Jinghu finished packing up the letter, wrote a reply like a ghost, and it was almost dinner time. After the rain in the afternoon, it turned into a sunny day, and at this moment the beauty of the sky is so beautiful that even the best painter in the world cannot depict half of it.

Jinghu watched quietly for a long time, waited until the remnants of the clouds burned out, had dinner, and got the permission of Mama Liu, before going to find Ke Mingxu.

She didn't really have any questions to ask him about the language, she just wanted to stay with him for a while. So I also pretended to bring some things over, intending to draw patterns with him.

Ke Mingxu was doing something serious, Jinghu knocked on the door, he raised his head and smiled at her, "Come in, little county lord." ”

Jing Hu flew into the room briskly like a bird, walked to his side, and glanced at the things on the table, "What is Lord Ke doing?" Writing a letter? ”

Ke Mingxu nodded and put down his pen, "I received a letter from my grandfather, and I want to write back to ask about my mother's situation." ”

"Oh." Jinghu answered and sat down on the couch by the window unceremoniously.

"Then Master Ke, write a letter quickly, I'm going to draw my tricks too. Sister Ying's sister is also my cousin-in-law, since I say that I am a good girl, I plan to make a small dress for her child as well. ”

Ke Mingxu glanced at her, shook his head with a helpless smile, didn't say anything more, and continued to write a letter.

After Jing Hu drew a few strokes, he had to raise his head to look at Ke Mingxu, and then snickered in his heart. She wished that she could be like this every day, the two of them together, even if there were many words, one day they would have to say everything, but with him, even silence made her feel happy.

Ke Mingxu didn't look at her, but said lightly: "Why does the little county lord always stare at me, is he afraid that I will run away?" ”

He could see her in the rest of his eye, and he looked at him every once in a while, with a strange expression. It's really like a little fox, it looks innocent on the surface, and even sometimes it's pitiful, but in my heart I don't know what I don't think about every day.

Jinghu said: "How does Lord Xiao Ke know that I am looking at you, it must be when I am distracted while writing letters." Don't worry, I won't run, you can write with peace of mind. ”

Jinghu deliberately misinterpreted what he meant, and Ke Mingxu just smiled. It didn't take long for him to set aside the letter in his hand to dry, then fold it and seal it.

He walked over to Jinghu, sat down beside her, and watched Jinghu draw on the small machine lying on the couch. "What is the little county lord drawing?"

Jinghu raised his head and looked at him confusedly, "Can't Master Xiao Ke see that I'm painting camellias?" ”

She felt that she still painted quite well, and raised it to look at the candlelight, "I'm going to embroider a camellia because Sister Ying said that her sister likes it." ”

Ke Mingxu cleared his throat, "Actually, this is just an opening statement, don't care about it like this." ”

Jing Hu smiled sweetly, revealing two small pear vortices, "Oh, I thought I didn't draw well, so Xiao Ke didn't understand it." ”

She flattened the drawing paper, continued to trace on the paper, thought about it, and asked Ke Mingxu, "In the past few months, have you received a letter from Meng Heting?" ”

Of course, she didn't receive it, and she didn't miss him much, but she just asked for Kyunqing. She always felt that the reason why she was in such a bad health during this period of time was because she was too worried in her heart.

Ke Mingxu shook his head, "Not really." He had only been gone for a month or two, and I had mentioned to him that I was going down to Jiangnan, and it would be inconvenient for me to communicate, so he probably wouldn't send me a letter. ”

Jinghu said, "Then if he sends you a letter in the future, can you tell me?" ”

She was afraid that Ke Mingxu would be jealous, so she hurriedly explained: "It's not that I want to hear from him, it's that someone around me wants to know, and I can't bear to see her so sad every day, so I inquire for her." ”

As soon as she said that, she wondered if she was talking too much. "It's sad every day", then maybe this person is next to her.

Ke Mingxu didn't care about what she said, "It's not a big deal, if I receive his letter, I will definitely tell the little county lord." However, the little county lord also used to have a master-apprentice friendship with him, so didn't he care about him? ”

Jinghu was very honest, "If you say that you don't have half a point, then it is naturally impossible." It's Mr. Zheng, whom I didn't like in the past, and I still think of him today. ”

But Meng Heting is too cold to others, as if he wants everyone in this world not to trouble him. Maybe we shouldn't worry about him, don't have any ties with him, and talk to him is the best. ”

Ke Mingxu smiled, under the candlelight, he was a little less dazzling than under the sun, but a little more gentle.

"The little county lord has always been very accurate in looking at people. Heting's temperament is indeed a little cold, even if I have been with him for so many years, I always feel that I am just a gentleman's friendship with him. ”

Jing Hu cupped his cheeks and thought about it, "Maybe he feels that he is not actually accepted by the Yanliang people, and he doesn't regard himself as a Yanliang person in his heart." So I couldn't wait to return your love, and I returned to that grassland. ”

Jinghu waved his hand, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about him." ”

She observed Ke Mingxu's expression a little cautiously, "Little Master Ke, Master Ke sent you a letter, is your mother's illness better?" ”

Ke Mingxu's expression was very comfortable, only a little melancholy, as if he had already accepted this fact, "There is still no improvement, there is more time to sleep, and less time to wake up." I don't know if she'll ever get better. ”

Jinghu felt that she didn't change this topic very well, "I just heard Sister Ying say that Xiao Ke's mother is a talented girl who can leave a note for her juniors." He is also very insightful in political affairs. ”

"It's a pity that for a woman, she can't get out of the inner house to display her talents. But she must be very proud to have a son like Xiao Ke. ”

There is genuine melancholy in Ke Mingxu's words, "No matter how good her children are, they are only a small part of her life." In fact, I really want to ask my mother whether she thinks she is happy in her life. ”

"Her relationship with my father is just mediocre, she raised me and Bi Niang, and it has never made her worry about it to this day." Bi Niang is not in harmony in marriage, and he has not married until now, and probably will not be in the future.

"She was seriously ill for many years, and there was no hope of getting better. I feel like her whole life is being wasted. ”

Jinghu was silent again.