Chapter 3: I Can't Fix You!

There is a piano table near the window, and a seven-string guqin is placed on the platform.

Yue'er walked over, pushed all the windows open, half of the scenery of the Frost Leaf Pavilion came into view, only to see other small buildings full of shadows, echoing each other, although the place of the Frost Leaf Pavilion is not too big, but in a place like Kyoto, where every inch of land is valuable, such a Jiangnan-style garden, 30,000 taels of silver to buy is a big bargain.

Although the lyre was wiped clean, the strings were still stained with dust, obviously no one played for a long time, Yue'er plucked twice, the sound of the piano was clear, this is actually a good guqin, she used the pipa in the Baihua class, every time she performed the rope technique, there would be a rebound pipa.

Looking at the guqin, Yue'er was a little sentimental, before the age of seven, she and her sister's daily homework was to read, write, paint and play the piano, how happy the family was, but in a blink of an eye, the family was ruined, and she was used as an official slave. After arriving at Lichun Hospital, her sister was abused and died, she quietly escaped, and was almost caught and killed.

In the middle of the study is a large desk, there is a pen, ink and paper inkstone on the board, there is a piece of white jade reclining Buddha paperweight, there is a landscape freehand hanging on the wall, Cangshan is stained with blood, a hook of the crescent moon is empty, what is surprising is that on the right side of the picture, actually painted a few red leaves with the technique of a fine brush, quite intriguing, this painting, is a combination of freehand and fine brush, although the technique is still a little immature, but the painting is transcendent, it is a masterpiece.

A line of words was written on the painting in thin gold font - yesterday Qingqing and today Dan, this painting only has this one sentence, and the meaning of the painting is about to come out, and the payment is very simple, with only eight words - Ding Mao Xiaoyingshan Cao Jiu.

Yue'er looked at the painting, only to see that the picture was not yellowed, obviously it was just recently hung, it may be that the wealthy businessman in Jiangnan bought this courtyard, just hung up, it should not be made by a famous artist, she doesn't know who Cao Jiu is, such a meaningful painting, the painter actually gave a common name.

Turning around, seeing that there was a pen and paper on the table, Yue'er picked up a brush, her hand trembled slightly, and said softly: "Since my father's accident, I haven't touched the pen again, I don't know if I can write?" ”

Yue'er came to her senses for a while, gently put down her pen, and walked out of the study.

The second room is a small house, with only one window, in which there are water vessels, mirrors and dressers, these are all newly purchased things, Yue'er nodded, and said secretly: "Luluo doesn't mean that I only have seven days, look at these, Wang Niang should have a long-term plan, right?" ”

Behind the hut is a bedroom, there is a big bed in it, there is only a mosquito net on the bed, there is only a bed board in it, there is not even a quilt, there is no bedding, open the cabinet, all of them are empty, not even a warm clothes, obviously this place has not been completed, the green pothos let Yue'er come up to sleep, it is simply a matter of making trouble.

Yue'er frowned, it is late autumn now, and it is cold at night, if there is no bedding, she must be sick at night, she returned to the study and closed the window, looked at the books on the bookshelf in a daze, and said secretly: "What should I do, do I just sleep like this at night, or take off the mosquito net and wrap it to sleep?" The small cloth bag she carried with her only contained two sets of practice clothes and a makeup treasure, and nothing else.

After thinking for a while, Yue'er went downstairs, walked around the Frost Leaf Pavilion, looked for a long time, and found that other places were not as good as Yiyue Tower, there was not even furniture in it, and she didn't know where Luthos was going to sleep, and she secretly said in her heart: "That bad woman, she must have calculated well and deliberately made things difficult for me!" ”

was deflated, Yue'er suddenly had a flash of inspiration, thinking that there was broken cotton wool in the miscellaneous house in the backyard, so she came to the backyard and entered the miscellaneous house, approached the broken cotton wool, and saw that there were no insects on it by the moonlight, and smelled it, although it smelled something, but it was not smelly, so she hugged it.

"Pothos, you remember for me, if I don't clean you up tomorrow, I will have your surname!"

Yue'er gritted her teeth secretly in her heart, she thought so, and saw that there was a long hemp rope in the corner of the house, so she couldn't help but be happy, so she picked it up together.

