"Then why the hell did you cry just now?" The fourth master immediately realized that what he was thinking just now was a little wrong, since Xiao Fujin didn't want to give birth immediately, he wasn't sad just now because the Li family was pregnant.

"The concubine just remembered Ama and Eniang." Wan Yao said, she is not lying, she does think about her parents in her heart, but it is not Feiyangu and Jue Luo.

"In two days, the master will have a day off, why don't you take Fujin back to her parents' house!" The fourth master immediately said with relief.

"Okay, the concubine really wants to go back and have a look." Wan Yao burst into tears and smiled. She really missed her parents just now, and she might go back to Ulanala Mansion to see it, and she was also very happy, that family was really good to her.

"So you're homesick!" The fourth master looked at Wanyao's happy appearance and nodded her little nose dotingly.

"Of course I want to, the concubine still thinks about the outside world. The concubine is a woman, and when she marries into the palace, she can't go out easily. It's not like Ye is a man, if you want to go out, there is always a way to get out. Wanyao said very seriously, "That day, I heard my sister-in-law talk about going out of the palace and building a mansion, and she said that it would not be so convenient for us to meet in the future." ”

"You like sister-in-law very much?" The fourth master said lightly. In the last life, his eldest brother, King Zhijun, had a lot of trouble with him.

"My sister-in-law is good, gentle and kind, and generous. She also taught me how to get along with my concubine. Wan Yao said.

"Well, sister-in-law is a good person. It's a pity that he never gave birth to a son-in-law. The fourth master still said lightly.

It turned out that the relationship between Jue Luo and the eldest brother was the best, and the eldest brother was basically the only one who favored Dafujin, so he gave birth to four children in a row, but unfortunately all of them were Gege, and there was no elder brother. Concubine Hui couldn't sit still, so she pointed out Gege to the eldest brother to serve again.

"My sister-in-law gave birth to four Gege, which is also a blessing." Wan Yao couldn't help but argue for Da Fu Jin. But she knew in her heart that this era of big braids was definitely patriarchal, especially royal.

"I'm hungry, let's go for dinner, and besides, you're here in Kwai Shui, don't stand like this for a long time and hurt your body." The fourth master was stunned, and he didn't argue with her, and took Wanyao's hand.

"Yes!" Wan Yao said, but she was thinking in her heart that if she gave birth to a daughter in the future, would the fourth master also go back to the eldest brother?

Wait, didn't you plan to get involved?

But when they turned around, the fourth master glanced at the words on the paper on the table again, and secretly said in his heart, Fujin's words are still so good. In the last life, the fourth master liked to accompany Fujin to write the most. Once, the birthday gift he gave to Huang Ama was his own painting with the word Fujin, and Huang Ama liked it very much at that time and praised it in public.

Sure enough, as soon as the fourth master came to the table, he ate a few stir-fried dishes, several cakes, and half a bowl of noodles with Wanyao. Wanyao was still not very comfortable in her stomach, and because she had eaten too much at Concubine De's place, she had a weak appetite, so she only ate half a bowl of noodles.

"I really eat a lot." Wan Yao said deliberately.

"What E-Niang prepares is what the fourteenth brother loves to eat, and my appetite is different from his." The fourth master naturally understood what Wan Yao meant.

Wanyao keenly smelled a trace of sourness, it turned out that the fourth master was jealous of his little brother?

"Master, the concubine feels a little tired and wants to go to bed early." Wan Yao said. She had just forgotten the time when she was writing, and she was not feeling good on her body, so she had no energy.

"Well, you let the maid wait and rest first, and the master will go to the study to draw and eat. Come back later. The fourth master said.

Ah, still coming? Didn't I make it very clear just now! At this time, shouldn't he go to the concubine's room? Since Wanyao just found out in the study that she actually had a tendency to have children with the fourth master, she began to resist from the bottom of her heart.

Seeing that the fourth master said this, Wanyao had nothing to say, she couldn't open her mouth and directly blast the fourth master away to sleep in the concubine's room, Mama Tian couldn't pass that pass.

Wanyao didn't bother to say more, so she really let the maids wait to freshen up, and went to bed.

Over there, the fourth master came to the study. The piece of paper that Wan Yao had written in the afternoon was still lying there.

The fourth master took a closer look, and what he wrote was a poem by Yongxue, and the handwriting was still familiar to him.

Yao'er, I can finally renew my relationship with you!

The fourth master couldn't help but feel touched in his heart, completely forgetting that he was not the emperor at the moment, but the fourth elder brother.

At this point, the fourth master took out a thinner brush from the pen holder, and began to draw on the paper on which Wan Yao was writing.

He painted a snowy scene, with a simple outline of the palace in the distance, and a few plum blossoms sticking out from the left end of the paper.

The fourth master looked at Wanyao's tears, thought about it, and used a very thin brush to draw the petals of plum blossoms on it.

This is not something that can be painted in one or two clicks, and the fourth master concentrated on painting Xiao Fujin's tears into plum blossoms one by one.

More than an hour passed for this painting.

Su Peisheng waited at the door, thinking about why the fourth master was interested in painting at this time, but the master didn't speak, and he didn't dare to go in and disturb.

The fourth master finally completed his picture of the snow scene of Hanmei, and looking at this painting, which was roughly similar to the previous life, he suddenly had an urge to take it to Wanyao immediately.

If it weren't for the fact that the ink on it hadn't dried, the fourth master might have really rolled up the painting scroll and taken it to the bedroom for Fu Jin to see.

"Su Peisheng!" The fourth master put down the brush, stretched out his arm, and bent over again.

"Master!" Su Peisheng hurriedly entered the house to answer.

"Dry this painting well, send someone to guard it, and when it is dry, roll it up first." The fourth master commanded.

Su Peisheng hurriedly responded, went to see the paintings on the table, and then followed the fourth master out.

The fourth master returned to Wanyao's room and asked the maids to go down, while he took off his clothes lightly, and then touched the bed.

Su Peisheng still thought about the fourth master's instructions, so he went to find a little eunuch to guard the painting.

"You just stand here and wait until the ink dries and roll it up, you know? Don't be lazy, this is what the master has explained, if it is broken, you have to be careful with your head! Su Peisheng crossed his waist and said.

The little eunuch nodded hurriedly. Su Peisheng looked around, found a comfortable chair and sat down.

At that time, the fourth master was lying next to Wanyao, but he couldn't sleep. He began to fantasize about what kind of expression Xiao Fujin would look like when he saw that painting tomorrow.

"Mom!" Wan Yao talked in her dreams on the side.

When the fourth master heard her "mother", he was naturally a little strange, what did Xiao Fujin say.

Fortunately, Wanyao didn't say anything else, the fourth master thought about it for a long time, but didn't come up with such a word in Mongolian, and then fell asleep.