Chapter 39: Why Light Blue and Light Red (1)
If you talk about the ladies and ladies in Jiangnan, you must talk about the daughter of the He family in Jiangcheng.
She was born with a gentle and lovely appearance, and she also painted well; The temperament between manners and words is refined, and a smile can be included in the painting. But the only deficiency may be that she has been weak since she was a child, and the strongest thing around her body is medicinal qi.
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Xiao Ju carefully applied lipstick to her young lady, then carefully put on her cloak, and looked at her for a while before letting her go out.
"Miss, it's windy today, and Madame specially told you to move around less, let's go and go back."
He Xian nodded lightly: "I know, I'll go back with you after I buy the pen and ink."
Xiao Ju has never understood why Miss has to buy pen and ink in person every time, but how can she guess the master's thoughts.
And He Xian, who was walking in front, was worried, he didn't know what to think, and he walked a little fast.
"Miss, slow down." Xiao Ju hurriedly helped He Xian away.
Finally arrived at the shop that the young lady often came to that specialized in selling the four treasures of the study, Xiaoju consciously stood at the door and waited for He Xian. Every time the young lady came to this shop that seemed to be called "Wenbao Pavilion", she always asked Xiaoju to stand at the door and wait.
This time, Xiao Ju waited for half an hour before her own lady came out.
She was a little worried: "Miss, have you delayed anything?"
Unexpectedly, the young lady who has always been gentle and docile turned down on her face and scolded her seriously: "What you shouldn't ask is rotten in your stomach, don't let others hear."
"It's Miss ........" Xiao Ju was so frightened that she hurriedly hugged the pen and ink thrown by He Xian, and immediately didn't dare to speak again.
She observed very carefully that the lady's eye sockets were slightly red. But this is not the first time, and Xiaoju doesn't dare to ask more.
After returning home as usual, Miss He Xian was called to the room by her wife, and Xiaoju had to help He Xian place the pen and ink first.
In Mrs. He's house, there are many sisters.
He Xian glanced at her aunts and sisters and their respective maids and daughters-in-law lightly, and then looked at Mrs. He.
Mrs. He said distressedly: "It's windy today, why have you been running out for so long?" Everyone is just waiting for you, hurry up and get a warm bag for the eldest lady to cover. ”
Mrs. He's right-hand maid, Tianxiang, handed the prepared warm bag to He Xian and untied her cloak.
"It's Xian'er's eighteenth birthday in a few days, so everyone has to prepare well."
"Yes, ma'am."
The He family's family style is conservative, so they do not invite the current popular Western dramas, but only prepare various dramas.
He Xian is lukewarm to his mother, and he is not willing to accompany her to deal with this bunch of warblers and swallows. Mrs. He knew this daughter very well, and after chatting a few words, she asked her to go back to the house first to recuperate.
After He Xian left, the third lady He Yu spoke: "Madam, the eldest sister likes foreign paintings, why don't we sisters paint a good picture and give it to her?"
Mrs. He smiled: "How can it be rare for you to draw her?" She loves the kind of master who paints, you just go and watch and prepare, and when your mind arrives. ”
"Hey." He Yu should go down.
Here, after He Xian returned to the house, he locked himself in the room as usual to paint, and did not let anyone in.
Xiao Ju lit incense for her, opened the window a little, and looked at the young lady who was concentrating on painting, and then left with confidence.
At sunset, Xiao Ju counted the time, it was time to deliver food to Miss, and then went to the kitchen to receive Miss's dinner.
As soon as she arrived at the kitchen, the cook Sister Lin greeted her warmly: "Yo Xiaoju, come and get food?" The eldest lady's share is right in front of you, go quickly, don't let the young lady wait. ”
"Thank you, Sister Lin, I'll go first." Xiao Ju picked up the meal in front of her and walked cautiously towards He Xian's boudoir.
"Buckle!"
"Miss, I'm Xiaoju, I'm bringing you food."
I knocked for a long time, but there was no response. Xiao Ju thought that Miss was asleep, so she knocked vigorously a few times: "Miss, it's time!"
Still didn't react, Xiaoju suddenly panicked.
She didn't care about anything and pushed the door open.
I saw her fixed eyes, her face turned pale with fright, and she screamed loudly: "Ah!"
"Bang!" She unconsciously threw the food to the ground, and she fainted.
The family members who were close to heard Xiaoju's screams hurried over, and their faces turned blue with fright, and they hurried to find the old lady.
And He Xian, who was seventeen years old, died of suicide.
She was dressed in red, with a red cloth on her eyes, and in her hand, her favorite paintbrush, and she slept forever in that chair.
And her last painting depicts a pair of jubilant couples who are getting married. They can't see their faces clearly, but their forms are realistic, which can make people think that they are a pair of lovers with good looks and dignified postures.
He Xian's death has become a trick that Jiang Cheng didn't dare to talk about. Since then, Jiangcheng has no more He Xian, and no one dares to mention He Xian anymore.
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After Li Luohan returned to the department, he saw He Jie again.
"Well, I've done a good job this time, haven't I?" Li Luohan sat on He Jie's chair.
