Mama Chen, who was holding her shirt with one hand, saw Qinglan's figure from a distance, and she stood up and walked towards the house.

The old lady still had her eyes closed.

Qinglan walked straight to the house where Mama Chen was, and when she came out again, she looked vigilantly at the people who were looking at her.

Behind her gaze was dropped, and her vision suddenly opened up through the narrow passage, a large open space.

Looking at the girl who was as dedicated to painting as she was when she left, Qinglan's eyes suddenly softened, and she tightened the basket.

At this time, Zheng Ruoyi put down the brush with a sense of inspiration, and painted a small rural residence with a light ink landscape painting.

As a fine house on the edge of the landscape, the clear spring flowing water and green trees, the surrounding wildflowers are splendid, and the two ethereal figures in the distance are quite freehand.

Zheng Ruoyi put her hands on the table, looked at the vegetable patch in front of her, and the corners of her mouth turned up.

It won't be long before it will grow vegetables and flowers, and it will be more warm and poetic than the paintings she makes.

Qinglan stepped forward, carefully put away the scroll, and put it into the house.

When she came out, she saw Zheng Ruoyi open the basket she put on the table.

"Baby green muslin? When was the blue prepared, this color is quite elegant. ”

Zheng Ruoyi stroked the fabric with her hand and asked with a smile.

Qinglan replied: "Let the palace people come a little bit, just make two sets, and embroider different colors at that time, what kind of colors does the young lady want?" ”

Zheng Ruoyi shook her head.

The smile in Qinglan's eyes faded, "Don't you like it?" ”

Muslin is good, but it is not as good as satin.

Zheng Ruoyi bypassed the table and walked to Qinglan's side, "Two pieces are too many, my dress is enough to change and wash, but Qinglan's clothes are too few."

Look at the white and faded after washing, and now they have two incomes, don't treat yourself so badly. ”

"Miss," Qinglan called in a low voice, and then her hands were held up and Zheng Ruoyi looked at her with a smile.

Qinglan suddenly didn't want to excuse herself.

After a few days of work, two sets of dresses were made, one with a collar and one with a cardigan.

According to Zheng Ruoyi, the same fabric, the same color, different styles.

The two of them are about the same size, and they can change their clothes when the time comes, which is equivalent to having two sets of beautiful skirts.

Together, they changed into bright dresses, pulled up their hair buns, and pinned bright and delicate flowers to their empty black hair.

A beautiful and elegant one, and the smile is even sweeter.

One has clear eyebrows, beautiful facial features, and a quiet temperament.

Wearing similar dresses, standing together pretty, youthful and beautiful.

It's in the middle of nowhere, but it's also spacious, and no one else is going to disturb you.

Zheng Ruoyi took Qinglan's hand and lifted the hem of her skirt, like a deer in the mountains, pulling her to run quickly.

The wind blew, the hair was flying, the emerald skirt was fluttering, Qinglan was forced to run one step behind, and called again and again: "Slow down, slow down, don't fall!" ”

She was greeted with a series of crisp and cheerful laughs.

The two of them ran to the ground, their cheeks were red, and when they gasped and stopped, they saw a pear tree growing not far in front of them.

And under the tree there was a drawing board.

Qinglan first tidied up Zheng Ruoyi's clothes, and Zheng Ruoyi also raised her hand to tidy her up with a smile.

Then he withdrew his hand at the same time and walked towards the pear tree.

"Recently, my inspiration has dried up a bit, I wonder if Qinglan can help me?" Zheng Ruoyi looked at Qinglan with a sideways smile.

Qinglan's fingertips trembled slightly, and she felt the warmth of her palm, which was a little cramped.

As a slave and maid, there is always physical contact with the master, but there is always a slight fear in the heart of being pulled and pulled by the master so intimately.

"Miss, please command."

Zheng Ruoyi raised her other hand and patted the blue palm she was holding.

"My Qinglan is also a beauty, she is beautiful and has a beautiful temperament, why did she ignore you before? Search the e-book

I love to draw beauties, blue is beauty, can you let me paint? ”

The base of the blue ear is somewhat red.