Back upstairs in Yiyue, Yue'er spread the broken cotton wool on the bed, and tied the hemp rope to both ends of the bed, she used to be in the Baihua class, and the compulsory homework before going to bed every day was to lower the waist, press the legs, stand upside down and practice balance on the rope, and if there is something to learn from Brother Hui in the acrobatic class, she has developed a habit, and if she doesn't do this, she won't sleep well.

After finishing her homework, Yue'er came to the dressing hut, where there was a water tank, and there was water in the tank, she washed up, laid a few layers of clean rice paper on the bed, and covered the broken cotton wool on the rice paper, and then fell asleep carefully.

I don't know how long I slept, it was bright outside, and Yue'er woke up from a light sleep, and she slept really uncomfortable this night.

After getting up and tidying up, Yue'er tied her hair into a bun in front of the mirror, tied a hanging bun behind her head, put hemp rope and broken cotton wool into the closet, and stood at the window and bent down to press her legs.

waited until the rooster crowed three times, and the green pothos carried a burden, sleepy-eyed and came up from below, she saw Yue'er's appearance and stretched her waist.

"My eldest lady, did you sleep well last night?"

"Very good, it's quiet here, by the way, where did you sleep and when did you come back?"

"Hehe, I naturally slept in the maid's hut, miss, your makeup, Wang Niang will definitely laugh when she sees it!"

"Hey, why don't you call Wang Niang Wang's mother?"

"I can call it whatever I want."

"Hmph, be careful if you leak your mouth one day, it won't end well!"

"Yes, you can't see what will happen to me, Miss, you only have these seven days, after seven days, I dare to pack a ticket, I won't live here!"

Yue'er smiled coldly, sat down at the front of the dresser, opened her hair bun, and said, "Okay, where I go, I must take you with me, be a young lady, there must always be a girl who calls, right?" ”

"You can't be the master of this, I'm just a slave, not the kind of lady who sells it to the kiln!"

"Look at the kiln again!"

"What, my eldest lady, who do you want to threaten?"

"What's wrong with threatening you?"

Yue'er stood up and slapped her on the ground, Luthos only felt that her face was hot, her head was buzzing, she couldn't help but be shocked and angry, and she reached out to tear Yue'er's face, but as soon as she made a move, the thumb of her right hand was grabbed by Yue'er, and a sharp pain came, she screamed in pain, and her body was twisted to the ground.

"You try again little slut!"

Yue'er stepped on the back of the pothos with one foot, she was a rope trick, how could the strength be compared to a woman like pothos, and the pothos was not much taller than her.

The pothos screamed in pain like a pig.

"No, I don't dare, I don't dare!"

"What if it's rude?"

"Again, no matter how rude you are, you will cut off my fingers!"

"You swear to God!"

"Okay, I swear, I swear I won't dare!"

"No matter how many days I stay here, when you see me, you have to call me Miss Yue'er."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Yue'er snorted, and as soon as her hand was released, the open mouth of the pothos closed, and she took a few steps back, looking frightened, and blew on her fingers in pain.

"You remember for me, if you don't have the ability to bully people, don't bully people, otherwise you will only ask for trouble, I am not the young lady you bullied at will before!"

"Yes, yes!"

Lu Luo's body trembled slightly, and she secretly wondered in her heart: "Should I tell Mother Wang and let her punish this little slut?" Then I thought that I was the one who caused the trouble first, if this little slut complained, I would not have any good fruit to eat, so I had to endure my resentment and stand behind Yue'er.

Yue'er didn't see the resentment in the pothos's eyes, and sat down in front of the dresser again.

"Comb my hair."

"Yes, yes, Miss Yue'er, what do you want to comb?"

"You can comb me a Lingxu or auspicious cloud bun, I like that style."

Yue'er stroked her green silk and said lightly.

Ling Xuan and Xiangyun bun are twisted and shaped their hair, like a cloud coiled back, and generally only women from large families use this hairstyle, which takes a long time.

"Yue, Miss Yue'er, these two hairstyles can't be combed now."

Green pothos snorted, feeling strange in her heart, this girl in the acrobatic class actually wanted to comb such a complicated bun.

Yue'er frowned.

"Is it because you won't?"

"No, no, it's because there is no stereotype and bun treasure, besides, Ling Xuan and Xiangyun bun want ornaments to decorate, and now we just moved over, and my mother hasn't bought it yet!"