Yu Xuanji lived in the Guogong Mansion for half a month, except for the old Guogong pestering her to marry her cousin who had "never met" all day long, and being tortured by the perverted "fancy" every night, her small life was quite comfortable.

But it is not a long-term solution to live in the Guogong Mansion all the time, she still has to go back to the Jade Mansion, and she will go to the old Guogong to say goodbye early in the morning, and say goodbye by the way.

According to the old man's favorite granddaughter's temperament, he naturally didn't want to let her go back, but he couldn't say anything about her, so he had to blow his beard and stare at her and tell her to get out, don't hinder his eyes and disturb his purity.

Seeing his reluctant but deliberately turned eyes, she couldn't help but smile, this old man was really awkward, obviously reluctant to her, but pretended to be very angry and blasted her away.

Even the people who were waiting behind Yu Xuanji couldn't help but hide their lips and snicker when they saw the appearance of the old man.

"Grandfather looked at it a few more times if he wanted to. She coughed lightly, smiling from ear to eyebrow.

"Get out of here. The old man waved his hand, glanced at it obliquely, and quickly looked away.

"Gotcha, granddaughter, get out. She shrugged her shoulders indifferently, turned around and hooked the corners of her mouth playfully, and with each step, she silently recited a number, and if nothing else, the old man's fifth step would be out loud.

Sure enough, just after the fifth silently, the old man's voice that was sneering and didn't know what to say came to his ears: "Xiao Jiu'er." ”

"Grandfather, granddaughter, go faster, save your eyes. She said playfully, and the words really quickened her pace.

Seeing this, Ruyi was laughing so much that his chest hurt, and he wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh and covered his mouth, Miss was so bad that she used the words of the old man to block him.

This dead girl, isn't this a slap in the face of his old man? But he still can't do anything about her, who calls her his only granddaughter? This descendant of the Leng family, except for her mother who gave birth to such a daughter as her, the side branches are all children, so she has become a baby bump in his heart, so who do you not spoil her?

"Stop. The old man stiffened his old face and roared angrily.

"Hee-hee. She turned around with a hippie smile. Or this old man can't hold on to it first.

"Little conscienceless, you treat me like this?" The old man sneered dissatisfiedly, and the appearance of beating his chest and pounding his feet was really full of joy.

"It was the grandfather who told the granddaughter to get out. She spread out her hands and shrugged innocently.

This dead girl is holding on to this point, it's just that, he can't talk about her. The old man exhaled in defeat: "In the future, be smart for the old man, and if you are beaten, you will be beaten back, if something happens, the old man will support you." ”

Hearing this, her nose was sour, this old man was afraid that she would be bullied when she went back. When she was moved, her eyes couldn't help but fog, at least there are people in the world who really care about her, although she borrowed this body, but she is also satisfied.

"Come on, come on, get out of here. Seeing her pursed lips and watery eyes, the old man was also sour, thinking that people are really getting more and more sentimental when they get old, so he couldn't help but open his eyes and waved his hand to "drive people away".

"Yes. She burst into tears and looked at the awkward old man, turned around and walked out.

Originally, the carriage was going all the way to Yufu, but she suddenly remembered something, so she let the carriage turn around and head towards Shili Ping Lake in the west.

At this time, it is early summer, the lake is full of budding lotus flowers, above the lake is the graceful green willows dancing in the wind, on the winding road, every ten feet is a four-corner pavilion. Such a scenery is imprinted on the clear blue surface of the lake, and it becomes a pleasing ink and blue color.

In the pavilion, there are young ladies who enjoy flowers and play, there are who dance and write, and there are talented and beautiful women who are deeply in love. She glanced at all of this, but at last her gaze fell on a painting boat parked by the lake three feet from the shore, and finally a smile appeared in her calm eyes.

"Miss Yusan is here. ”

It was still Li Yi's sharp eyes, Yu Xuanji had just gotten out of the carriage, and she had already seen her, so she greeted her with a smile, and the people who were mixed in the palace were naturally like human spirits, and they bowed their heads to her as they spoke, as they respected.

asked him to say that in addition to the crescent girl, this was the first time he had seen the emperor take the initiative to invite a woman. Although this woman still has a marriage contract with the emperor's brother, everything is unpredictable, what if this woman becomes a noble person in the palace in the future?

She smiled without saying anything, and bowed her head in a decent and calm manner to show her return salute.

"There is Lao Gonggong leading the way. She smiled politely, with a beautiful demeanor, calm and generous.

"Childe has been waiting for a long time, Miss Yusan, please. Li Yi is still quite satisfied with her attitude, not arrogant or impatient, not those who look vaguely powerful, just like those who have no one in their eyes, so it can be seen that this Miss Yusan is a knowledgeable person, this Miss Yusan must be a phoenix on the palace wall, and the future is limitless, it depends on whether there is that opportunity.

Li Yi led her all the way to the painting boat, but because of Mo Chuye's special identity, Yu Xuanji let Ruyi wait in place. This small detail couldn't help but make Li Yi more and more satisfied with her.

Because it was daylight, the lanterns on the boat were not lit, and the view from the railing was in full view. When he looked at it, he found that there were some dancing Luo Yi women carved on the pillar, the craftsmanship was high, exquisite, lifelike, as if a beckon, the woman on the pillar would fly out.

