Xu Jiao stretched out his hand and blocked his face: "You dead blind man dare to mess around again!" ”

Zhao Yin pursed his lips and kissed her palm: "The blind man is obviously very serious, and he really didn't mess around." ”

Xu Jiao pouted, rubbed to the edge of the bed and reached for the medicine bowl.

Zhao Yin asked, "What are you doing?" ”

Xu Jiao glared: "There is still half a bowl of medicine that I haven't drunk, and it will be cold even if I wait!" ”

Zhao Yin smiled: "Are you so conscious? Aren't you afraid of being forced by me? ”

Xu Jiao didn't speak, seeing that her arms were not long enough, she was about to get out of bed when she lifted the quilt, but saw Zhao Yin hand over the bowl: "Drink it." ”

Xu Jiao hurriedly took it, tilted her neck and drank the remaining half bowl of medicinal soup happily.

Zhao Yin called Ruxiang to take away the empty bowl, and asked the shopkeeper to prepare hot water, and personally served Xu Jiao to wash her face and hands.

Xu Jiao stared at his handsome face like a knife and axe the whole time.

At the end, Zhao Yin packed up his things and went to the bed to huddle with her: "I was tossed by you for a night last night, and now I'm a little sleepy, you can sleep with me for a while." ”

Xu Jiao frowned, why did this sound so awkward?

Xu Jiao was not sleepy at this time.

Zhao Yin lay down honestly outside her, and before closing her eyes, she also explained two sentences: "Don't be reckless, if you need anything, just wake me up?" Also, the quilt on the body can't be lifted, there was an autumn rain last night, and the weather was a little cooler. ”

Xu Jiao let out an absent-minded "um", and reached out to tuck the corner of the quilt for him: "You sleep, I promise to be obedient." ”

Zhao Yin smelled the faint fragrance of her sleeves, and closed his eyes with satisfaction.

Xu Jiao couldn't sleep, so she sat beside him, stared at his face for a long time, stretched out her fingers and followed the outline of his facial features in the air when she was bored, and copied it over and over again, and finally maybe she was tired, and she also lay down in the quilt to recuperate.

Rue Xiang knocked on the door and asked when to eat, Xu Jiao waved her hand: "Let the kitchen stay, and let Zhao An send it to him when the prince wakes up." ”

Rue Xiang said: "Niangniang won't eat at this time?" ”

Xu Jiao nodded: "Yes." I'm not hungry, go find what I've drawn and bring it to me. ”

Rue Xiang took the order, and quickly took the set of painting tools she made and handed it to her.

Xu Jiao took the things, and when she saw that she was still standing in front of the bed, she said: "You still go to take care of Rong'er, Biyue's girl doesn't know how to take care of pregnant women, I'm really not at ease." ”

Rue Xiang nodded: "Okay, if the mother is unwell, you must remember to call me, don't be like the night before, and don't ask anyone to serve, but I fell asleep with cold water, and I was sick for no reason, but it made the prince feel distressed." ”

Xu Jiao lowered her head and fiddled with her painting tools while saying, "I know, I know." ”

Seeing her indifferent energy, Rue Xiang shook her head helplessly, turned around and walked out of the house.

Xu Jiao tinkered with her own painting tools on the couch, only to see that the drawing board in her hand was really peculiar, the back of the drawing board was stretched, and the top was a small tray, which could be placed with various colors of paint, and the side was a row of pen holders, in order to distinguish the various color brushes, the pen holders were almost made in a row according to the size of the brushes, so that each brush would not be mixed together, and the paints would naturally not be mixed.

Xu Jiao set up the drawing board, laid out the rice paper, took out her own special charcoal pencil from the cloth bag behind the drawing board, and started her painting according to Zhao Yin's sleeping appearance.

Xu Jiao just glanced at Zhao Yin drawing a few strokes, and she didn't know how much time had passed, until she finally put her pen away, Zhao Yin had not woken up.

Xu Jiao stared at the "sleeping beauty" on the painting, and couldn't help but smile at the corners of her lips.

I saw Zhao Yin lying on a square pillow in the painting, with a slender neck, a clear Adam's apple at the throat, and then up is the resolute chin, the lips on the chin are lightly pursed, the corners of the lips are slightly hooked, and he looks like he is in a good mood, his face is slightly tilted, the corners of his closed eyes are slightly raised, the thick eyelashes cover a small shadow on the eyelids, and the eyebrows are not as cold as when he is awake, but quietly embedded in the upper eye socket, and a wisp of black hair at the corner of his forehead hangs down uncontrollably and falls next to his cheeks What a description!

Xu Jiao stared at the painting in her hand for a long time, always felt that something was missing, and suddenly had an idea, took out the red paint pen in the pen holder, looked around, and finally simply stretched out her tongue and licked the tip of the pen, and immediately frowned and wiped her tongue with her sleeve: "Ah~ It's so bitter!" ”

Xu Jiao put the licked tip of the pen on the painting and swept Zhao Yin's lip flap back and forth, only to see that Zhao Yin's lip flap in the painting was immediately dyed with a faint red, and the whole painting was as if it was alive, full of aura.

Xu Jiao put back the charcoal and paint pen, and blew the paint on Zhao Yin's lips in the painting.

After a while, she nodded with satisfaction: "It's really a demon!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked the face of the person in the painting: "It looks so good." ”

"What are you doing?" Zhao Yin's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Xu Jiao was startled, and when she looked down, she saw him with a pair of unfocused eyes in her direction.

