"Xiao Jin didn't know that King Xuan was coming, I... I'll go and come back one night! Xiao Jin hurriedly bowed and withdrew.

Seeing this, Nanxi had no choice but to say: "It's cold outside, drink some soup and leave!" ”

Huo Mian didn't say no, he only felt that Fang Cai's somewhat gloomy heart instantly cleared up.

Xiao Jin came up with an identical porcelain jar, the body of the jar was painted with Julan, and the shape was different from that of Fang Cai, although it was not exquisite, but it made people remember it at a glance.

Huo Mian unveiled the porcelain jar painted with Julan, and a tempting aroma wafted in, which looked more and more delicious against the backdrop of the porcelain jar.

"Let someone send a few of these cans to the army another day."

Nanxi suddenly raised his head and looked at Huo Mian, as if to say: Are you sure you want such an inaccessible jar?

Huo Mian tasted the chicken soup, and his stomach gradually warmed up: "Send thirty to this." ”

Thirty? Nanxi thought that she had misheard, only these two of the fifteen jars she had fired could barely be seen, and she had already worked hard to make these two jars, and now he wanted thirty!

However, Nanxi thought about it and felt that there was no need to be more serious, when the time came, he would draw a few tricks by himself and let the master who specializes in porcelain burning do it, and the one that would be made would be much better than what he did!

Thinking of this, Nanxi breathed a sigh of relief, but what Huo Mian was about to say next almost made Nanxi spill all the chicken soup he had just drunk in his mouth.

"I'll let Qing Suo personally supervise you to finish it."

Nanxi thought he had heard it wrong, how did he know that this porcelain jar was made by himself?

Could it be that even the matter of her making porcelain jars was reported to him?

Huo Mian seemed to see her thoughts, so he said: "The Mei Lan you painted is delicate with a brush, and the place where the pen is lifted seems to have been outlined, and the technique is very special. ”

Nanxi was a little surprised, how did he know this?

Huo Mian's peach blossom eyes became blurry again: "Qing Yu, am I right?" ”

Nanxi almost forgot that name, Qing Gardenia.

It was the name that had accompanied her through the difficult years, and the memories gradually blurred Nanxi's eyes......

When he was eleven years old, his younger brother Nan Feng disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown.

Nanxi was detained in the firewood room by Nan Shikun, and Nan Shikun threatened that if Nan Feng could not be found, he would let her stay in the firewood room forever until she died.

Nanxi huddled in the firewood room all day long, and only Xiao Jin stole some steamed buns for her late at night and quietly stuffed them for her to satisfy her hunger.

She had thought she would starve to death in the woodhouse.

One day, Nanxi was half-asleep, struggling, and there was a burning pain in her empty stomach.

Just when Nanxi was about to close his eyes, a strong wind suddenly hung in the night sky, blowing the originally closed door open, Nanxi thought it was his own illusion, how could the locked house be blown open by a gust of wind?

With a strong sense of survival, Nanxi walked to the kitchen step by step, and after being hungry for a few days, she seemed to see the hope of living when she saw the table full of delicacies.

She gulped down the food on the plate, but saw Nan Shikun slowly walk in and said, "You have eaten and let people wash you, how can you make yourself so sloppy?" ”

At that time, Nanxi thought that Nanshikun would beat her up and put her in the firewood room, but she never thought that she would just let her eat and go back to wash.

Just when Nanxi was puzzled, a woman appeared, and she was called Qing Yu.

Nanxi saw a palm-sized figure float out of her chest, then get bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, and finally fell to the ground, turned to look at her and chuckled.

The woman's green clothes are fluttering, her immature face is a thin eyebrow and smart eyes, and her lips are slightly raised, reflecting the translucent white skin particularly moving.

"Who are you?" Nanxi swallowed a mouthful of snacks, thinking that she was still dreaming, maybe she was really about to die.

"I'm you, but my name is Nanxi, my name is Qingyu!" The girl spoke, and her voice was tactful, and it was the same as Nanxi's voice.

"You are so beautiful, how could I be you?" Nanxi looked at her slightly chubby body, messy hair, and a dirty white silk lining.

"Your mother imprisoned me in your body when she left, and your fatness is forbidden by these spells, if it weren't for my return date today, I'm afraid I'll be starved to death by you!"

Qing Yu slowly approached Nanxi: "Come, I'll take you to a place!" ”

Nanxi put down the half-bitten pastry in his hand, and approached Qing Yu with some fear, but saw that Qing Yu was emitting a white light, and the light became more and more dazzling!

Nanxi's eyes finally closed because she couldn't bear the harsh light, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw a bustling street.

"What are you bringing me here for?" Nanxi stood in the middle of the street with her hair disheveled.

However, no one answered her, and Qing Yu disappeared from then on!

Until a team of people hurried over and took her away.

Nanxi was taken back to Nanfu by Steward Fang, and then fell into a coma for several days, and when she woke up again, it was the third day.

Nanxi searched every corner of Nanfu, but there was no girl named Qing Yu.

Xiao Jin cried and said: "The thieves swept the Nanfu when the master left the mansion, and also kidnapped the young lady and the young master, and the old man spent a lot of money to let the official mansion go up the mountain to suppress the bandits, but when he entered the bandits' nest, he only saw the young lady!" ”

But Nanxi clearly remembers that this is not the case.

It was he who took Nan Feng out that day, and he lost his younger brother!

How did you say that there were bandits?

The half month I was locked up in the firewood room, is it all fake?

Nanxi felt that maybe she hadn't woken up and was still dreaming, but when she opened her eyes again, the truth was still what Xiao Jin said.

After a few more days, Nanxi gradually accepted this fact, but the name Qing Yu has been lingering in her heart for a long time.

So after waking up in Nanxi, he gave his painting a pen name for the first time, Qing Yu.

The years that followed were long and lifeless, and Nanxi was accompanied only by the silent courtyard and pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and the increasingly fat body and the pen name Qing Yu.

Nanxi doesn't want to see outsiders, but he likes to communicate with the literati who are gay and interesting, and the way to communicate is the pen name Qing Yu.

Until one day, a literati named Wanye inscribed a poem that attracted Nanxi's attention, and every word in the poem touched Nanxi's heart.

The evening leaves are like a warm sun, dispelling the darkness and anxiety in Nanxi's heart when she was young.

Nanxi pulled her thoughts back.

Huo Mian called her Qing Yu, and she was so familiar with her paintings, could it be ......

No way! Wanye is delicate, and her heart is full of great love, how can she be Huo Mian in front of her!

Nanxi felt that she was a little chattering, maybe Huo Mian had inquired about her, so she might know that her former pen name was Qing Yu!

Huo Mian saw Nanxi, who was sitting opposite him, with a fluttering expression, and felt very cute.

"I'm Late Leaf." Huo Mian's voice was full of magnetism and charm, and Qingsi floated slightly on his handsome side face, adding a sense of mystery that made people fascinated.

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