"What is Qing'er thinking?" Mo Chuye put down the brush in his hand, looked at her with curious eyes, and his radiant appearance was as if he had changed person, and he did not lose the languishing and melancholy when he first saw Taolin.

When Gonggong Li brought her in, Mo Chuye was painting, in order not to disturb him, she stood in place and waited for him to paint, she thought it was too boring, so she was simply stunned.

Her thoughts gradually returned, and she took a few steps forward with a smile and was ready to salute calmly, probably aware of her actions, and he raised his hand with a silent smile.

Qing'er was wondering who the carving on this pillar was from, and it was so lifelike that it was about to come out. She looked at him with a smile on her face, and as she spoke, she raised her soft finger and pointed to the pillar.

"This carving was carved by Yang Lao of the previous dynasty. Mo Chuye couldn't help but glance at the painting pillar as he spoke.

"I see. She smiled. The old craftsman Yang of the previous dynasty has a high level of technology, as long as it comes from his hands, it is worth a thousand gold, and it has become a nobleman used to show his identity.

"Qing'er, look at it, how is this painting?"

"Hmm. She nodded with a smile and walked over.

The eyes couldn't help but smile at him, and then they lowered their eyes to look at the ink painting that had not yet dried.

This...... She was shocked in her heart, her face was a little surprised, and she subconsciously bit her lip, as if she couldn't believe it. In the peach blossom forest, she lazily closed her eyes, snuggled under the peach tree like a kitten, and held a dog's tail grass in her mouth.

She remembered that she was waiting for Ruyi to bring wine at that time, and she was thinking about how to "talk" to him in her heart, she thought that he didn't see her, but she never thought that at that time, he would notice her.

But what was the significance of his painting? Thinking about this, she couldn't help but feel a little puzzled in her heart.

"Qing'er is silent, but this painting is difficult to see?" Seeing that she was silent for a long time, he couldn't help frowning and looking at her, as if he was disappointed, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a subtle arc that was almost invisible.

"No, no, no. She hurriedly waved her hand, carefully looked at the painting a few times, and then broke the conclusion in her heart, and said seriously: "The brush of this painting is strong and powerful, and when it is broken, it will be broken, but it looks a little messy at the place where the pen is dropped." ”

"Haha, Qing'er is right. He laughed heartily, he originally wanted to paint the ten miles of peach blossoms, but for some reason, he couldn't help but draw her while drawing.

"If this painting is mentioned, it can barely be regarded as a high-quality masterpiece. She glanced thoughtfully at the painting.

"Oh?" Her words succeeded in piquing his curiosity.

"The emperor made it himself, and when he mentioned the emperor's words, he printed a seal with cinnabar, which is naturally a masterpiece. She rubbed her chin thoughtfully, and then looked at him with a smile as if she had figured it out.

The implication is that this painting was originally worthless, but who said that the emperor painted it? Therefore, when you mention the words and stamp them, and look at your face, it is naturally of the highest quality. But she didn't have the guts to say these things outright.

How thorough his mind was, and he naturally knew the eighteen bends in her words, and the woman was turning around and saying that he was not good at drawing? Thinking of this, the smile in his eyes grew thicker and thicker.

"Then Qing'er thinks it's good to mention any words?" Mo Chuye smiled.

Hearing this, she raised her eyebrows and thought about it seriously, and swept her eyes to the painting from time to time, and suddenly her eyes suddenly lit up, and she wrote: "The peach blossoms can't help but come in spring." ”

After writing this sentence, she handed the pen to Mo Chuye with her eyebrows fluttering: "I can also write ten miles, otherwise it will not be considered a good work?"

Looking at her delicate appearance, he couldn't help but smile, she said that if she changed her inscription, this painting would be worthless? This woman is really ............

Taking the pen, he looked down at the previous sentence she wrote, and wrote it after a little thought: A few flowers are full of branches.

As if there was a tacit understanding, as soon as he finished writing, he handed her the pen, and she took it naturally: a hundred years of cultivation and branches.

In the last sentence, he wrote without thinking: "I have no regrets about going to Hongchen Jun together. ”

"The peach blossoms can't help but come in spring, and the branches are full of flowers. A hundred years of cultivation has been relied, and there is no regret about going to Hongchenjun together. She whispered silently, and her face couldn't help but turn suspiciously crimson, Mo Chuye's last sentence was really Chi Guoguo's expression of heart.

If it's true, it's really right in her arms. Although his face was shy and unbearable, his heart was as calm as water, without the slightest fluctuation.

For her, Mo Chuye's love would be an excellent weapon for her revenge, so she would not refuse the knife handed over.

Seeing her shy and timid appearance, I couldn't help but feel a ripple in my heart, but it soon calmed down.

"How about this painting for Qing'er?" he looked at her intently, his eyes were full of banter, but his tone was quite funny.

"Reluctantly take it. She was shy and smiled.

He couldn't help but shake his head and smile, for some reason he was thinking about how good it would be if she and Chu Yong had no marriage contract, but in just a moment, this idea disappeared, and now the love of children is not something he can hope for.

"By the way, Qing'er's injury is healed?" he asked with a sudden frown, he almost forgot the purpose of asking her out today. Thinking about this, I can't help but feel a little annoyed.

"Xie Shili cares, I have thick skin, and I get better quickly. She said with a smile. The bottom of his eyes was clear.

"Huh. Listening to her witticism, he couldn't help but laugh. Thick skin! Does she think she's a pig?