Ling Xiao went to Lu Jingxing and told him what he thought, but Lu Jingxing not only didn't care, but became interested in painting. pulled Ling Xiao back to the courtyard where the spring was leaking, and painted Danqing for Ling Xiao.

The pear blossoms in the courtyard seem to have always lingered with tender star frost, and the flowering period seems to be much longer than that of other places. This one has not opened, and that one has grown old, and it has successively stretched its white posture to this day, and finally ushered in its most touching appearance.

Flowers bloom on the branches, and fallen petals flutter in the wind. The falling flowers all over the ground are weak and chic, causing pedestrians to bear to move, and the soft wind is reluctant to caress it, for fear of hurting this delicate body and tarnishing this purity.

Under the falling flowers, the white petals stopped falling all over the case, and Lu Jingxing, who sat quietly in front of the case, was elegant and leisurely, raising his eyes, his eyes were full of soft light. A jade pen is held leisurely in the hand with distinct bones, and the tip of the pen is delicately outlined with a shallow smile on the corner of the mouth on the swing. In the warm sun and breeze, the two people in fluttering clothes are leisurely and comfortable, and the petals are quietly scattered on their shoulders with the meaning of playfulness, or burrowed into their hair and lying on paper, light and elegant.

"Alright." After a long time, Lu Jingxing gently put down the jade pen, raised his head and said softly.

Ling Xiao stood up from the swing when she heard the sound, and she was looking forward to what Lu Jingxing would depict what she would look like.

In the painting, the pear-like swing is clear and clear, the tips of the hair are light, and the flowers are flying with an untainted and unearthly temperament. The light smile on the corner of his mouth was not only frozen on the paper, but also imprinted in Lu Jingxing's heart. Compared with the painting of Yan Lingzhan, Ling Xiao's indifferent eyes had been replaced by softness.

"If the pear is decorated, the frost of the stars can be known. The son is like a jade land, and my heart is happy with it. Ling Xiao stood beside Lu Jingxing, browsed the painting, and finally stared at the inscription in the upper right corner of the painting, and couldn't help but read it.

Lu Jingxing looked back, and his thin lips opened lightly: "Do you still like this poem?" ”

"Like. You're really a man of martial arts. Being able to get an inscription from his beloved for himself, Ling Xiao's heart was not only happy, but also moved, as well as his admiration for Lu Jingxing's ability to write and martial arts.

"If you like it." Lu Jingxing got up and dusted off the pear petals that had fallen from his body.

"Can you teach me how to draw?" Ling Xiao didn't have this on a whim, but he had already had this intention, but he didn't have time, and now he just had this leisure time.

Lu Jingxing smiled lightly: "Of course you can." Does Xiao Xiao want to learn everything I know? ”

"You've taught me a lot since I met you. The point is that these are all things that I like. Ling Xiao really found what she liked, as she said, Lu Jingxing taught her what her heart longed for. Maybe it's okay for two like-minded people to come together.

The flowers are still blooming, the spring is warm, Lu Jingxing explained the skills and methods in painting for Ling Xiao one by one, serious and delicate. Ling Xiao listened without distractions, comprehended with his heart, and practiced with his hands. The two of them were so enchanted that they forgot everything.

Since Shui Wuyue was sent away, the mansion has returned to its former calm. After mastering some basic painting skills, Ling Xiao spent most of his time on this chess painting in addition to practicing every day. Sometimes staying with Lu Jingxing is a whole day, playing the piano against each other, which makes Ling Xiao's chess skills improve very quickly, and painting is also counted as a door.

After investigating the murder case for so long, a few days ago, I finally found some eyebrows, and caught a minion in the western part of the Nanzhuan Kingdom, and the weapon that the person was holding was the kind that Chen Zhuang said, and all the people in the village died under this kind of weapon.

Chen Zhuang has been recuperating in Lu Mansion for more than a month, and now his injuries have fully recovered. Knowing that there was a clue to this, he said goodbye to Lu Jingxing and prepared to go to Nanzhuan to check it out in person. And Lu Jingxing can be regarded as doing his best to help him track down the real murderer, not only did his best to help him track down the real culprit, but when he left, he was worried that there would be accidents if he went alone, so he sent more than a dozen capable men to go with him.

"Second Miss, the eldest lady has a letter, for you." With a happy face and a letter in her hand, the finch walked cheerfully into the courtyard from the outside and went straight to the swing.

The tender green leaves of the pear tree finally replace the flowers that cannot escape the temptation of the season, revealing a lush and vibrant landscape. Ling Xiao gently swinged, holding the rope with both hands, tilting his head slightly towards the sunlight, quietly feeling the comfort of the warm sun. The freak's delightful voice made her slowly open her slightly narrowed eyes, the corners of her mouth raised, and she took the envelope.

"Sister Xue will come to Lu Mansion in a few days." Ling Xiao carefully read the contents of the letter, turned his head sideways and told the news to Que'er.

