"You...... You're just a madman! An Yixin got up from the ground and looked at Xun Xuan with panicked eyes, as if she was not looking at a fourteen-year-old girl, but more like looking at a ghost.

"Crazy? You're wrong," Xun Xuan sneered, her fingers swiped slightly along the red sandalwood tabletop, and her tone was cold and seemed to have a touch of desolation, "I'm a demon who crawled back from hell......"

An Yixin actually believed her words a little, not bad...... It was an evil ghost, at that moment, a layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on her back, and she was scared like never before.

An Yixin didn't stay too long in Hanyunju and left quickly.

It's just that this night, Xun Xuan couldn't sleep all night.

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After a few days, the injuries brought out of the prison by Xun Zhi healed, and Mrs. Xing learned that Xun Xuan was in good health, so she let her follow the rest of the girls in the house to the girls' school.

For example, in a scholarly family like Anfu, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and poetry are skills that must be learned by women in the boudoir, fortunately, Xun Xuan was trained in accordance with the queen's standards in the Guogong Mansion in her previous life, and this kind of skill will naturally not be left behind.

In the morning, Xun Xuan arrived at Chengde Hall, and the girls in the Anfu in the hall at this time had almost arrived.

Mr. Pan, who teaches, is a female gentleman who is not smiling, and he was originally a female historian on an errand in the palace, because he was released from the palace when he reached his age, and was later invited to the house by Anfu to be a teaching gentleman.

"Miss Xun, please take a seat!" Mr. Pan is not like other subordinates in the house, when he sees the down-and-out Xun Xuan, he doesn't put her in his eyes, and still greets her respectfully.

Xun Xuan respectfully owed Mr. Pan before turning around and taking a seat.

Mr. Pan was stunned at first, she had been a slave for a lifetime, when had she received such a courtesy from her master, and suddenly said politely: "Miss Xun, this is unacceptable!" ”

"One day as a teacher and a father for life, naturally it is to make!" Even if others don't understand it in their hearts, Xun Xuan's heart remembers it clearly, she is the master who Mr. Pan loyally defended back then, and it is also the palace where she personally released Mr. Pan.

In such a deep palace back then, without Mr. Pan's help, it would be difficult for Xun Xuan to ascend to such a high position.

Therefore, this worship is what Mr. Pan deserves.

Mr. Pan's eyebrows jumped slightly, and his gaze at Xun Xuan sank a little: "Miss Xun and the Empress Dowager are really similar." ”

Not only the appearance, but also the temperament is exactly the same.

Xun Xuan smiled: "Mr. Pan still remembers what my sister looks like?" ”

Speaking of Xun Xuan, Mr. Pan's eyes dimmed a little, the Empress Dowager had been gone for a few days.

"The demeanor of the first queen mother, the old slave always remembers it, where do you dare to forget?"

The two said a few words casually, but the other girls in Anfu looked at each other, and this Xun Zhi didn't know what kind of trick she had used, but in just a few words, even Mr. Pan's attitude towards her became gentle.

"Mr. Pan, what is the good and dignified Empress Dowager Tina? It's all broken for our Yaxing in class! An Lingqing said dissatisfiedly.

An Lingqing's painting skills are very good, among the several girls in Anfu, Mr. Pan especially prefers her, if it is normal, An Lingqing casually complains, Mr. Pan will naturally not take it to heart.

But the person An Lingqing said was the first queen mother, which Mr. Pan could not tolerate.

I saw that Mr. Pan's face suddenly became serious, and his tone was obviously not good: "Don't be rude to the Queen Mother!" ”

An Lingqing was frightened by Mr. Pan's scolding, for so long, although Mr. Pan has strict requirements for several girls, he has always called himself a slave in his attitude, and he never dares to overstep.

This is the first time that everyone can see the anger and reproach from Mr. Pan's serious and rigid face.

An Lingqing opened his mouth, and wanted to say something more.

Mr. Pan then said: "This is the rule!" As a woman, abide by etiquette and know how to respect and humility, this is your duty! ”

In a word, An Lingqing couldn't refute a word.

When Mr. Pan was in the palace, he was in charge of all matters of court etiquette, and every word he said carried weight.

Even An Lingqing, who is deeply loved by Mr. Pan, touched the nail, and the rest of the girls in Anfu didn't dare to say a word.

The morning class is to learn to paint, Mr. Pan first took out a painting he made to show everyone, a picture of elegant artistic conception of the palace peach blossoms, under the flower lies a graceful and luxurious concubine, the whole painting is elegant with wealth, rich but not kitsch.

Sketching a prosperous and prosperous world, the beautiful woman sits lazily under the flowers, looking particularly free.

Everyone couldn't help but marvel, Mr. Pan was really a person who came out of the palace, and his vision was really extraordinary.

Mr. Pan briefly explained a few important points, and then asked everyone to paint.

"Miss Xun is in class on the first day today, there may be a gap compared to other young ladies, if there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me directly." Mr. Pan took care of Xun Xuan.

Xun Xuan smiled, answered, and lowered her head to pick up the pen to paint.

