Seeing that a good painting had become a piece of waste paper again, Chang Weier was extremely irritable, picked up the painting, and rubbed it in her hand for a while, only until the paper became unshaped.

And over there, Liu Wugongzi praised the painting again, and he had to pull Liu Min to introduce the painting lady to her.

Li Miaoyu looked at the jade man in front of her stupidly, and she loved and hated Liu Wu's words. Love is because his voice is hearty and magnetic, and it sounds like a spring breeze; Hate because he ignored the painting in every word of his words, and the owner of the painting was not her.

Shui Jingrong also pushed aside the crowd and stepped forward, and said with a familiar smile: "Liu Wugongzi wants to know who this painter is?" As he spoke, he winked at Liu Min and looked at Liu Wugong again, "If I say that I painted it, do you believe it or not?" ”

Liu Wugongzi glanced at Shui Jingrong, and then looked at the painting very fondly, and shook his head gently, "Rong'er's painting...... Not this style. ”

Xiu Zhu looked at the crowd of people who were scratching one after another, his mood was complicated, and he secretly regretted that he shouldn't have been so impulsive just now, before entering the Anguo Mansion, that person had emphasized that she should be patient with everything. It may be that the recent days have been too smooth, and the heart has begun to float upward...... That's not going to work!

It's not time yet!

Lu Kun, the prince of Ningyuan, stood beside Liu Wu for a while, then began to lose interest, turned around and walked to the window on the side, standing there with a straight posture, his fingers knocked on the stone table on the windowsill for a while, looking a little absent-minded.

When Chang Wei'er saw her, her whole face lit up, and her eyes were even more dazzling than the brightest stars in the sky, "Cousin of the Lu family!" She shouted in her mouth, her body was faster than her mouth, and she ran to the back of Ningyuan Hou Shizi in a few steps, opened her arms, and immediately wrapped around his waist.

Lu Kun was thinking about things, when he was suddenly hugged like this, his brows furrowed, and he turned his head and just wanted to reprimand a few words, but he pressed down the words of reprimand on a pair of watery apricot eyes full of admiration, changed to a softer tone, and asked, "Wei'er is also here?" ”

Chang Wei'er nodded heavily, and looked up at Lu Kun with a smile, "Cousin came out to play, why didn't you take Wei'er with you?" If it weren't for Cousin Rong to bring Wei'er out, Wei'er would have suffocated to death in the princess's mansion. ”

Lu Kun glanced at Chang Wei'er, then patted her hand lightly, and said lightly: "Wei'er, you are ten years old during the Chinese New Year, and you will be a big girl in the future, you can't be so frizzy, let the grandmothers see it, but I have to talk about you." ”

Chang Wei'er's little face quickly wilted when Lu Kun mentioned Mama, and reluctantly let go of the little hand around Lu Kun's waist, pouted, and stomped on the ground twice at the same time with her little feet, and scolded angrily: "Those Mammas are the most annoying, they always don't let Wei'er be like this, don't let Wei'er be like that, it's annoying to death." Vile doesn't like them! ”

Xiu Zhu looked at the two people not far away, and felt that he had never been dazzling. It was his fiancé, but now ...... She took a few deep breaths and kept saying to herself, you are no longer Yan Ran, Yan Ran is dead, you are now Xiuzhu, the most inconspicuous second-class maid in the Anguo Mansion.

However, her mood still couldn't be calm, and more pictures appeared in her mind, constantly stirring, making people uneasy.

Her imperial grandmother, mother, and father can take care of her grandmother since she was a child, as well as the guards who escaped and were killed and injured on the road...... Many faces kept changing in front of her eyes, and she was dizzy.

Immediately afterwards, the floor and ceiling on the second floor of Fengming Pavilion seemed to rotate, and the girls were either beautiful or ordinary, but they all had the same immature faces, all of which became in a trance, and the voices in their ears also flickered and flickered...... Eventually, everything was at peace.

Xiuzhu's eyelids also closed heavily, and his body fell backwards without warning, slamming heavily on the ground, making a dull sound.

However, after she closed her eyes, she had no idea what had happened.

- I'm the dividing line -

When she woke up again, she was already in Miao Xianju's own bed.

There was no one in the house, and the courtyard was quiet, except for the occasional slight sound of walking.

Xiuzhu rubbed his sore head, and found that the left side of his head was swollen with a bag the size of a steamed bun, and when he touched it lightly, he felt very painful, making the left shoulder also faintly painful, no need to look, it must be green.

She turned over and sat up, and then remembered that she seemed to have fainted at the Spring Festival Banquet of Miss Liu Wu of the Beijing Palace, and later ......

It was the young lady who brought her back, right?

At this time, the door was pushed open from the outside, Dangui walked in with a black porcelain bowl in his hand, and saw Xiuzhu sitting on the bed in a daze, and exclaimed in surprise, "Amitabha, you are finally awake, if you don't wake up, the young lady will die in a hurry." ”

"I remember, I was at the spring banquet of Miss Liu Qi of the Beijing Mansion on February 2nd, what?"

"Tell me more!" Dangui walked into the room and put the big bowl in his hand on the table beside Xiuzhu, "I don't know what's going on, you fainted." Miss is in a hurry, or Ningyuan Hou Shizi sent you back! ”

"Well, the prince also asked people to invite a doctor, and that is medicine. Said to wait for you to wake up and eat a few times. Dangui spoke, pouting on the table.

The black porcelain bowl on the table contains more than half a bowl of thick black ink-like liquid, which may be the reason why it has just come out of the pot, and at this moment there is a layer of milky white gas floating on it, which is indescribably soft.

Xiuzhu touched his head, raised his eyes and asked, "What did the imperial doctor say?" ”

Dangui shook his head, "I talked about it for a long time, Wen Zou didn't understand." After speaking, he pushed the medicine bowl towards Xiuzhu, "No matter what he says, in short, take the medicine, you can only get good after taking the medicine, Miss will go to school tomorrow!" ”

Xiuzhu picked up the bowl of medicine, put it to his mouth and sipped it, feeling bitter and astringent, frowned, and put her down again, afraid of Dangui's urging, so he lied and said: "It's too hot, drink it after a while." ”

"That's fine." Dangui replied, walked back to his bedside, took out a small basket from it, picked up the half-made needle and thread inside, sat down while tying it, and joked: "You are sick, I can pick up a Qiaozong'er, and I don't have to go to the room to wait, the young lady said that it is enough to watch you here." ”

Xiuzhu looked at the osmanthus and then at the bitter medicinal juice on the table, only to feel that his heart was more bitter than the medicinal juice.