After Yun Tong went out, he got on the covered bridge, and stopped Aunt Wei behind him, "The slave is guilty, Madame didn't call you over, it's the slave who has something to tell you." ”

Aunt Wei was full of annoyance about Huan He's affairs, and when she heard her say this, she hurriedly raised her head, with a hint of surprise in her voice, "What's the matter?" ”

Yun Tong's eyes looked around vigilantly, and then walked under a begonia tree under the bridge, and soon dug out something and walked to Aunt Wei's side.

"At this time, the clothes that my aunt gave to the girl of Jiangmo, I don't know why she was buried here, and when I searched it, the slave saw it, and I only wondered in my heart, so I didn't tell anyone."

"It's just a piece of clothing, where ......" When her eyes fell on the muddy clothes, her gaze suddenly became cold, and she sneered for a long time, "Sure enough, it's her, I should have thought of it a long time ago." ”

On Huan Yu's couch that day, the exposed corners of her clothes that she clearly saw were this one.

In an instant, Aunt Wei's eyes flashed, and she instructed Yun Tong beside her, "Go and see if the second young master is still in her room." ”

Xuan'er put together a charcoal fire in the house, although the windows were dilapidated, but it was still warmer, and the water in the handkerchief was gradually cooling, so she told Xuan'er to go and fetch another basin.

Huan Yi sat on the bed, the cloak on his body was crumbling, and the crescent-white bed clothes were faintly exposed, but they were covered with a layer of dust.

There was no anger on his pale face, and a pair of dark eyes stared straight at her.

Jiangmo wiped the dust on his face with a handkerchief, but the movements were very gentle, but she always felt a hot gaze fall on her face, she hurriedly raised her head, and when her eyes met, her breathing couldn't help but become short.

"What is the young master looking at?" Jiang Mo couldn't help but avoid his gaze,

"I'm looking to see if you can eat it." Huan Yi's voice was sarcastic, and she whispered in her ear, "Young Master Ben is very hungry now, maybe he will chew your meat and eat it in a while." ”

Jiang Mo then remembered that since last night, Huan Yi had not stuck to his teeth even if he had half a grain of rice, so he asked Xuan'er to bring the food over quickly.

Because the two of them were afraid of being poisoned, they only ate the food that had been left overnight, it was cold and hard, and Huan Yi only looked at it, and his face was full of anger.

"You slut actually asked Young Master Ben to eat these, I see that you are really impatient." Huan Yi has urinated and eaten like him since he was a child, where has he suffered such a sin.

Jiang Mo took a deep breath, but his face was full of helplessness, "The concubine is naturally not as good as the young master here, so if you don't eat it, forget it." ”

Soon Jiangmo asked Xuan'er to withdraw the meal, but saw Huan Yi sitting on the bed, with his head down, he was very obedient, not like his temperament.

Jiang Mo looked at his appearance, and couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, so he took out a hard steamed bun from Xuan'er's plate that had not yet been removed, and then walked to his side and sat down, and then casually handed the steamed bun to his lips.

"Oh, let's eat, is it possible that the little young master wants to starve to death?" Jiangmo patiently coaxed, as if soothing a willful and coquettish child.

Huan Yi slowly raised his head, and smiled bitterly for a long time, "No wonder you are so jealous of Young Master Ben, it turns out that you have been eating these in the Protector Mansion." ”

Jiang Mo couldn't help but sigh, pointed to the cabinet in the room and said, "It's not a grievance, after all, no one eats ginseng as a radish, and I have to thank the little master for the reward." ”

Huan Yi ordered someone to send her some ginseng bird's nest, which was also for her to raise a baby. That day, the housekeeper went to ask how much ginseng to purchase, and Huan Yi didn't know why he lost his temper that day, so he only said, "Confused things, how much can she eat if she is so thin, one or two hundred catties will be done, stir-fry, stew, stew, and if it is not enough, then continue to buy." ”

The housekeeper was full of shock, this was obviously to eat as a radish, but who dared to say half a cent, so he had to pay the silver to buy it, and then moved most of the ginseng in Beijing into the mansion.

Just in contemplation, I saw Huan Yi lower his head and take a bite of the steamed bun.

He was really hungry, and soon lowered his head and continued to bite, and after a while, he finished eating, but because he was in too much of a hurry, he choked a little.