An Lingqing glanced at Xun Xuan with a sneer, her eyes were full of contempt, she had long heard that the Guogong Mansion was heavy on martial arts and light on literature, presumably that person's painting skills must be extremely bad, plus she secretly ordered someone to do tricks and feet in the paint that Xun Xuan painted, this time she didn't let her have a good time?

After about half an hour, the ladies were almost finished painting.

Mr. Pan tasted the paintings of several people in order.

The first is the peach blossom rain in the courtyard of Anxin Moon.

"The eldest lady's painting skills are very good, every petal is lifelike, but it's a pity that it's too rigid and loses a bit of agility, but it's already very good to be able to paint like this." Mr. Pan's comments are just right, to the point, not boring, let alone embarrassing.

The second is a picture of peach blossoms on the case of An Xuehan's court concubine, which is obviously an imitation of Mr. Pan's style.

"The second lady is very perceptive, and the artistic conception in my painting is very thorough, but it's a pity that the time is in a hurry, you haven't figured it out yet, this painting is beautiful, but it's a pity that it's a little less elegant, and it's too rich and vulgar."

An Xuehan is an arrogant person, and he can't stand the slightest belittlement from others, although what Mr. Pan said is already very tactful, An Xuehan's face still has a touch of unhappiness.

The third is An Yixin's peach blossom flowing water.

"The artistic conception is poignant, the brushstrokes are delicately outlined, it was originally a good painting, but it was ...... Why is there a large blank space? Mr. Pan asked.

An Yixin's weak face showed a wry smile, and her soft voice slowly sounded: "Halfway through the painting, my head is a little dizzy, and I can't catch up with the time." ”

Mr. Pan nodded knowingly and sighed: "Third Miss, it's important to take care of yourself!" ”

The fourth picture is An Lingqing's peach blossom spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, under the small bridge, the river is dotted with raindrops, the grass grows by the river and the warbler flies, and the peach blossoms fall into the river and go with the water.

Mr. Pan nodded with satisfaction: "This painting of the fourth lady is a good combination of the paintings of the eldest lady and the third lady, and the grace of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River is actually vividly portrayed by you!" ”

Looking at Mr. Pan's admiring expression, An Lingqing raised his head proudly, glanced at Xun Xuan on the side, and then said with a good look: "Sir, go and see Cousin Xun, I'm curious, what is Cousin Xun drawing?" ”

Mr. Pan turned around and walked to Xun Xuan's desk, not holding out much hope: "Miss Xun, painting skills need to be honed for a long time, and they cannot be learned overnight. ”

Xun Xuan nodded and handed over the paper for painting.

Mr. Pan took the painting, looked at it, and there was a bit of amazement in her calm eyes, she looked at the painting in her hand unexpectedly, and couldn't help but admire: "Good, it's good!" I didn't expect Miss Xun to be able to study ink painting to this point, it was not easy! ”

What the? Ink painting? Didn't she use paint?

When the surrounding ladies heard Mr. Pan say this, they immediately came up curiously, especially An Lingqing, whose face turned white with anger.

Everyone looked at it, they all involuntarily took a breath, this is a picture of peach blossoms in the landscape, only a charming and shy peach branch slightly stretched, after the peach blossoms, you can not see the end of the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, clouds and mist, the beautiful rivers and mountains that swallow the mountains and rivers and the shy and charming peach blossoms on the top of the mountain form a sharp contrast, and the peach blossoms that are budding to be put are particularly unique.

It's not just a peach blossom, it's more like a ...... A quiet girl who sits and watches the bustling country.

A fourteen-year-old girl can make such a beautiful painting, Mr. Pan's gaze at Xun Xuan changed instantly: "Who taught you this ink painting?" ”

In Mr. Pan's memory, the ink paintings of the Empress Dowager are also rare masterpieces she has ever seen.

Xun Xuan replied respectfully: "It was taught to me by the Empress Dowager when she was alive." ”

Mr. Pan nodded not at all surprised, she had already guessed, looking at the girl in front of her gaze couldn't help but become deeper and deeper, as if she was recalling another person through the person in front of her.

"The concubine in Mr. Pan's painting, but the queen mother back then?" When Xun Xuan first saw the painting, she had already guessed it.

Mr. Pan was stunned for a moment, hesitated, but nodded and did not deny it.

Xun Xuan smiled and asked, "I miss my sister in my heart, can I ask Mr. Pan to give me this painting?" ”

Mr. Pan didn't think much about it, just smiled gently, and responded: "If you want, take it." ”

"Thank you!" Xun Xuan thanked respectfully.

When An Lingqing heard this, she was so angry that she almost gritted a mouthful of silver teeth, Mr. Pan never gave her paintings to others, she licked her face and mentioned it to Mr. Pan many times, but Mr. Pan never responded once, today Xun Xuan came and easily took away one of Mr. Pan's paintings, how can she endure it?

Here, Xun Xuan asked for the painting of "The Concubine Laughing and Lying on the Peach Blossom Tree" from Mr. Pan, and was walking towards her seat, not wanting to be almost hit by a flying inkstone halfway, but fortunately, she reacted quickly, and the person avoided it, but the painting she had just asked for suffered a disaster.

The ink on the inkstone just happened to splash on the beautiful face of the concubine.