Then he said, "Are you awake?" Hungry or not? I'll ask Zhao An to go to the kitchen to help you get food. ”

Zhao Yin sniffed: "How can I smell a smell of ink?" ”

Xu Jiao patted the sketchpad and said: "I have nothing to do, I just painted a painting, I said that you are really good, you can't see with your eyes, and your ears and nose are still so smart." ”

Zhao Yin smiled very proudly: "That's natural, if you don't have any skills, how can I protect you?" ”

Xu Jiao glanced at him: "Don't put gold on your face." ”

"What did you draw?" Zhao Yin asked.

"Oh, drew a sleeping pig." Xu Jiao opened her eyes and said nonsense.

"Pigs?" Zhao Yin's face darkened, and he suddenly remembered that he was a "blind man", and quickly sorted out his emotions and said, "Why do you want to draw pigs?" ”

"I want to gnaw on pig's trotters~" Xu Jiao said this very smoothly.

Zhao Yin sat up and shouted to the door: "Zhao An, go buy pig's trotters and come back immediately." ”

Zhao An was confused outside the door, but he had to bite the bullet to buy pig's trotters.

So, the next morning, as soon as Xu Jiao woke up, Zhao Yin sent a greasy pig's trotter to her: "The pig's trotters you want, eat them while they're hot." ”

A group of crows flew through Xu Jiao's head: "Who has the appetite to gnaw on pig's trotters in the morning?" I want to drink porridge! ”

Zhao Yin frowned, put the pig's trotters back on the table, turned around and went out, and after a while, he came back with a bowl of vegetable and rotten meat porridge: "Are you satisfied?" ”

Xu Jiao nodded: "It's pretty much the same." ”

As he spoke, he lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed to drink porridge.

Zhao Yin's body flashed, stopped beside her accurately, and bent down to pick her up.

Xu Jiao: "What are you doing?" ”

Zhao Yin: "Take you to drink porridge, you are weak now, you should be quiet and not move." ”

Xu Jiao was speechless: "I'm not so squeamish!" Put me down. As soon as the words fell, Zhao Yin really put her down, but he had already carried her to the table.

Xu Jiao was so under Zhao Yin's meticulous care, she was raised in the inn for about five or six days, and then she regained her strength.

When everyone started again, Xu Jiao's medicine still didn't stop, but this medicine was not as bitter as before, and it was even a little sweet!

Xu Jiao was really sick this time, although she regained some strength, she often felt tired, and she slept for most of the day, but fortunately, her and Huang Rong's carriage was improved by Zhao Yin, and it was almost like a modern RV.

On this day, Xu Jiao finally felt a little sober, seeing that the weather outside the sedan chair was very good, she pitifully asked Zhao Yin to take her on a horse.

Zhao Yin naturally refused selflessly: "No, my eyes can't see, and it's easy to have an accident when riding a horse." ”

Xu Jiao pouted, it's so boring! I don't know what Rong'er is doing?

"I'll go to Rong'er's carriage and see what she's doing?" Xu Jiao said that she was going to let Zhang Chao stop.

Zhao Yin pulled her back to her side: "Mrs. Xu is afraid that she has no time to talk to you, she is learning to make clothes with Ruxiang Biyue these days, and she is going to make a set of clothes by herself before adding Ding to your house." ”

"Ahh Xu Jiao exclaimed, and then lamented: "Rong'er has been completely assimilated by your antiques!" ”

Zhao Yin: "What do you call these antiques for us?" Do you know what an antique is? I really don't know how Xu Wenyang raised you! ”

Xu Jiao threw her feet on the low couch and yelled at him: "What do you have to do with it!" ”

It was so boring that Xu Jiao shouted Ruxiang in the carriage.

Rue Xiang Huang Rong's carriage was in front of her and Zhao Yin, Rue Xiang stuck her head out of the small window at the back of the carriage and asked, "What do you command?" ”

Xu Jiao said: "Find the things I paint, I want to paint." ”

So, Rue Xiang had to stop, go to the back and ask Wei Zixuan to help move her luggage down, and take out her drawing board and colored sand from it and send it to her.

Xu Jiao opened the drawing board and looked for it over and over again, pulled out the rice paper in the drawing board and threw it into a carriage.

"What are you looking for?" Zhao Yin asked.

Xu Jiaohu looked at his face suspiciously: "How do you know I'm looking for something?" ”

Zhao Yin laughed "sneered": "You can't be sorting out your paintings like this, except for looking for things, I don't think about it." ”

Xu Jiao sat back on the low couch dejectedly: "I have a painting missing, the one I painted at the inn on the night I was sick." ”

"Oh! That 'pig'? Zhao Yin tilted his head and asked.

Xu Jiao was stunned, pig? Yes, I did say it was a pig at the time.

"Yes, a very good-looking pig!" Xu Jiao muttered angrily: "I remember that it was Zhao An who helped me collect the sketchpad that day, and asked Zhao An to come over, if I can't find my pig, I will peel his skin!" ”

Zhao Yin was stunned: "It's a big deal to draw another one, what's there to be angry about?" ”

Xu Jiao was angry: "What do you know? How can I have such a good opportunity to follow the drawing? ”

Zhao Yin was stunned again: "Follow the painting? ”

This time, Xu Jiao was stunned, and after seeing her for a while, Nuo Nuo said, "That...... That, painting also needs inspiration, and if you finally have inspiration to draw a painting, you naturally have to cherish it. ”

Zhao Yin coughed a little unnaturally, took out a folded piece of rice paper from his sleeve pocket and slowly unfolded it: "Is this one?" ”

Xu Jiao raised her eyes and looked, wasn't it her sleeping beauty? Hurriedly stretched out* and said, "Why are you here?" ”

Zhao Yin said: "Zhao An said that this is my portrait, you are looking for a pig, is it possible that Zhao An dares to play tricks on me?" ”