After hearing this, the finch clapped her hands and was very excited: "That's great." I don't see you in January, the eldest lady must be missing the second miss. ”

"Let's go, let's go inside." The swing swayed as Ling Xiao left, and the finch followed Ling Xiao's footsteps into the house, and there was no movement in the courtyard except for the occasional yellow warbler chirping.

"Second Miss, so good, why did you start needlework again?" When Que saw Ling Xiao enter the house, she found the needle and thread in the deep sleeping cabinet, and doubts arose in her heart. Time flickered, Ling Xiao hadn't touched a needle and thread for a few months, and now he was a little rusty when he picked up this small figure. The semi-finished embroidery frame in front of the window was still embroidered when I received the news of the Qi, and since then, due to other delays, I have not moved a stitch or thread until now. But at this moment, she did not continue to embroider the half-finished product, but picked up a small piece of dark blue ayara and tinkered with it.

"Mountain people have their own uses. You'll know then. Ling Xiao's eyes stared at the needle and thread that danced lightly between the grosgrain in his hand, and replied to the words of the finch in his mouth, and by the way, he also sold her a pass.

The more Ling Xiao didn't tell her, the more curious she became, but curiosity was curiosity, she still knew the rules that a maid should abide by, and she didn't ask more. After being silent for a moment, he seemed to have thought of something again, and said to Ling Xiao: "The eldest lady is coming, and the young master probably doesn't know yet, do you want me to inform him?" ”

"He should have known about it a long time ago." Ling Xiao still didn't look up, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

The finch nodded, squatting aside and looking at Ling Xiao's embroidery.

"Second Miss." The finch stared intently at the thin thread shuttling back and forth between Ayara, scratching her head when a small, pink bulging bell-shaped flower finally appeared on Ayara.

"What's wrong?" Ling Xiao's movements stopped for a moment, glanced sideways at Que'er, and asked calmly.

"How come I've never seen this flower you embroidered before?" The finch pondered in her mind for a moment, making sure that she had never seen a flower like this.

Ling Xiao thought it was something, and after listening to the queer's question, he explained: "Ou heather, is my favorite flower in my childhood, and it has accompanied me through the whole childhood yin. It's normal that you haven't seen it, because we don't have it in this place. ”

"No wonder. So where is this flower? The finch opened her curious eyes, became interested in the heather, and asked softly.

Ling Xiao didn't know how to answer, she couldn't tell Que Er that there were actually other landmasses besides the so-called Dongzhou they lived in now, because even if she really said it, others wouldn't necessarily believe it. She stared ahead for a moment before she said, "The end of the world, maybe the end of the world." ”

"The second lady said it so profoundly, so does it have a special meaning?" The finch was at a loss when Ling Xiao said it.

On weekdays, the finch always asks questions in front of Ling Xiao, and Ling Xiao is used to it, and slowly replied: "This is what makes it interesting, because it has two diametrically opposed flower languages, the first is loneliness and betrayal, and the second is happy love." ”

"Second Miss, I feel like you know a lot." The finches were a little envious.

Finch'er squatted beside Ling Xiao for a while, and finally her feet were a little numb, and she simply sat on the smooth floor.

"How old are you, you still sit on the ground, and you don't sit on a soft seat." There was a hint of amusement in Ling Xiao's tone.

When the finch heard this, she moved, and got up and squatted there again. Ling Xiao shook his head slightly, reached out and picked up a soft mat and handed it to her: "I said, you don't have to care too much about the difference between master and servant, the Lu Mansion doesn't have so many rules, and I won't set so many rules for you." Ling Xiao now has the concept of equality in his heart. Ling Xiao herself felt incredible, she had never had such a concept in the past, living in a society where the Lord was equal. But now in the Central Plains, where the feudal hierarchy is so strict, such a concept is born in my heart. This is something that only some people in the rivers and lakes have, and it is also instilled in her by Lu Jingxing.

Seeing Ling Xiao say this, it was not easy to refuse, and she sighed from her heart: "Second Miss, you are the best one for me among the masters I have met." ”

"Didn't your former master treat you badly?" Ling Xiao paused and couldn't help asking.

Que'er's mood instantly dropped a little: "We, who are maids, are beaten and scolded at will, and it is normal to resell them." Before I entered Jiangfu, I was resold twice, and the master I met never treated me as a human being. The second lady is different from the others. ”

Ling Xiao sighed slightly: "Actually, I was no different from others before. Life experiences can change a person after all. ”

In the time of the small talk between the two, another small bell had also taken shape, and an hour had passed.

Ling Xiao saw that Que Er was sitting there with nothing to do, and he was really bored, so he said, "It's still early, you go to the street to buy some spices and come back, remember that it's bluegrass and angelica." ”

"It turns out that the second lady is going to make sachets, so I'll go." Only then did Que'er understand what Ling Xiao was really doing now, so she cleaned up her hands and feet neatly and went out. After the finch left, the house was quiet again.

In Jiang Tingxue's letter to Ling Xiao, in addition to telling Ling Xiao that she was coming to Huizhou, she also reminded Ling Xiao that Lu Jingxing's birthday was approaching. That's why Ling Xiao started making sachets, she just didn't know if Lu Jingxing would like it.