Qin Shuyao almost cried and ran in, saw a few painted portraits on the sofa, stunned for a while, and saw those photo-like sketches, without exception, they were all gentle and elegant men.

There are people with bicycles standing under the pear tree, there are people leaning against the ginkgo tree with their chests crossed, and there are people in white coats...... Even the face she is painting now is still the same person who is wearing a long gown and coat, and the face that has been completed.

"Sister-in-law......" Qin Shuyao called timidly, "I'm sorry, I really didn't know that you gave those materials to Teacher Hua, I ...... I just thought...... Just thinking about it...... I really didn't mean to make meritorious service for Teacher Hua in front of the fourth brother...... Woohoo......"

After saying these words, Qin Shuyao cried out sadly, she squatted in front of Yang Jinxin while crying, grabbed her skirt, raised her head and cried with pear blossoms, and sobbed: "I really didn't mean to...... Can you help me, Teacher Hua is ignoring me now...... The fourth brother is going to marry me to Gu Zhili again...... Sister-in-law...... Only you can help me......"

"I don't want to marry Gu Zhili......"

Qin Shuyao cried and said intermittently, and finally made Yang Jinxin stop writing, she didn't look at her, but only said indifferently: "I can't help Miss Five."

"No, only you can help me......" Qin Shuyao interrupted her eagerly, "I know...... You are very sad now, and the fourth brother is very guilty of you now...... He loves you so much that he can't wait to pluck the stars from the sky for you, as long as you open your mouth to intercede for me, he will definitely not force me to marry that person, sister-in-law...... I beg you...... No one understands the taste of losing love better than you, can you help me, okay......"

Yang Jinxin heard this, and finally turned her head to look at Qin Shuyao, her beautiful apricot eyes were full of tears, but they were still shining with hope, they were a pair of radiant eyes, they were a pair of eyes that were unwilling to compromise.

She said that she didn't want to marry that person, just like that, it hit Yang Jinxin's heart, Yang Jinxin looked at her, her eyes flashed, and she said slowly.

"You love Mr. Hua!"

This affirmative word made Qin Shuyao blush, she lowered her eyes slightly, but nodded firmly.

"I love him, even if he has nothing, no matter where he goes or what he does, I will follow him for the rest of my life!"

Qin Shuyao looked up at her, her eyes burning with a raging flame, a blazing flame she had never seen before.

……

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Mrs. Qin, who was finishing instructing her subordinates to prepare afternoon tea, saw Qin Muyang coming in from outside in a hurry, and asked in surprise, "Why did you come back so early?"

"After the meeting, nothing important, come back early." Qin Muyang replied in a hoarse voice, these days, his voice has been so hoarse.

Mrs. Qin naturally knew the reason for his return, and secretly sighed and said, "Don't worry about your family all the time, everything has me." As he spoke, he loudly instructed Sister-in-law Liu, "Go and make a cup of chrysanthemum tea for Si Shao, and go to the fire!" ”

After speaking, he stopped Qin Muyang, who had already gone up two steps of stairs, "You wait, bring this red date tea to Jinxin, this afternoon, Shu Yao has been accompanying the painting, and it looks like the mood is much better." ”

When Qin Muyang heard this, the corners of his lips curved slightly, and Sister-in-law Liu quickly came out with tea and followed Qin Muyang upstairs.

In the room, sure enough, there was Qin Shuyao's crisp voice, excited with joy.

"Sister-in-law, how did you make the portrait look like a photo?"

"If you want to learn, I can teach you."

As soon as Qin Muyang suddenly heard Yang Jinxin's clear voice, the right leg that had already stepped out couldn't help but retreat, he leaned slightly against the door frame, listening to the conversation inside, he never felt that even hearing her voice was a luxury. He thought about it now, his heart was sour, a damp surge, and his legs couldn't get out, for fear that as soon as he entered, she would be lifeless.

He didn't move, and Sister-in-law Liu behind him naturally didn't dare to move, she glanced at Qin Muyang cautiously, and called out in a low voice: "Si Shao, go in!"

Qin Muyang's heart couldn't help but skip a beat, he breathed a sigh of relief, pinched his fingers, and finally turned around and went to the room with the teacup.

Qin Shuyao, who heard the sound, took the lead in turning around, and when she saw Qin Muyang coming in, she was a little surprised, and greeted him with a smile: "Fourth brother is back, come and see the portrait that my sister-in-law painted for me, it's beautiful."

Qin Muyang had a cramped feeling that she had never felt for a moment, and she couldn't help but stop again, and saw Yang Jinxin turn her head to look at him, her black and white eyes were clear when she first saw him, she looked at him, the corners of her mouth were shallowly hooked, and her pink lips were lightly opened.

"It's back!"

These three simple words slammed heavily on his heart, Qin Muyang's nose fluttered imperceptibly, forcibly suppressing the frenzy surging in his heart, and the sourness turned into a heartfelt smile appeared on his face, and his hoarse voice was extremely gentle.

"Mother has prepared jujube tea for you, take a sip while it's hot!"

When Qin Shuyao heard this, he immediately rushed up, "I want to drink, I want to drink!" ”

"Take it yourself!" Qin Muyang waved away her outstretched hand from a distance and frowned.

Qin Shuyao snorted lightly, "Eccentric!" After saying that, he ran out, and by the way, he pulled away Sister-in-law Liu who was looking at the door.

Yang Jinxin turned his head to look at Qin Shuyao who was going out, smiled lightly and softly at Qin Muyang, turned his head and continued to paint, and did not speak again.

