The bright sunlight by the window, the still wind blowing, and the warm feeling blows all over the body.

Li Mingyun stood quietly in front of the desk, with a slender figure, like an orchid with buds waiting to be released, slim and elegant.

She waved her pen, and a few lines of small words popped up on the paper.

Since she has decided not to go to the capital, then she will talk to her second brother first, so as not to disappoint him when he sees that he did not come.

Making a decision is actually very simple, the key is which side you are biased in your heart.

Li Mingyun thought that she actually preferred to stay in Gwangju to accompany her father and mother, after all, she had stayed by their side for the past thirteen years, and she had lived a good and happy life.

If you go to the capital, maybe something will happen.

She'd better stay at home.

After figuring out this, Li Mingyun's mood was much better than before, and the smile on his face became deeper and deeper, like the warm sun shining on people's hearts in spring.

Chunyu looked at her with a smile, her cheeks slightly plump.

"Miss, you're very happy today." She asked, grinding slowly for the young lady.

Li Mingyun looked at her and smiled.

"Chunyu, I want to stay with my parents all the time, they are very good to me."

"Yes, Miss is right to think so!" Chunyu put down the ink, took Li Mingyun's hand and said, "Miss is Miss, the lord and Mrs. like Miss the most, and Miss is their daughter!" ”

She had already felt that the young lady was too worried, as long as the lord and the lady identified her, others had no evidence, and everything they said was untrue!

Could it be that someone who looks like a good daughter is someone's daughter?

It's only Yao Pu who was killed by someone who is strange and has so many thoughts, and he has to find some flaws in the end, and if it is someone else, who wants to spend all this time? It's useless and easy to offend!

Li Mingyun smiled slightly, raised his pen and dipped some ink to continue to finish writing.

The sun shines through the window on the paper on the desk, the ink dries in a moment, and the spring rain reads the words written on the letter.

That's a good word.

She praised in her heart, grinding more vigorously.

The content of the letter was not long, and Li Mingyun did not say a long word, so he briefly told him about his plan first, and as for the eldest aunt, when the time comes, the mother will explain the situation when the letter from the capital comes.

After writing the letter, Li Mingyun took a serious look at it and prepared to put it in the envelope.

But as soon as his left hand reached it, he knocked over a wooden box on the table, and the paper in the wooden box fell to the ground.

Li Mingyun was stunned, his eyes flashing slightly.

It was the paper that Yao Pu showed her that day, on which she was born, and it was written in great detail, and she could even remember the time clearly.

She had to admire Yao Pu's methods, he could dig out everything that was so small that it was inconspicuous, and he could make a big fuss about it.

"Miss?"

A hand swept in front of his eyes, and then shook it to try to attract her attention, Li Mingyun came back to his senses, hunched over and folded the papers one by one.

Chunyu already had two pieces of paper in his hand, and he couldn't see anything famous when he turned them over and over again.

"Miss, the maid can't find anything." She said, frowning in distress and puffing out her face jokingly, "Isn't the servant not as smart as that Yao Pu?" I don't understand...... Draw inferences? ”

"That's not how you draw inferences." Li Mingyun's face twitched, and he handed her the paper in his hand.

"Burn it." "It's not a good thing to stay in my hands either." ”

Wouldn't it be self-defeating if someone else saw it one day, especially my mother, who would probably be worried if she knew that she had this thing in her hand.

Chunyu nodded obediently, and still asked, "Miss, where is the painting?" Do you want to ......?"

She couldn't ask, after all, this painting was not an inconsequential person.

Li Mingyun shook his head.

"Don't burn the painting." "I want to keep it," she said. ”

Once, when she heard her mother talk about her aunt, she thought to herself, if only she had the opportunity to see her, but not in person, and it would be okay to see her portrait.

That thought was buried in her heart and could not be erased, and now, she finally saw it and fulfilled her wish.

So, even if it would cause her some trouble, she had to keep it.

Chunyu also knew what she was thinking, so she didn't ask again.

