As for the double portrait of the prince and the master, the master cut out her part of the portrait and threw it into the brazier to burn it clean.

Leaving the prince alone, he was left alone in the mutilated painting.

After Shaoguang's portrait, she was very depressed, and Nian Yaoyue asked Jinyu to prepare a carriage and go out to relax.

The carriage came to the noisy Nanluoguxiang, and Nian Yaoyue stepped off the carriage with the support of Jinyu.

Suddenly, I saw a pottery workshop in front of me, and Nian Yaoyue walked into the hall.

"This lady, do you want to pinch a clay figure, our clay here is taken from the best official kiln, and the pottery fired out is uniform and delicate."

"Good!" Nian Yaoyue remembered that the fourth master took her to pinch the clay figure last year, and now the pair of clay dolls embracing each other are still in front of the bedside.

Jinyu listened to the master pinching the clay on the side, and hummed the song "My Nong Ci" written by the Eastern Jin Dynasty Guansheng in her mouth:

"Put a piece of mud, pinch a you, mold a me, break the two of us together, mix with water, pinch a you, mold a me, I have you in the mud, you have in the mud, I live with you in the same coffin, die in the same coffin."

The master began to knead the clay figurines at noon, until the early days of the lanterns, and the clay in his hand was still the clay.

Every time after working hard to knead into two small clay figurines, a man and a woman, they were re-kneaded into mud balls by the master over and over again.

She hugged her arms and didn't know how to persuade her master to have dinner, when she suddenly saw a familiar figure behind her master.

Jinyu silently retreated, hiding by the door with Su Peisheng.

Su Peisheng hurriedly dragged Jinyu out of the door, and soon asked the ins and outs of the matter.

When Jinyu said that the Nian family was furious because of the beauty picture that the master rewarded Niu Hulu, Su Peisheng was shocked.

"What a beauty? The prince drew a picture of plum blossoms, when did he draw a small portrait of Niu Hulu's family? ”

Su Peisheng said in a firm tone for his grandfather.

"Impossible, the master and I saw it with our own eyes, there are plum blossoms and beauties painted on it, and the beauty is Niu Hulu's family, and the master also wrote what is the flesh and hemp poem in the twilight of the dynasty on the painting, since the prince dares to do it, he must dare to be, man, heh!" Jinyu suddenly crossed her waist and teased.

Jinyu is a rectum, Su Peisheng drooped his head, he remembered correctly, Jinyu didn't remember, the wrong thing was the painting.

No, it's supposed to be Niu Hulu's who is wrong! She's playing tricks!

Seeing the master of the house silently standing behind the Nian clan who was kneading the clay, Su Peisheng gritted his teeth, called Chai Yu to give advice, turned around and rushed back to the palace.

Su Peisheng came to the Fujin Courtyard for the first time and told Sifujin about the painting.

"Hmph, this slut has pretended to be pure and arrogant for many years, and finally can't hold his breath!"

Sifu Jin Yixian snorted coldly, she originally looked down on Niu Hulu's kind of pretentiousness who wanted to be a female cousin and wanted to set up a chaste archway, but at this time, when she heard Su Peisheng say that Niu Hulu's family dared to sow discord between the fourth master and the little rice cake, she was immediately furious.

"Mama Gui, immediately go to the backyard and invite everyone to the Benfu Jin Courtyard, just say that the Queen Mother is sick, and let everyone come here tonight to copy the scriptures and pray for blessings."

Mama Gui got the order, so she was the first to come to the courtyard of the Niu Hulu clan.

Niu Hulu Xiuxin saw that Mama Gui seemed to be a little unhappy in her words, and she was immediately shocked, but her face was still light and light.

"Mama, let the concubine change her clothes and come." Niu Hulu Xiuxin Shi Ran came to the room and thought thoughtfully while changing clothes.

Suddenly raised her eyes to look at the plum blossom picture hanging on her bedside, and Niu Hulu's embroidered eyes were full of reluctance.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and picked up all the leftover tea on the table and splashed it on the painting.

The red plum blossoms open when they meet the water, as if they are in full bloom in an instant, and the two thin sheets of rice paper, which were originally tightly fitted, slowly separate.

Niu Hulu Xiuxin carefully peeled off the rice paper with her portrait and words from the original painting.

The framing master will use the best thin oil paper like cicada wings to mount layer by layer, how can Niu Hulu embroider Xin is willing to destroy the red plum and white snow picture given to her by the fourth master.

She was just drawing on thin rice paper separated from the original drawing.

At this time, looking at the restored picture of red plum and white snow, Niu Hulu Xiuxin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Over the years, she has been cautious, slowly capturing the heart of the prince, seeing that the prince's attitude towards her has gradually eased, different from those women in the backyard, but the appearance of the slut in the Nian family made her completely panicked.

After settling everything, Niu Hulu Xiuxin had just left Yilan Courtyard with her front foot, and Su Peisheng sneakily came to Yilan Courtyard with her back foot.

Su Peisheng went straight to Niu Hulu's room and saw the red plum picture hanging high above the bed.

Strange, this is the one painted by the master, why did Nian's emotions lose control when he saw a plum blossom picture?

Su Peisheng scratched his head, thinking that Nian was too cautious.

.....

In the pottery museum, Nian Yaoyue put down the two little clay figures in her hand and looked at the little clay figures snuggled together in a daze.

She was about to reach out and knead the clay figure into a mud ball, when suddenly her wrist was grabbed, and when she turned her head, she saw the fourth master standing beside her.

"The concubine has already told Mama Lan, if the prince asks, he will say that the concubine will return to the house on time before the curfew, and the prince does not have to chase after her."

"Master is cheap! Gladly! Yin Zhen took Nian's cold hand, raised his leg and walked out of the store.

Back in the courtyard, after Nian's sleep, Yinzhen came to the study depressedly, and Su Peisheng told the prince about today's events.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to get that painting of Niu Hulu!"

Yin Zhen felt that the painting he casually painted for Niu Hulu made Nian's sleep so uncomfortable, so take back the painting and hand it over to Nian's disposal.

Hearing Su Peisheng say that Nian had destroyed all the portraits in the house today, Yinzhen pursed her lips and was silent.

asked Su Peisheng to take the broken scrolls that left him alone, and Yinzhen began to pick up the pen and redraw.

Nian Yaoyue was too lazy to make up, and the pillow beside her was cool, obviously the fourth master did not come for the night.

I wanted to ask Fourth Master Jinyu if he went to Niu Hulu's house last night.

But after thinking about it, it's better not to bother yourself, turn a blind eye, and get by, so that it will be better.

Suddenly feeling that something was wrong, Nian Yaoyue got up and looked at the originally empty white wall in front of her, which was full of portraits at this time.

There was still a faint scent of ink between her noses, looking at those brand-new portraits, Nian Yaoyue suddenly burst into tears.

What does he mean by that? Are you angry with her?

Or do you think you can make up for something with these paintings?

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and Nian Yaoyue asked Jinyu to bring scissors and braziers again.

Remove the ink and burn her as it was yesterday.

Why did he always take it for granted that she had to accept everything he had arranged?

He never even took the initiative to ask her if she liked it, but blindly imposed his joys, sorrows, and sorrows on her.