After the rabbit by the nest was fed by the rabbit moon, as soon as the sky was dark, Xu Yuan came into the door with a scroll of paintings in his arms and a smile.

He will return later today than usual, and when he goes out in the morning, his hands are still empty, and he must have gone somewhere to Taobao shellfish.

Jin Ting set up the meal and came out, passed by Xu Yuan, and smelled a scent of ink from him, as well as a faint smell of paste water.

Childe went to the framing workshop?

"It's too late, you've been waiting for a long time......"

Xu Yuan put the painting on the Bogu shelf, and the water for washing his face and hands had been placed on the shelf on one side, and he soaked it in water and washed it a few times before he sat down at the dinner table.

Ruan Miaoling turned her head sideways, staring at him with dark eyes, wanting to see something from his face.

"It doesn't matter if you're late, no matter how big or small things are lately, you must put a little effort into cooking......" She thoughtfully comforted her before she expressed her hopes.

"I think it's better to let Jin Ting go out with you, in case you can't get out of the Han Mansion or the Hanlin Courtyard, you can also tell him to go home and tell us."

Xu Yuan put a chopstick dish into her bowl and said to dry him for a few more days. "If you spare him easily this time, you won't be able to cross my head in the future?"

His Lingling is soft-hearted, and there are two Xiangqiao and Rabbit Yue, one left and one right, so he can't stand it and beg him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ruan Miaoling picked up the dish he stuffed and pressed it into his bowl with extra force.

This made Xu Yuan stunned, and he heard her say that she was full, but her tone was clearly like being full.

"Who made you angry?"

Xu Yuan didn't eat anymore, stopped his chopsticks and moved to her side, his heart was slightly happy, and his eyebrows couldn't help but fly.

Ling Ling's temperament looks like a fruit, and he has to be coaxed to make it.

"I'm not angry...... Ruan Miaoling turned her head sideways, and saw his smug smile, "I really can't eat it." ”

Xu Yuan took a bite of the meal with her chopsticks, and immediately put on a straight face and said that he couldn't eat it if it was like this. "Jinting is not properly employed, and the old mistakes have not been eliminated and new mistakes have been added, and there is no way to leave them."

Seeing him get up, Ruan Miaoling grabbed his sleeve, afraid that he would really resign from Jinting in the next moment.

"Xu Yuan, you really don't understand?"

Xu Yuan asked rhetorically: "What should I understand?" ”

She was like a bulging ball suddenly deflated, "If you don't understand, you don't understand, don't give me food next time, I'm not used to it." ”

"I see!"

Xu Yuan suddenly shouted, clasped her wrist with his backhand, and laughed like a fool. "I'll take Jin Ting tomorrow, and let him tell you when I come back early and late in the evening...... So, can I still serve you vegetables in the future? ”

“…… That's your business, ask me if it's useful. Ruan Miaoling turned her face away and smiled lightly, and then said with a straight face: "Eat." ”

"Okay." Xu Yuan sat down with the answer, and gave her the dishes in the bowl again.

After eating, Xu Yuan went to the study to write, and after writing the last stroke, he called Jin Ting to come in.

"Are there any new clothes?"

Recently, there has been no New Year's Festival, how can Jin Ting afford to make new clothes, but when he came to the capital last year, Mrs. Xu prepared several clothes for him, and he hasn't finished wearing them yet.

"Yes, but it was last year."

Xu Yuan bowed his head and asked him to change into new clothes tomorrow, send him to the upper duty, and even gave him the errand of delivering lunch.

"Letting you follow, it doesn't mean that Ben Gongzi forgave you for what you did last time."

Jin Ting said that he understood, "Gongzi is giving the little general a chance to atone for his sins, and of course, the lady is also kind-hearted." ”

The words were correct, but Xu Yuan still glared at Jin Ting.

"Madame is kind-hearted, that's because she trusts you and thinks that none of you are in the pool, so she shouldn't have seen any of your disrespectful behaviors on weekdays......"

Xu Yuan left the table, and Jin Ting hurriedly picked up the brush and washed the pen next to him, and washed the pen clean.

"She can not take it personally, I will not...... In the future, if you dare to hit her head with your idea, whether you grew up with her, or the wife of an official, or my people, don't try to get benefits from me! ”

Jin Ting was sweating when he heard this, and immediately knelt down next to the table.

"Keep the little ones in mind and never do it again in the future."

After beating the Golden Pavilion, Xu Yuan did not linger in the study, and strode towards the room.

He wouldn't let her wait for the person who came home to pick up the vegetables after she got used to someone serving her vegetables.

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"What did you rub on your hands, a white and a red ......"

After taking the painting from the Bogu shelf and walking into the room, Xu Yuan saw his wife sitting under the lamp, picking a little grease with two fingers and smearing it evenly on her arm, which looked like a red mark left by a rattan from a distance.

Ruan Miaoling was observing the shade of color, and said without raising her head: "I'll try the medicinal properties of the poison." ”

Xu Yuan rushed over and snatched the porcelain vase with an arrow step.

"I know it's poison, you still rub it on your body, and it's Dongfang Liang who coaxes you to play!"

He still can't forget what she looked like after eating the poison made by Dongfang Liang in her previous life.

Although Dongfang Liang didn't have the idea of harming Lingling, I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me, Xu Yuan was still very resistant to Dongfang Liang.

Ruan Miaoling stepped forward to show him another bottle, "The two poisons have been neutralized, I'm fine." ”

Seeing that her face was ruddy, and there was really no uncomfortable reaction, Xu Yuancai returned the porcelain vase.

"It's a big night, are you going to bed with a painting?"

Xu Yuan coughed twice, making both ears hot.

With a delicate wife in her arms, isn't it very beautiful to sleep with a painting, Lingling is really naughty......

"Look at it—" Xu Yuan unfolded the scroll, "does it look like you?" ”

Ruan Miaoling leaned over to take a look, and painted a girl sitting in the courtyard, with her eyes lowered as if she was embroidering?

She immediately said no.

There are more people in the world who can embroider, but it is absolutely impossible to be her.

"But ......," she said, looking at the brushwork, "is this what you painted?" ”

Xu Yuan smiled and nodded: "Yes, it is my husband's handwriting!" ”

Ruan Miaoling knew that he had a hand in painting flowers and birds, and the others were so-so, but when he looked at this painting, he felt that his painting skills had improved a lot.

As soon as I thought of this, I listened to Xu Yuandao: "There are many authentic works of Zhao Ziang in the Han Palace, I always listen to the Han King and the staff talk about things, and I stare at it when I have nothing to do, and follow the description in my heart, and the painting is better than before." ”

She said: "Zhao Ziang's paintings are not the only ones in the Han Palace, why do you only stare at him to learn." The history books commented that he was a second minister, and you learned from him, not to let the King of Han alienate you. ”

"I just want you to appreciate Zhao Ziang's wonderful pen, and I learned it without even thinking about it." Xu Yuan hung the painting on the wall, "I'll learn it, just don't let the King of Han know." ”

Although he felt that the person in the painting was not like himself, Xu Yuan said yes, and Ruan Miaoling reluctantly accepted it.

"Sending me portraits for no reason, and talking to my preferences, are you asking me for help?"

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