God's face is always unpredictable, yesterday it was still sunny and cloudless, but today it is very unhappy gloomy. The clouds floating in the sky are like the old gray cotton jackets of poor people, and the air is filled with a damp fragrance of peach blossoms, just like Zou Mingqing's mood at the moment, as if it can drip water.

I don't know if it was due to the influence of the sky, or if it was in a bad mood, the color of the peach blossoms on her paper was not the usual bright peach, but the dark vermilion, if the shape was not depicted exactly like the peach blossoms, it was really easy to mistake it for a bloody cuckoo.

Zou Mingqing couldn't see this dark red either, so he crumpled the paper into a ball irritably, threw it into the distance, mixed some water into the paint, and continued to pick up the pen and paint.

The personal maid who went out with her today carefully picked up the paper ball on the ground and put it into the bulging cloth bag in her hand, this was already the ninth painting that the young lady had destroyed herself, her heart was cold, and the movements of her hands became more and more gentle, and she did not dare to make a sound at all, lest she disturb the master.

Zou Mingqing seemed to have eyes behind her back, threw the pen irritably, turned her back to her and yelled: "Dead girl, can't you pick it up when I'm done?" The footsteps are so loud that you want to kill me? See what color you're up to! I told you to bring out the rosé, and it's still this old-fashioned dark red with so much water! ”

The maid didn't dare to defend at all, so she fell to her knees with a plop, kowtowing like pounding garlic and begging for mercy: "It's all to blame for the clumsiness, Miss is angry." ”

If this is changed at home, Zou Ming will appreciate it early in the morning, and she is still a little sensible, remembering that this is outside, you have to pay attention to the image. Impatiently threw the word "roll", and the maid hurriedly withdrew from the peach forest as if she was about to be amnesty, and no longer dared to run in easily to touch the master's moldy head.

Another cloud of waste paper was thrown out and landed in the grass behind her. After painting for a long time, he didn't paint a masterpiece that suited his heart, Zou Mingqing took a few deep breaths, put down the brush and picked up a tube of center, and practiced calligraphy.

She didn't bring a notebook, and wrote haphazardly on the paper as she wished. When I finished writing and picked it up, I saw that I unconsciously wrote a sentence in the Book of Poetry on the paper, "Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the River Island." As if she had made a big mistake and was afraid of being discovered, she hurriedly crumpled the paper again, tore it twice at will, and threw it away.

Knowing that Suosuo's footsteps sounded again, Zou Mingqing thought that it was his maid who went and returned, and ordered without looking back: "Hurry up and pick up all those paper balls on the ground and burn them!" ”

There was silence behind him for a moment, and a deep male voice suddenly sounded: "Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island, my fair lady, good gentleman." ”

Zou Mingqing was shocked, turned around abruptly, and saw a man wearing a scarf with a handsome face smiling at him, holding a few pieces of paper that had just been shredded by himself.

"Who are you talking about? Who allowed you to come here? ”

The man smiled gently and harmlessly: "My surname is Shen Mingpei, and I came here today to make seven for my late mother, thinking that my first mother loved to visit this peach forest very much before her death, and I specially came in to mourn and mourn." Unexpectedly, I disturbed the young lady, and Xiaosheng apologized to you. After saying that, he clenched his fists and bowed seriously.

Zou Mingqing saw that he was handsome in appearance, polite in his speech and demeanor, his face was red, and his vigilance in his heart unconsciously lowered a few points.

"Shen Gongzi doesn't have to be polite, he only blames my maid, and he doesn't know where to run, so he couldn't remind Gongzi in time."

Shen Pei felt lightly in her heart, her Huaichun maid was not playful, but was taken away by her younger brother. Of course, he naturally didn't show the thoughts in his heart, pretending to point to the handwriting in his hand seriously, and said with admiration: "I also like to study calligraphy in my life, and I just saw Miss font, Yan muscles and willow bones, subtle, and Juan Xiu with his own unique style and bones, which is rare among women." I am deeply impressed under it! ”

Since she tried it with Lu Zhihua, no one praised her calligraphy and painting, and when she heard the long-lost praise, Zou Mingqing's face was even more flushed, and she hung her head shyly, and she couldn't help but feel a little good about this person.

"Childe has won the prize."

"Miss deserves this praise, why be humble. I don't know if I can borrow your pen and paper, Xiaosheng has a few doubts about writing skills and wants to ask you for advice. ”

Zou Mingqing was unwilling, let go to the side of the bookcase, and stretched out his hand to make an inviting gesture: "Son, please." ”

Thanks to Xiao Fei's careful cultivation, Shen Pei and Shen Hao brothers have dabbled in piano, chess, poetry and painting, Shen Ze must learn both literature and martial arts as a prince, and the two brothers are much more relaxed and immersed in the sea of books. The three brothers really want to compete, except for Shen Ze's chess skills, the other three are not as proficient as the two brothers.

It is also a beautiful day, the two talked about calligraphy to poetry, and then talked about painting, and when they were chatting about their respective color matching experiences, the sky suddenly rained lightly.

The two naturally chose to run to the nearby gazebo to take shelter from the rain, although Shen Pei took care of him all the way, Zou Mingqing, who couldn't let go of his footsteps considering his image, still got wet with his clothes. The wet coat was draped over her body, and when the cold wind blew, the moisture went straight into the middle coat, and she couldn't help but shiver and shiver from the cold.

Seeing this, Shen Pei said "offended", took off the blue brocade vest he was wearing outside, and carefully draped it on her.

Zou Mingqing thanked her shyly and timidly, only to feel that this dress exuded a scorching temperature, which not only burned her face, but also warmed her heart.

has been strictly controlled by his mother-in-law since he was a child, and Shen Pei, who flirted with his sister for the first time in his life, was actually a little shy. Although he was mentally prepared before coming, the first time he encountered this ambiguous scene, he really didn't know what to say to save the scene, so the two fell silent so unnaturally.

Wearing his coat, Zou Mingqing didn't dare to move his hands and feet, his eyes glanced around casually, but he didn't dare to look up at the other party. When his eyes swept over the vest under him, he suddenly found that this seemingly inconspicuous blue brocade cloth actually had a very light-colored bamboo leaf pattern, which was the elegant bamboo brocade that only aristocratic families could afford. has a prominent voice, his surname is Shen, his name is the same as Shen Ze's water, and he also lost his mother not long after...... Zou Mingqing connected everything together, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"Dare to ask what is the relationship between Gongzi and Lord Shen, the Duke of Weiguo?" For a moment, she couldn't help but ask, and her tone unconsciously raised a little.

Shen Pei was struggling in his mind to find a topic to continue the previous conversation, and when he heard this sudden question, his mind had not yet reacted, and his mouth habitually blurted out: "It's my father." ”

Seeing that the blood on Zou Mingqing's face had faded all of a sudden, he realized what he had said. If you say it, you can't get it back, anyway, your identity will be revealed sooner or later, Shen Pei thought of this, turned his heart sideways, and simply said it more carefully. "In the second line of the next family, he and his younger brother Shen Hao are both concubines, so they are not very eye-catching. Let the young lady smile. (To be continued.) )