In the past three years, although it is not day and night, it is often seen, but I don't feel how, but now, I only feel that the night is long, the days are short, and his injury is ......

Raising his eyebrows, he looked at the small porcelain vase in his hand and gently hid it under the pillow.

With just this movement, I heard her snort softly, her eyebrows frowned slightly, her small mouth pursed slightly, and she fell asleep again.

Is it cold? In winter, although there is a brazier in the house, the ground is still cold, and she has always been in bad health......

I was anxious for a while, and I couldn't get off the ground, so I only pulled the lotus perilla woven gold brocade quilt on my body, and leaned out as much as I could, wanting to drape it on her......

"Knock ......"

The door was slammed open.

Gu Haoxuan was startled, the quilt slid to the ground, and Cheng Xueyan was also awakened.

As soon as the brocade curtain of the cui weaving gold show was raised, the blue wind swirled in.

"Gu Sangongzi, can you still take care of your people?"

The two people in the room looked at her dumbfounded, and Xiaoxi also ran in, and her handsome little face turned red with excitement.

"I've been making trouble all the way, but I won't let me catch that crow......"

Gu Sanxian looked at Xiaoxi seriously.

Xiaoxi looked innocent: "I don't, I've been helping Sister Bitong catch Chrysostom, look at the ...... that tired me"

"Are you helping me?" Bi Tong was very angry: "Originally, the crow didn't fly high, and it flew for a while and stopped for a while, I was just about to go up to catch it, Xiaoxi either screamed or jumped to drive it away, for fear of being caught by me, the third son, you ask him what he has in mind?" ”

Gu Haoxuan was silent, Bi Tong angrily asked the girl to help ask for an explanation, and with a glance, she saw a quilt piled up behind the girl, and Gu Haoxuan's expression was also very embarrassed......

With a "boom" in his heart, he almost couldn't stand steadily.

Xiaoxi also found out about the situation and was immediately overjoyed.

Bitong stabilized her mind, but when she saw that the girl was neatly dressed, she was slightly relieved. The Gu family really can't stay any longer, and the two masters and servants are not happy!

"Girl, the house is busy, why don't we go back first......"

No, she wants to save the girl, and the girl is now confused by Gu San, who pretends to be pitiful.

Gu Haoxuan immediately showed a hurry: "Is it because of Brother Cangyi's marriage?" ”

Bi Tong glanced at him: "The third prince is still good at recuperating from his injuries, and the affairs of the Cheng Mansion are not strong, and the third prince will not bother." ”

said, went up to help Cheng Xueyan and left.

"Xue Yan ......"

Bi Tong immediately turned her head and glared at him.

Gu Haoxuan also knew that this title seemed inappropriate, and hurriedly coughed twice: "I heard that there is a problem with the courtyard wall of Moyizhai......

"The third son is well-informed even if he is lying in bed......"

Bitong said something weirdly, but her eyes glanced at Xiaoxi.

Xiaoxi immediately pretended to be casual and pinned her face to the side.

"The lifelong event of the eldest prince of Cheng Mansion is the emperor's marriage, which emperor will not pay attention to it?" Gu Haoxuan smiled: "Imagine that I, a bedridden person, knows that there is a problem with the courtyard wall of Moyizhai, it can be seen that ......"

Bi Tong frowned, just because of the matter of the courtyard wall, the subordinates have begun to talk nonsense about what is a bad omen, I don't know how the people outside will talk about it, and now people are hoping that there is something wrong with those wealthy families, because the excitement can never be finished.

Although he was panicked in his heart, his mouth was unforgiving: "What if you know, do you have any other way?" ”

"Don't be afraid, Haoxuan always has a way......"

For some reason, Han Jiangzhu's words popped into his ears inexplicably.

Cheng Xueyan immediately looked back at him.

But seeing him smile slightly, he was full of confidence: "It's not a method, it's just a temporary cover-up." ”

Cheng Xueyan's eyes lit up: "How to cover up?" ”

"It's not easy to build a satisfactory courtyard wall in four days, and no matter how ingenious it is, it's just a wall......

"What the hell are you going to say?" Bitong was anxious.

"I'm just worried that if I say it, it won't be satisfying."

"You have to talk about it to find out." Cheng Xueyan looked at him seriously: "If you really have any good ideas, you might as well give it a try." ”

Gu Haoxuan looked at that gaze......

Because he is the son of Taiwei, when others look at him, they are either respectful or flattering, and there are also those who are full of admiration because he can draw two strokes, but they have never seen such firmness and trust with a little encouragement, but it is like the warm sun in spring, urging thousands of flowers to bloom.

He called Xiaoxi to whisper, and Xiaoxi immediately looked embarrassed and looked at his injured leg. But the master's words could not be ignored, so he had to go in a hurry.

After only a while, two young men in blue clothes carried a pillar about seven feet long and entered the door, and when they looked closely, it was a light golden silk.

I didn't know what to do, but I saw Xiaoxi pushing a chair and coming in.

The sandalwood Taishi chair has wheels the size of a bowl under the legs, and there are horizontal boards on the two front legs.

Her head thumped...... Are there wheelchairs in this era?

I don't know what they're going to do with this.

At this time, Xiaoxi beckoned one of the servants to work together to carefully lift Gu Haoxuan to the wheelchair.

Just this toss, Gu Haoxuan's face was already pale, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

Xiaoxi looked at the master with some worry, and rolled up her sleeves to wipe the sweat of the master.

Cheng Xueyan stepped forward.

