have any bad intentions for your master?"

The more serious people are, the more they have to be teased, because their reactions are all funny.

Sure enough, Wei Min glared at her fiercely again, but didn't go in; He has already been sold to Qingzhi by his master, and if he goes back, his master will definitely be angry.

"When we're done, let's go."

Anyway, there will only be seven months, and when the seven months are up, he will be liberated.

Qing Zhi glanced back at the door of the private room, didn't say anything, and strode forward.

Even if you want to be a handyman without an owner, in the end it is still a maid, and you can't go back every day when you wander outside, even if the aunts and grandmothers don't say anything, the masters must still have complaints in their hearts when they see it.

On the other side, in Jiang Yuan's house.

After leaving Qingzhi, Jiang Yuan almost strode back, and the little guy who opened the door didn't look at it anymore, and walked directly towards Mrs. Lang's bedroom.

"Young master, Madame has just rested, why don't you go back later."

Yahuan followed closely and whispered, she rarely saw Jiang Yuan's angry appearance, let alone her face that was more terrifying than anger now.

Seeing that Jiang Yuan didn't stop, Xiao Yahuan followed closely behind, her face was very nervous.

Jiang Yuan knew his mother's temperament very well, and suddenly called Qing Zhi over, and must have said something very ugly.

thought that after the last quarrel, his mother would be afraid of it, but he didn't expect it to develop to this point.

Walking all the way to Mrs. Lang's bedroom, Jiang Yuan stood outside the door and said loudly, "Mother, did you let Qingzhi come today?" ”

Although there are only him and Mrs. Lang in the house, there are strict rules, and adult sons can't enter their mother's room if they want to.

"Yuan'er, come in."

Mrs. Lang's voice came from inside the door, and Xiao Yahuan heard it, so she walked over and opened the door and let Jiang Yuan in.

Jiang Yuan flicked his sleeves, strode in, and said directly: "Mother, I saw Qingzhi ...... just now."

"Yuan'er, do you still have that painting?"

Mrs. Lang sat on the couch and looked at him a little lazily and asked.

"Painting?"

Jiang Yuan came here to ask the teacher for guilt, but before he could say anything, he was blocked back by Mrs. Lang in the name of a painting.

"It's the one you received when you were a kid, but you wouldn't throw it away anyway."

Mrs. Lang reminded him, Jiang Yuan's face changed slightly, although this painting is not taboo, but his mother has never liked it very much, and even made a few gestures to tear it up but was stopped by him, and said a lot of cruel things before stopping, why did he take it out again now?

"Mother, what are you doing when you mention this, didn't I say it, definitely don't hit the idea of this painting."

Jiang Yuan said in a calm voice.

"What are you nervous about, I'm not going to tear up your painting, I'm just letting you take it out."

Mrs. Lang sneered, she just couldn't see her son so leisurely and indecisive.

Jiang Yuan looked at Mrs. Lang, then turned around to get the painting.

In case his mother went crazy and tore things apart, he locked the painting in a heavy wooden box with two locks on the outside, and only he knew where the key was.

The painting was sent by a messenger when he was very young, when he was still living in the city.

The painting was a painting of the best painter in the whole of Dajin, and it was a little girl, about four or five years old, wearing a small winter cloak, sitting on a warped chair, with a smile in her eyebrows and eyes.

In the lower left corner of the portrait are two lines of poetry, and in addition to the inscription and seal, the most striking thing is the two words that are placed separately: Jiayue.

At that time, Jiang Yuan was not too young, and he was still very clear about his life experience and what happened to his father and mother, the imperial capital of Yu Dan was serious in Jiang Yuan, like the existence of the Nine Heavens, even if he was far away in Yaoyi, he could hear all kinds of news from the distant Yu Dan from time to time.

His mother's brother and his uncle are married,

Soon after the uncle got married, he gave birth to a little princess, and she was given a title as soon as she was born, which shows the importance and love for her.

The girl's name is very secretive, generally except for her own family, she doesn't say it outside, let alone the princess with such a noble identity, her name is not known to anyone, but the title can be announced to the world.

For the sinners of the eldest princess's family who are far away, they are not worthy of knowing the name of the little princess, they can only know the title of the little princess. And that painting was a few years after the little princess was born, and the emperor specially ordered the painter to paint it and send it to Yaoyi.

It was originally given to the eldest princess, no matter what, the eldest princess is Princess Jiayue's aunt, although she was exiled to Yaoyi and can never leave Yaoyi for half a step, but the emperor still wants the eldest princess to see the appearance of his little princess.

When the eldest princess received the scroll, she was resentful, looking at the cute girl in the scroll, and then looking at her son, she couldn't help but feel a burst of anger, and threw the painting to the ground, and then scolded angrily.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuan picked it up curiously, glanced at this cousin who had never met before, and couldn't help but feel a burst of joy, begging his mother to give him the painting.

This send, he hid it like a treasure, even if the war of usurpation spread to Yaoyi, and the eldest princess's family fled with their children and daughters, Jiang Yuan never left the painting behind, even if he traveled around a place until he settled in Lingzhou City, this painting was still well collected by him.

Now his mother says she wants to see the painting, which is really strange.

(To be continued.) )