Zheng Ruoyi knew that Qinglan agreed, so she waved her hand lightly, and then gently withdrew her hand.

She stood behind the drawing board, and the branches of the pear trees above her were luxuriant, the pear blossoms as white as snow bloomed in the branches and leaves, and the ground was also paved with pear blossoms that looked like snow.

The wind blows, but it's warm.

In the afterglow, some of the pear trees are beautiful in the sunset.

Qinglan stood crampedly in place, listening to Zheng Ruoyi's instructions and laughing stiffly.

Zheng Ruoyi sneered, and then looked at Qinglan's face was red, and she was about to speak.

There were white clouds in the sky, as if the sunset had just been hidden, shrouding her, as if a warm layer of makeup was painted on that delicate face.

At that moment, she was dazzling and incredible.

Zheng Ruoyi's hand holding the brush tightened, then narrowed her eyes, lowered her head and smiled.

Her blue is so pretty.

"Okay, Qinglan, I've finished drawing, come and take a look, let's make another one if it's not good."

After Zheng Ruoyi walked out of the drawing board, she beckoned to Qinglan.

Qinglan slowed down and stepped forward, feeling really relieved.

Looking at a brightly colored picture scroll, a pretty woman raised a reserved and bright smile, and the dress on her body fluttered.

On the bright eyes, Qinglan pursed her lips, and her gaze fell on the picture scroll again.

The anticipation on Zheng Ruoyi's face became a little nervous, and she asked carefully, "Don't you like it?" That must be my bad drawing! ”

Qinglan, who was still hesitating, shook her head anxiously, "Miss drew very well!" It's just that the painting is too good, and the slave is not as good as in the painting. ”

Zheng Ruoyi's heart was suffocated, and then it was thick and sour, she held her blue hands, her eyes stared at her intently, her voice was soft, but there was no doubt.

"It's that I'm not good enough!

The blue in my mind is a thousand times better than what I draw, and I should practice more! ”

Qinglan looked at Zheng Ruoyi in a daze, her picturesque and delicate eyebrows and eyes were determined.

She pursed her lips, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips, and nodded.

That's it, the master is happy and gets better.

And Zheng Ruoyi is also smiling brightly, and finally let Qinglan know some of her own goodness and beauty!

But it's not enough, I have to praise Qinglan more in the future, so that she knows how good she is!

That way, she wouldn't be so careful and respectful.

Zheng Ruoyi never thought that she let Qinglan know that she was good, and constantly praised her, without the slightest master's posture, would the slave and maid be raised with a big heart.

The two sat on the ground, leaning in front of the pear tree, the falling flowers were colorful, the pear blossoms were falling, and the warm wind was blowing, like a burst of snow.

Blue legs bent, the scroll spread on the legs.

Zheng Ruoyi's legs were stretched out and folded, and the skirt was spread diagonally on the ground.

In such a quiet beauty, the troubles and sorrows seemed to be far away, and the eyebrows and eyes of the two of them were stretched, and they turned their heads to look at each other from time to time, looking at each other and smiling.

At this time, a delicate pear blossom fell lightly, and it was in their eyes.

At that moment, the contours of the other party's facial features were indifferent, if there was a present, if it was about to leave.

When the pear blossoms fell and reached the ground, I only felt that my eyes suddenly opened up.

Both of them couldn't help but look at each other and smile, Zheng Ruoyi stroked the placket of his clothes with his palm, and carefully took out an emerald green leaf from it.

In front of the cherry lips, the green leaves are placed in front of the cherry lips, and the light and melodious music flows out.

Looking at Qinglan with a look of admiration, Zheng Ruoyi quietly straightened her chest, and held Qinglan's hand hanging on the ground beside her with the other hand.

One person held the scroll, the other played music, holding hands, and the pear blossoms fell, and some fell on their heads, as if they were sitting like this, until they were white.

In the afterglow of a warm sunset, it seems to add gentleness.

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