He Jie trembled angrily, but he forced himself to be calm and calm: "Miss Li, I have been here for so many years, you are really a wonderful flower among the taskers in our department."
"What's wrong?"
"You've collapsed a second world! Eldest sister, I'm just responsible for making you good, not letting you ruin so many worlds! ”
"This is possible? I obviously saved Qu Heshen, and my virtues are full. ”
"Qu Heshen later collapsed, followed by the collapse of the real world, and he also died. Eldest sister, I just ask you to do good deeds and don't break the props, okay? Repairs are expensive! ”
He Jie couldn't cry or laugh, and silently made a small calculation in her heart: she had to find King Yama to reimburse, and she couldn't pay this account herself.
"......" Li Luohan had nothing to say, so he had to admit it: "Go to the third world, I will definitely not collapse this time, you remember to find me something simpler."
He Jie was speechless: This should be a simple task, right?
But she was angry, how could she give Li Luohan time to react, so she kicked her into the third world in a hurry, and didn't even tell her the plot.
Li Luohan, who was kicked into He Xian's body, pouted in embarrassment, calculating in his heart how to take revenge on He Jie, whether to collapse the plot or blow up the world?
The more I think about it, the more wrong it is, this He Jie didn't give her the plot at all......
Her face was slightly cold: H, give me the plot.
System Z: System Z is at your service.
Li Luohan: ...... H, where did you go to fool around, or did you go to play with system L?
System Z: Brother H is in charge of other tasks, and its owner, you, have destroyed two worlds in a row, so it has also been sent to punishment, and then this world will be served by System Z for you.
Li Luohan: Then you are a powerful system?
System Z: I'm the worst system in the system, but don't worry, I'm not good, but it's quite useful.
Li Luohan's green tendons exposed: For example?
System Z: I can tell stories~
Li Luohan can't stand it, this is worse than system H: Okay, shut up.
By the way, the plot is for me.
System Z: ......
Li Luohan: ......
After a few seconds of stalemate, Li Luohan was furious: Your father asked you to give me the plot!
System Z shuddered: You told me not to speak.
Li Luohan: Okay, you can talk now!
System Z: I'm sorry master, system Z doesn't have access to the plot.
Li Luohan was completely disappointed: Forget it, you better shut up, it's better to be quiet.
"Miss, get up."
He Xian slowly opened his eyes and twisted his muscles.
Xiao Ju opened the door and entered the house, smiled slightly at He Xian and said, "Today, the master specially invited the talented people of Jiangcheng to a party, Miss, do you want to go and have a look?"
He Xian was a little unnatural: "Okay."
Xiaoju didn't feel that He Xian was wrong: "By the way, Miss, just wear the little dress that Mrs. brought you last time, I heard that many of the people who came today came back from studying in the UK."
Xiao Ju picked up the little white dress and gestured to He Xian excitedly.
"I'm a little tired, go and pour me a glass of water."
Xiaoju was not at ease: "Miss, do you want to hire a doctor for you?" Your body is important. ”
"Pour me a glass of water first."
Xiao Ju answered, and hurriedly poured her a cup of tea: "Miss, drink slowly."
"Where are we going next?" He Xian was really a little thirsty, and he finished drinking tea in three or two clicks.
This tea is first-class at first glance, this family should be quite rich, and this "eldest lady" should have a lot of status.
"Of course, I'm going to say hello to my wife first! Miss, if you wear this dress, you will definitely look better than other young ladies. You are one of the top celebrities in Jiangcheng, and you must be the most dazzling at today's banquet. ”
Xiao Ju skillfully changed her skirt and then combed her hair.
Celebrity?
He Xian suddenly had a sense of proportion, and it was time for him to know what kind of behavior he should do.
After quickly combing her hair and washing up, Xiao Ju picked up the bottle of rose dew and applied it to her, and then carefully painted her with the most popular makeup of our time.
Xiao Ju's dexterity made it all in a while.
"Miss is so good-looking." She praised He Xian from the bottom of her heart.
He Xian smiled gently: "Let's go, flamboyant."
"What's the matter, Xiao Ju is telling the truth." Xiao Ju supported He Xian and helped her out of the door.
As soon as he entered Mrs. He's house, He Xian saw a dazzling array of women.
"I'm here, come over and let me see." Mrs. He greeted He Xian.
He Xian walked over, and Mrs. He took her hand and looked up and down: "This dress is suitable for my son." Later, your father will go to the banquet for those talented young masters, and I will take a few of your sisters to meet them. ”
He Xian smiled slightly, without words.
Mrs. He always felt that her daughter was a little different today, but if she thought about it, she couldn't think of it: "What's wrong with Xian'er today?"
He Xian stabilized his mind: "It's okay, maybe I'm tired."
Mrs. He was dissatisfied: "Let you paint less of those paintings on weekdays, and see what you do."
"Out of the way."
Mrs. He didn't understand her daughter's temperament, and knew that she would get angry if she talked about her paintings, so she stopped her words of persuasion and turned the topic to today's banquet.