Qin Muyang approached gently, she didn't draw any more sketches, she was holding the palette in one hand, and the other hand was dipped in oil paint and painting on the paper, which was painted in the garden of the mansion, a purple and red rhododendron.

"Tired or not, take a sip of tea and rest!"

Qin Muyang sat down next to him, handed the teacup in his hand closer, Yang Jinxin nodded, put down the paintbrush and palette in his hand, took the teacup and took a sip gently.

"How?" Qin Muyang turned his head to look at her eyes, and there was a gentle color flowing in his dark pupils.

"Sweet, delicious!" Yang Jinxin nodded, lowered her eyes, and her thick long eyelashes hid her mood at the moment.

"Really? Is it really delicious? Qin Muyang frowned, a little disbelieving.

Yang Jinxin raised his eyes to look at him and nodded heavily, "Really! ”

"Give me a taste!"

Qin Muyang said, lowered his head and took her hand, took a big sip of her hand, licked his lips when he was done, nodded with a smile, and looked convinced, "Hmm! It's really delicious, and in the future, I want my mother to make this tea often. ”

Yang Jinxin broke away with his hand a little unnaturally, put the teacup on the coffee table, and went to get the paintbrush and color palette. Seeing her like this, the smile on Qin Muyang's face froze, paused, and turned his head to look at her paintings, so that the two of them were closer together.

His burning breath was in her ear, Yang Jinxin bit her lip, pinched the paintbrush in her hand tighter, and continued to dipped the oil paint quietly on the paper little by little.

"It's so good, I think you're much better than all those painters." Qin Muyang's rustling voice sounded in his ears.

Yang Jinxin's heart skipped a beat, and he said slowly: "Where is it as good as you say, Teacher Zhou of Jinling University is a master of art, I thought that when I went to Jinling University to study, I would go to worship him as a teacher, but unfortunately I didn't have a chance." ”

Her soft voice carried deep regret, Qin Muyang looked at her side face, when she finished saying this, her pink lips were tightly pursed, her delicate eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he suddenly remembered Huo Donglai's words, "Do you know what she likes?" Do you know what she wants? ”

Thinking like this, he couldn't help blurting out: "Teacher Zhou, is it Zhou Xueren?" ”

Yang Jinxin turned his head to look at him, and there was uncontrollable surprise in his eyes, "You know? ”

"Well, I met him when I was in England, and I knew him."

Qin Muyang looked at her round eyes wide, her cheeks bulging, and she looked cute and couldn't speak, and chuckled lightly.

"Take time out another day and let him come to see you."

These words were really Qin Muyang, but they made Yang Jinxin frown, and his little face collapsed.

"He is a painter, how can there be a person like you, how about it, I should visit him."

Qin Muyang hadn't seen such a vivid expression on her face for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel good, and reached out and pinched her puffed face.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to see him and let you visit the master in your heart."

Yang Jinxin rubbed his pinched face, lowered his head and said, "I don't want to go with you, I don't feel comfortable going anywhere." ”

"Yes!" Qin Muyang pondered for a moment, and an idea popped up, "Jinxin, do you want to continue studying?" ”

Yang Jinxin looked up at him suddenly, a flash of surprise appeared in his eyes, but it quickly went out again, and the corners of his mouth were raised.

"Don't do it, it's not convenient for me to go to school." After saying that, the black pupil turned, "If you can...... I think...... Is it okay to go to Mr. Zhou to learn painting? ”

Her watery eyes stared at Qin Muyang, her black eyes had a timid light, her pink lips were pursed, a little innocent, but it was moving, all of which made Qin Muyang unable to refuse, so she nodded unconsciously.

"Good!"

Hearing his answer, Yang Jinxin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and continued to paint, concentrating, and didn't say another word to him.

Qin Muyang also sat quietly with her for a while, and he didn't stand up until Liao Yong came to look for him.

"I'll go for a while, don't paint for too long, be careful of hurting your eyes."

Yang Jinxin didn't answer again this time, Qin Muyang stood for a moment, frowned, and left. He walked out, the door was gently closed, Yang Jinxin threw down the paintbrush with a snap, and ripped off the painting paper on the surface with one hand, revealing an unfinished sketch.

……

In the study, Zhao Zhijun and Bai Zijun were waiting there, and when they saw Qin Muyang coming in, Bai Zijun immediately stepped forward and said with a happy face: "Si Shao, the malaria epidemic has been controlled, and in the spring, Artemisia annua grass has grown in large quantities, coupled with the methods detailed in the epidemic prevention and control materials, the epidemic infection has also been effectively controlled, and the soldiers who recovered first have returned to the battlefield, and our military doctors have accelerated the study of the ingredients of Artemisia annua, striving to create our own 'Cinchona'." ”

Bai Zijun gushed with great interest, "Once our army recovers its combat effectiveness and is put into the battlefield, it will be able to solve Gu Zhili's urgent need, and the Japanese will not be rampant for a few days." ”

Qin Muyang heard what he said, and stood quietly in front of the military map for a while, and the three people in the room gradually realized that something was wrong, and slowly quieted down, and listened to Qin Muyang's cold voice, hoarse.

"Lao Zhao, you go and say hello to Zhou Xueren of Jinling University, and say that your wife wants to learn painting from him."

Zhao Zhijun looked at his tall back, thought for a moment, and saluted.

"Yes, my subordinates will do it immediately!"