Xiaoxi retreated willingly, and watched the former third grandmother, who was also about to be the future, take the lake blue handkerchief to wipe the sweat beads from the corners of the master's forehead. The master's expression is beautiful, and his heart is also beautiful.

Bi Tong puffed out her cheeks and stared at the three of them sulking.

The two little guys slowly unfolded the wide silk luo, and Gu Haoxuan motioned for Cheng Xueyan to push the wheelchair forward.

As soon as Cheng Xueyan pushed it, the wheelchair bounced and fell. Gu Haoxuan immediately clenched the handrail in pain, his knuckles were blue, and when he took a breath of relief, he turned around and glared at Xiaoxi.

Xiao Xi came up in a panic, and said with a smile: "Xiao Xi is clumsy, and he reluctantly did this according to the instructions of the master, and he didn't know if it was in line with the master's mind, if the master knew that there would be today, I am afraid that he would have made a comfortable and suitable ...... by himself."

Before he finished speaking, his head shuddered, Xiaoxi rubbed his head exaggeratedly and jumped to the side, and after a while, he jumped back again, holding a huge tray.

When the silk on it was lifted, it was a jade plate the size of nine rows and nine columns of wine cups carved from white jade, on which half a lamp of paint was held, and the colors were colorful. Next to the jade material of the cat pen holder, about six inches long, white mother, lying on the ground, carrying six sons, undulating for the grid, bearing the pen on it; There are pure yellow and pure black, there are black and white mixed, and there are yellow and black tortoiseshell turtles...... It is actually a piece of jade with impure color, which is carved from the shape, and the workmanship is extremely ingenious, which is breathtaking.

Gu Haoxuan groaned at Si Luo slightly, and reached out to grab a paintbrush.

This is about to be painted, Cheng Xueyan thought to herself. She just heard that this Gu Sangongzi's paintings were hard to find, but she didn't see anything different, of course, she just got the fan he painted by chance. It's really good, but I think this value is more due to being the son of Taiwei, otherwise why didn't Guan Juguan invite him to be Mr. Painting?

She was waiting to find out, when she saw a flick of the wrist of the person in the chair......

Oh my God, is he painting? It's an inkjet typewriter! But...... It's broken.

Whenever you paint, you always have to sketch the outline and then color, and as long as you see the outline, you can probably guess what the artist wants to draw. He poured, with a stroke of the pen, he dotted a few points or drew a few lines from top to bottom, and then changed the pen and color and continued to smear randomly, but it was close to the lines just now.

In the blink of an eye, a two-inch-wide variegated vertical line was born.

He was still unsatisfied, and continued to poke and poke at the dots, not looking at the paint and brushes on the plate, grabbing and dipping two dips in his hand and began to spoil Nasra.

The brush is flying, the paint is spreading, if you just look at the action is extremely chic, you can look at the canvas again......

Cheng Xueyan looked at Xiaoxi unconsciously, but saw Xiaoxi holding the tray with a look of adoration and even tears in her eyes.

She had to readjust her perspective to look at the mess, could it be that this was the original abstract painting? And Gu Haoxuan is the founder of abstract painting? Either it's a three-dimensional picture, and you need to be cross-eyed to see its connotation.

She tried to see something out of it.

At this time, a strip about half a foot wide was painted.

When Gu Haoxuan's little vermilion fell on Siluo, her eyes lit up, this painting is about a woman, right?

She began to think about it seriously, but the more she looked at it, the more she looked like a woman, with a complicated snake bun hovering on it, and a three-winged warbler feather hairpin beside it. At this time, the collar of the jeweled gold has also been outlined, and a swirling streamer on the silk satin shirt of Yunxia is being depicted. Followed by...... Eyebrow...... Eye...... Nose...... Revealed in the movement of the brush......

She looked at them one by one in amazement, her eyes wandering only with the brush......

Light brown huge pear ...... Vertical silver thread...... The sleeves of the wide, flowing embroidered robe are half-hung and half-hidden, lined with the slender fingers of the snow arms like green onions...... It was a woman playing the lute. Regardless of whether the posture is beautiful or not, the charm alone is vivid and lifelike. If the viewer's gaze moves slightly, he will feel that the woman in the painting is inadvertently flowing and moving.

She couldn't help but marvel at the mastery of the painting, but she didn't understand what he meant by the chaos he had created around this beauty.

Before she knew it, she was pushing her wheelchair forward* to see what kind of scenery the next inch of canvas would show.

Gouache splashes ink, and the charm spreads slowly, as if the spring breeze is passing by, and the flowers are bright.

The woman in the goose yellow and silver light Luo long skirt stroked the gonghou, with an elegant expression; The woman in the aqua green hibiscus pattern breast-length skirt plays the flute, and her eyes are lonely; The center of the eyebrows is dotted with golden chrysanthemums cut from gold leaf, and the woman decorated with red rubies on them is in charge of playing the huqin, and there is a little red mole on the tip of her eyebrows, which looks very playful; A woman with a double-knotted ruyi hairpin with white jade inlaid red coral beads is playing the guzheng, her eyebrows and eyes are extremely light, but there is a different style; Sitting next to it sat a woman in a pear blossom blue double-embroidered light Luo long skirt caressing Jinse, one hand slightly off the string, as if she was indulging in the music. Behind them stood a woman in a three-layer embroidered and gold-entangled silk dress, and a phoenix tail coat that mopped the floor......

I can't help but think of what Bi Tong said about the person who saw the back of the beautiful woman he painted and pestered him to see the person in the painting.