Sheng Hexuan grimaced and ordered coldly: "Go to my family's warehouse and find a piece of silk cloth and send it over, I want to use it now." ”

"Madame wants to paint?" Xu Zecheng seemed to know her very well.

Sheng Hexuan didn't speak, it was a tacit acquiescence, and he didn't wait for Xu Zecheng to say anything, so he pushed the wheelchair towards the door.

Seeing this, I hurriedly followed her, and as soon as I came to the corridor, I heard Xu Zecheng say in a low voice, "Madam, I remember that your father told you again and again to stop painting on the screen in the future." ”

Laugh at.

Sheng He didn't reply, and sneered coldly: "My father, if you want to use him to suppress me, then get him back first, but I can remind you that now the entire Beijing City treats my father as a street rat, a fraudster who fled abroad with hundreds of millions of investments, I am afraid that Xu Yayun would like him to die in a foreign country." ”

......

In the studio.

This time I didn't sit under the porch to hide Qingqing, but followed Sheng and Xuan into the house together, there was only one reason, the amount of information was too much, and I hadn't digested it yet.

How did her father become a fraudster?!

However, in just two years, whether the Sheng family has fallen into the devil's cave or the bottomless abyss, how can it be so bleak? And in this way, the death of Sheng Mu ......

At this moment, my mind was turning a thousand times, and Na Sheng and Xuan had already lowered their heads to pick up the porcelain plates placed on the table.

Because no one has cleaned them for a long time, these dishes containing watercolor paint are already full of dust, and many of them have not had time to clean, and a thick layer of colorful dry mud has formed at the bottom of the dishes.

She took two or three porcelain plates and two paintbrushes that looked fairly clean, and did not bend down again, but only carried these things to the empty screen frame.

This time, does she want to paint with blood again?

She has tried so many times, but she has not achieved the effect she wants, and then she will take blood to paint, this woman is afraid that she will lose too much blood and die suddenly, right?

But I know very well that she can't die, she lives well, and she also summoned the dream tapir, so ......

She succeeded, someday in the future.

Knock knock!

"Ma'am. ”

Xu Zecheng appeared outside the door holding a stack of plain white silk cloth.

Sheng Hexuan turned his wheelchair and looked at him sideways, "Just bring it in and just find a place to put it." ”

Although Xu Zecheng was taken care of by his second uncle Xu Yayun without warmth, he was also a blood relative, and he came to the Sheng family today to follow orders and monitor Sheng Hexuan, so she didn't think that he would agree to paint.

"I'll hang it up for you, it's inconvenient for you. ”

Xu Zecheng walked straight to the screen, stretched out his hands, and the plain white silk shook off, and the dust raised made Sheng Hexuan unable to help it

Wheezing and coughing.

"Ahem, ahem. ”

"Madame...... I'm sorry. Xu Zecheng was a little embarrassed and stopped moving.

Sheng Hexuan shook his head, trying his best to suppress the itch in his throat, "It's okay, no one has been to the warehouse for a long time, there must be a lot of dust, and it is not easy for you to find the silk cloth." ”

Xu Zecheng fumbled to fix the silk cloth on the locks at the four corners of the screen, and responded: "The warehouse is quite neat, especially the items used by the lady, all of which are placed on a shelf, and it is easy to find that the silk cloth is ...... It's all neatly stacked in a wooden box, and your parents don't like you to paint, but they are very careful to protect what you like. ”

It seemed to be an unintentional sentence, but it made Sheng Hexuan's expression stagnant slightly, and he didn't see the brilliance for a long time, just like the eyes of the ancient well, it seemed to fluctuate slightly, rippling out a circle of ripples.

Xu Zecheng finally struggled to fix the last corner, and when he turned around, he saw Sheng Hexuan who was wandering.

He thought he had said something wrong, and he waited in place with some uneasiness, his hands interlocked, his finger bones trembling slightly from unease.

After a long while, Sheng Hexuan seemed to wake up from a dream, and looked at Xu Zecheng in some astonishment, "Ah, it's already hanged? ”

Xu Zecheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "Madam, then I'll go out and wait for you first, if you have any orders, you can call me at any time." ”

Sheng Hexuan nodded.

After the door in the studio slowly closed, she pushed the wheelchair to the left wall, where there was a small chest of drawers one arm wide, only three floors, which Sheng Hexuan had ordered his subordinates to move in after returning from the previous few times to store paints.

She is now in a wheelchair, and it is very inconvenient to take things from a cabinet that is only knee-high, especially the bottom layer, which is only about the height of her ankles, and she needs to crawl her entire upper body to get things out of the cabinet.

Fortunately, Sheng Hexuan is thin enough, a handful of bones, it doesn't matter how bends.

She bit her lower lip hard, grabbed the armrest of her wheelchair with one hand, and bent as low as she could before she could barely get the dagger out of the depths of the bottom cabinet.

I couldn't help but sigh when I saw what she was holding in her hand.

This woman really hasn't given up......

For the next half day, Sheng Hexuan has been painting non-stop, but this time it is slightly different from the previous blood painting, after she completed the simple ritual, she first used black paint to outline the outline of the divine beast.

The pen is very slow, sometimes hesitating for a long time, just looking at the screen in a daze, with strange eyes, as if covered with a layer of mist.

Until the sunset of this day was over, and the afterglow turned into night, she only fell three strokes.

And because she was in a wheelchair, she couldn't lay out the entire screen as she used to, and she could reach out to it, but it was just a small circle in front of her.

Xu Zecheng didn't come to knock on the door, he seemed to have reported to Xu Yayun, and the other party didn't refuse his wife's request to stay in the Sheng family for a few days, but he never showed up from beginning to end, which made me feel a little strange.

At night, when Sheng Hexuan went back to sleep, the bedroom had been cleaned, and all the utensils and furnishings had been carefully wiped and organized, looking refreshing and tidy.

Even when the Sheng family was here, I had never seen her room cleaned up so neatly.

"You don't have to. ”

Sheng Hexuan didn't seem to appreciate it, and said in a stiff tone.

Xu Zecheng was standing in front of a sideboard, placing the arranged fruits in front of Sheng Mu's portrait, which were the most ordinary fruits, but they looked very fresh.

"Ma'am, I just did what I wanted to do. He turned, his expression always light.

Sheng Hexuan didn't speak anymore, only his eyes quickly glanced at the fruit bowls, and said coldly: "Don't think I'll thank you." ”

(End of chapter)