She moved quickly, and said that she would burn very decisively, and went to the outhouse, took a charcoal basin and lit a fire, and in less than a moment the paper had been burned to ashes.

Qiu Qing happened to come in from outside, and saw Chunyu sitting on the small pestle, holding her cheeks in one hand and tongs in the other, a trace of play smoke surrounded her, vague and hazy.

"What are you doing?" She walked over curiously, "Why are you burning things in the house?" What if I choke Miss? ”

After she finished speaking, she squatted down and took the iron tongs to pluck the ashes from the charcoal basin.

Chunyu rolled her eyes.

"How can you choke on a few pieces of paper?" She snatched the iron tongs, "Miss is inside, if she is uncomfortable, she will cough early." ”

After that, he glared at her again, "I haven't seen you much today, where have you been?" Isn't it possible that you've escaped from the bad guys again? ”

Qiu Qing was really scared by Yao Pu and Mu Ji, and she would have nightmares when she slept these nights.

She thought that if she was captured by the real bad guys, she would definitely be killed, and she felt that she could not live in peace for a moment, and she had to learn some skills to live in vain.

But she didn't like anything but what she was interested in.

When she went to the small kitchen today, she saw Aunt Mu gossiping with her two sisters, mentioning that it was simple to make pastries, and she immediately made a decision to learn how to make delicious pastries from Aunt Mu.

"I'm going to the kitchenette." She said that she was not angry at Chunyu for mentioning that she was caught by the bad guys.

"Aunt Mu said, teach me to make pastries, and when I learn it, I can make it for Miss."

She raised her chin as she spoke, her face proud and proud, her rosy cheeks full with some youthful vitality.

As if she could really learn it, Chunyu pouted.

The work in the kitchen is not the same as the work on the side, and I think it is simple, but I feel difficult as soon as I pass through my own hands.

This kind of thing, she is not surprised.

"Then you go and learn." She didn't care and said, "Wait until you learn it." ”

Qiu Qing bent her eyebrows and smiled, when she was encouraged.

"I'll make it for you!" She smiled and ran into the back room.

I heard Qiu Qing say a few words in a crisp voice, and then Li Mingyun responded to her in a low voice, and after a period of silence, Qiu Qing's cheerful footsteps gradually approached.

Seeing that the paper had been burned, Chunyu was about to take the charcoal basin out, but was taken by the smiling Qiu Qing.

"I'll do it." She said, "You accompany Miss." ”

After that, she took the charcoal pot and left in a hurry, for fear that Aunt Mu would not teach her a moment later.

Chunyu looked at her helplessly, lifted the curtain and entered the house.

Li Mingyun was slowly unfolding the scroll, and there was still a faint smile on his fair face.

Slowly, the smile faded and the expression calmed down.

"Miss, the letter has been burned." Chunyu said, walking over to her.

It's still that painting, the woman on it is pretty and lovely, with a good look, and a tender face with apricot eyes.

Although I have seen it a few times, Chunyu still can't help but sigh, just like Miss, they are all fairies.

Especially this dress, it looks more slender and soft when worn on the body.

She remembered that the young lady also wore a similar dress, but she didn't wear it many times, and the last time she wore it was when she went to Elm Academy.

Li Mingyun said "um", his gaze was still on the painting, his bright eyes did not blink, and he was very focused.

After looking at it for a while, I finally put down the painting.

"It's a very good drawing." She said, looking at Chunyu with a smile, "I have never seen such a realistic portrait painting, as if it was sketched by myself." ”

She guessed that either the person who painted the painting was watching her aunt draw, or she had engraved her whole person in her mind.

Who painted this painting?

This question suddenly arose in her mind.

Chunyu seemed to know what she was thinking, and asked very cooperatively, "Miss, do you mean that the person who painted has seen this ...... ? ”

"I've seen it." Li Mingyun nodded, "Even some small details can be drawn, and her charm is shown in the form of paintings, if you don't know each other, you can't paint at such a level." ”

"That person must have seen her." She said.

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