She couldn't help but think of his big fish and meat in the past, but his face was full of disgust, compared with today's miserable scene, her lips couldn't help but gently hook up, almost laughing.

I really should let the protector take a look, he is all pampered, where he can't stand the suffering, and he will become a person who eats bran in the future.

"Young Master Ben is very happy with the way he looks now, aren't you?" His gaze was fixed on her slightly curled lips, like sharp blades.

Jiang Mo hurriedly restrained the smile on his lips, then brought the tea and served him to drink tea in person.

After drinking tea, Jiang Mo wiped his lips very considerately, but heard his voice faintly, "You just lock this young master for the rest of your life, it's good." ”

She raised her head in astonishment, only wondering if she had heard it wrong, how could Huan Yi say something like that.

But seeing that he pursed the corners of his lips tightly, his hot gaze fell on Jiang Mo's face, "Wouldn't it be good that you don't have to be forced to study, and no one will reprimand Young Master Ben on the side." ”

Jiang Mo couldn't help but sigh, in order not to study, he could endure anything.

After speaking, he fell on the bed, with a comfortable look on his face, and then said viciously, "Just let them look for it, even if they search for Shangjing, they can't find it." ”

Huan Yi looked at his sneering face, pursed his lips and walked out of the house.

However, as soon as she went out, she saw Xuan'er coming over in a hurry, still carrying a cage in her hand, and saw Jiangmo hurriedly said, "It was sent by the second young master, he is really a very good person, and he actually let us keep the cat." ”

"Good guys?" Jiang Mo slowly pronounced these two words, and his voice was cold.

Xuan'er noticed the discoloration on her face because of this, and hurriedly took out a few books from her arms, and wrapped pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, "This is also sent by the second young master, and it is only said that the girl will relieve her boredom." ”

Jiang Mo took it casually and sneered, "Sure enough, it's his good second uncle, and now I don't forget to urge him to study." Sure enough, he can come whatever he wants, and it is boring for him to be idle, so it is better to read the books of sages for a few days. ”

After she finished speaking, she took it, and immediately thought of something, so she whispered a few words to Xuan'er's side. Na Xuan'er's face was full of astonishment, and she only said, "The waist cards of our mansion are all very tight, but I'm afraid it will not be easy to get." ”

Jiang Mo smiled, "I know a place that is very easy to obtain." ”

After she finished speaking, Xuan'er's cheeks turned crimson, and she said hesitantly, "Yes, the slave will try it." ”

"We all came out of Qinglou, and we care about what we do." Jiangmo patted her on the shoulder, looking like she had high hopes.

Xuan'er nodded slowly, then thought of something, and said, "The slave saw that the second young master didn't eat anything, so she took out a few taels of silver and bought a lotus leaf chicken from Mother Liu in the kitchen, which is clean and will not be poisonous." ”

Jiangmo nodded, "You keep a piece, and give me the rest, if you let that guy starve again, I'm afraid I'll be even more jealous of us." ”

When Jiangmo returned to the house, Huan Yi was lying on the bed, with Erlang's legs crossed, a pair of dark eyes staring at the curtain, his fingers hitting each of the iron cables, and there was a small song in his mouth.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Mo slowly walked to the bed, shook the plate containing the flower chicken in front of him, and then a burst of fragrance spread in the room, and all the people who were hooked came down.

Huan Yishi only ate a cold steamed bun, and when he smelled the meat, his stomach suddenly gurgled and made a sound.

With the sound of iron chains, he slowly sat up, his eyes nailed to the lotus leaf chicken, "Even if you are still smart, why don't you quickly take away the things that Young Master Ben is tied to his hands." ”

Jiang Mo smiled like a flower, and looked at him with a pair of black and white eyes, "It's not difficult to eat, but the young master has to write two articles for the concubine to see, is your knowledge lean." ”

Huan Yi couldn't hear these words the most, so he only snorted coldly, "Young Master Ben doesn't eat you here, what kind of delicacies from the mountains and seas Young Master Ben hasn't eaten, how can he care about you." ”

With a smile on his face, he casually pushed the lotus leaf away, then took it, and slowly took a sip, and suddenly there was a fragrance between his lips and teeth, and he sighed, "It's amazing, it's so delicious." It's made by the imperial chef in the palace, and that's it. ”

Huan was so hateful that the roots of his teeth itched, and his stomach screamed angrily, and finally took a deep breath, "Young Master Ben gave you a thousand taels of silver, how about giving Young Master Ben a chicken leg?" ”

