"Don't want to paint?" Seeing that she didn't move for a long time, he raised the scroll in his hand, "Huh? ”

The syllables and movements seem to be threatening, but they make people so willingly swayed by him.

Su Xi stubbornly cleaned up the table, put the paint up, and took out a blank painting from the cabinet next to him and spread it out.

Since it was a special trip to paint him, it should not be perfunctory.

Golden mangs sprinkled all over the courtyard, warm and warm.

All afternoon, the two of them stayed in the dormitory and never came out.

Until Zhang Deming had the courage to knock on the door, Su Xi just finished the last stroke.

"That's a good drawing," the man from the world walked to the side of the table and lowered his eyes, and hooked his lips in satisfaction, "I'll send you." ”

"Send me?" Su Xi looked confused.

Didn't you draw it for him? Why did he give it to her?

"Well, I'll send you," Ling Juncheng leaned over and scratched her nose, "I'll take it out and see it when I want to." ”

The words and eyes are all full of pampering that makes it easy to fall into.

Before Su Xi could react, he had already left with Zhang Deming.

She looked at him in the painting, and he hooked his lips and smiled at her, even every strand of hair was very gentle.

Probably because he was looking at the painting at this time, he didn't have to worry about embarrassment and embarrassment, so Su Xi looked at it unscrupulously with his chin stabbed.

The more I looked, the more fascinated I became, and my eyes couldn't be taken back for a long time.

It was close to evening when Mu Yang and Mai Sui came back, but Su Xi kept his previous posture and kept staring at the painting scroll in a daze.

The two of them were very conscious and did not disturb her, and after entering the hall, they retreated.

In the next few days, because Su Xi did not get the will of the contact lockdown order, she stayed in Qingle Palace and never went anywhere.

In fact, even if she wasn't grounded, she didn't want to go anywhere at all.

Since leaving her portrait, Ling Juncheng has not come to her yard again, but every day he will send Zhang Deming to deliver many good things that she likes to eat.

One of the things Su Xi does the most every day is to sit behind a low table and stare at the painting in a daze.

Mai Sui had suggested that she hang the painting so that she could see him when she looked up.

But she refused, for fear that he would make fun of her when he saw it.

I also saved a little bit of caution just for myself.

"Niangniang, the slave maid heard about a big event!" On this day, Mai Sui entered the temple in a panic, and as soon as he entered, he said such a heart-wrenching sentence.

Su Xi withdrew his eyes from the scroll and looked at her: "What's the big deal?" ”

"The slave maid heard," Mai Sui glanced around, and then quickly approached her, "A corpse was salvaged from that dry well in the back mountain two days ago!" ”

Hearing this, Su Xi shook his shoulders in horror, "Who died?"

"It's a little eunuch," Mai Sui lowered her voice, "The emperor ordered someone to investigate thoroughly, but in the end, he didn't find out which palace he was." ”

"And that kind of thing?" Su Xi couldn't help frowning, "Every palace person in the palace will have a record in the Internal Affairs Office, and the little eunuch can't find out his identity, so he must not be from the palace." ”

has been in the palace for so long, although I often cheat, but I haven't caused any deaths.

Although she hadn't seen that person with her own eyes, she had already guessed in her heart that that person was the person who coaxed her to Qingtan Pond that day.

"Yes, I had been dead in the well for several days when I found it," Mai Sui shook her head, "I heard that the bodies were so decomposed that they were unrecognizable. ”