"I don't know if Madame knows the teacher who taught Miss to draw?" Qiushuang thought about it, but asked tentatively first.

Wen Shi frowned when she heard this, there are not a few teachers who teach her daughter to draw, but that is only when she was a child, every teacher will be angry with her daughter after staying for a long time, and these autumn frosts are also known, so she has no need to ask specifically at all.

So the person Qiushuang asked now could only be......

It's just that this matter was that she and her daughter were present at the time, how did Qiushuang know?

"Yes." Wen nodded, "What's wrong?" ”

"Since Madame knows about this matter, there should be no need for the slave maid to intervene, but the young lady's behavior last night was really abnormal, and the slave maid is worried about ......"

"What's wrong with her?"

"When I went back last evening, the young lady didn't have dinner, so she washed up and lay down early. The slave thought that she was tired from going out today, but she didn't expect the young lady to lie on the bed for a long time without sleeping.

Later, I thought that Miss might be hungry, so I asked her if she wanted something to eat, and she got up. I was able to prepare tea and pastries. ”

"And then?" Listening to this, I felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Although Miss rarely drinks tea on weekdays, she never says that it is unpleasant every time she drinks it, but Miss drank it last night. At first, the slave maid was a tea that was broken, but when I checked it, I didn't. If this is the case, the tea that I drink on weekdays suddenly says that it is unpleasant, if it is not a problem with the tea, then the young lady has something on her mind. ”

Of course, Wen Shi knew about Gentle Heart, but she didn't expect that Gentle's feelings for Ye Xiuzhu were much deeper than she imagined.

Although Wen Rou herself has not yet noticed what kind of feelings she has for Ye Xiuzhu, this does not mean that feelings do not exist.

"Go on." Wen's hand on the table was slightly forced, and his fingertips were a little white.

"Miss drank a cup of tea, and began to draw......" Qiushuang paused, knelt on the ground, "Miss painted a man that a slave has never seen." ”

Wen's face changed immediately, and needless to say, he knew who Gentle was drawing.

Her hand on the table clenched slightly into a fist, and she looked at Qiushuang without speaking.

Qiushuang looked up at Wen carefully, knowing that she must have said something terrible.

"Miss didn't sleep all night last night, they were all painting, and they were all painting the same person."

At this time, Wen's fist was already clenched, but she still didn't say a word.

Later, the slave maid asked the young lady who the person in the painting was, and the young lady only replied that the slave and the maid said that it was a teacher, or whether the lady wanted to invite a teacher for the young lady. The slave thought that it would be a good thing if she could invite a teacher who would make the young lady willing to learn to draw seriously.

Even drawing the same person doesn't necessarily mean anything, but it may be to hone your painting skills so that practice makes perfect. But this morning, when the young lady and the slave maid were putting away the painting, the young lady put the best painting in the box extra......"

Qiushuang kowtowed to the ground again, "Miss went to bed directly with the box containing the painting......"

Falling asleep with a portrait of a man means that there is no need to think about anything at all.

Their young lady was attracted to the man.