Jiang Mo took another bite hard, and half of the chicken leg was eaten by her, and then said vaguely while chewing, "The concubine is not short of money, what do you want to do with that silver." ”

Huan Yi finally gritted his teeth, "Untie the things in Young Master Ben's hands, since you write, you can't tie your hands." ”

Jiangmo took another big bite, stuffed his mouth full, and said with a smile: "Then the young master has to promise the concubine not to kill the concubine, otherwise Xuan'er will not let you out, and you can only starve to death here." ”

Huan Yi looked at the ordinary lotus leaf chicken that was almost eaten by her, and half of his teeth were almost crushed, "Okay, Young Master Ben promises you." ”

Only then did Jiangmo carefully wrap the lotus leaf chicken in his hand and put it on the shelf that Huan Yi couldn't reach, and then untied the sweat towel on Huan Yi's hand.

Because he had been tied up for too long, there were several shocking strangulation marks on his white woman-like wrists, and Jiang Mo couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, and stretched out his hand to touch it, but he dodged it.

"Don't be coy here." He snorted coldly.

Only then did Jiang Mo give him the package he had just brought into the house, he took out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, walked to the half-new table of the Eight Immortals in the house, and began to grind the ink.

Jiang Mo knew that he was jealous of himself now, and it was just boring to get over to him, so he just leaned on the bed, resting his head on his arm.

It just so happened that she was lying where he had sit, very warm, faintly mixed with the spices that he often smoked, and she gradually closed her eyes.

She woke up after only half an hour's sleep, opened her worried eyes, and in a trance she didn't know where she was.

When she looked at Huan Yi in front of the table of the Eight Immortals, she saw him holding pen and ink in one hand and dragging the iron chain on his body with the other, as if he didn't want the iron chain to make a sound and wake her up.

Jiang Mo was stunned, and it took a long time to squeeze out a wry smile, and then he supported the bed with his arms and slowly sat up.

It was already a little heavy outside, and Huan Yan's face seemed to be hidden in the shadows, and she couldn't see the look on his face at this time.

As if hearing the movement, Huan Yi slowly raised his head, "Awake?" ”

"Yes." Jiang Mo slowly stood up from the bed, his head groggy, and he barely walked to his side.

She only looked at the rice paper on the table, and her face was suddenly full of anger.

Jiang Mo stretched out his hand and took it, only glanced at it, and couldn't help but feel surging in his heart, the anger in his stomach melted like snow, and he couldn't help but sigh, "The young master's paintings are hard to find, and they are really true." ”

But I saw that the ink was painted on the rice paper, and it was the situation that I slept on the bed, but it was lifelike, and the beauty in the painting was about to come to life.

Immediately, Jiang Mo frowned, and couldn't help but say, "Why didn't the young master draw the face of the concubine?" ”

Huan Yi was just silent, and after a long time, he dropped his pen and ink, "You have such a willowy posture and a rotten peach-like face, so Young Master Ben disdains to paint." ”

Jiang Mo couldn't help but touch his face, his eyes fell on the painting again, but he liked it more and more, and only gritted his teeth, "If the young master finishes painting, the concubine will find you five lotus leaf chickens, how about it?" ”

Huan's smile deepened, but his face was full of arrogance, "Even if someone comes over with 10,000 taels of gold, Young Master Ben doesn't care about it, you just pull a cart over now, and Young Master Ben won't take a second look." ”

Although Jiangmo used to be proficient in poetry and songs, but she was not good at painting, she used to like calligraphy and painting, but now when she saw this one, she was even more confused.

"Good brother, did you paint the face of the concubine?" Jiang Mo's dark eyes looked straight at him, his face full of pleading.

Huan Yi finally laughed, picked up the pen that was thrown aside, only lowered his head, and slowly sketched it.

Jiang Mo only watched him put down his pen, and then after a while, his pen gradually stopped there.

"How is she?" Jiangmo's voice was faint, but it was full of sadness and bitterness, but I saw that the person outlined was a green kite, charming like a begonia, and even the eyebrows and eyes were innocent.

"Young Master Ben knows that he can't draw people." He reached out and took the painting, reaching out to tear it, but he stopped.

Jiangmo finally knew why he heard that Huan Yi was best at painting landscapes, it turned out that he couldn't draw people's faces, even if he painted them, he was just a green kite.