Snow fell on the courtyard.

A woman carrying a food box walked through the snowy courtyard in a plain white hat.

The plum blossoms on the branches shook slightly in the cold wind, as if they were shivering in the cold wind and snow.

But Jiang Muxue, who was thinly dressed, was not afraid of the cold, and the big coat on her body was not so much to keep out the cold, but more like to cover the snow.

She carried the food box through the courtyard and came to the outside of the house where much had happened.

Under the service of the palace maid, Jiang Muxue took off her body and walked into the house wearing a thin dress.

With a smile on his face.

"Senior sister, I brought you Yu Ji's sweet duck."

In the room filled with a warm atmosphere, Shen Qingxuan, dressed in white, was drawing something on the white paper.

Seeing the arrival of her junior sister, she also nodded and smiled.

"Sit down."

There is no need for politeness between the two, and there is no need for red tape.

A casual greeting is enough.

And Jiang Muxue handed the food box in her hand to the palace maids behind her, and after letting the palace maids take it hot, she walked to Shen Qingxuan's side curiously.

She looked down at the painting on the white paper and nodded.

"This painting is much better...... Senior sister, your painting skills are getting better and better, and I think you have surpassed your brother-in-law. ”

"When he wakes up and sees your drawings so good, he'll be scared."

Jiang Muxue smiled.

Shen Qingxuan, who was painting, shook his head and said, "In fact, he is just a half-way monk, and he knows some skills that ordinary people don't understand." ”

"I've been studying for seven years, and it's easy to surpass him."

Speaking of this, the corners of Shen Qingxuan's mouth curled slightly, and he said with a smile: "But it's not clear whether he will be frightened when he sees my painting, but he will definitely be happy." ”

"His favorite kind of painting, no one in the world can paint. Fortunately, I've learned a lot over the years, and now I'm pretty good at drawing. ”

Shen Qingxuan's smile was quite mischievous.

Jiang Muxue sighed: "So what kind of painting is it?" Senior sister, you are reluctant to show me. ”

She knew that her senior sister had been secretly painting some paintings that were not shown to outsiders, and she was very confident in these paintings, and felt that she would be happy to see them when her senior brother-in-law woke up.

But when she thought about it, she couldn't imagine what kind of painting it would be.

Senior sister jokingly said that it was a spring palace picture, but how could she believe it.

Will my brother-in-law be excited because of a few pictures of the Spring Palace?

Not to mention that the senior sister clearly said that those paintings are not painted by others in this world, it is estimated that it is some kind of unique skill of the senior brother-in-law, how can it be a spring palace picture.

In the chatter between the two sisters, the sweet duck was soon warmed and brought by the palace maids.

Shen Qingxuan also put down the paintbrush in his hand, wiped his hands, and tasted Yu Ji's sweet duck with his junior sister.

This sweet duck has only opened a store in the capital in the past two years, but it is already famous, and Shen Qingxuan also likes this taste.

While tasting the taste of sweet duck, the two chatted about interesting things in the capital.

But then it's time for the new exam, and now the capital is quite lively. Students from all over the world linger in the major green buildings and schools in the capital, and there are often lace news that a certain talent is jealous.

Amid the conversation and laughter between the two, the air in the room seemed to be much happier.

It's just that Shen Qingxuan is laughing and talking, and occasionally subconsciously looks at the big bed not far away.

It's just that the person who was asleep in a coma on the bed, as always, didn't react at all, and was still lying there dumbfounded.

At this time, her eyes will be a little dark.

But it's been seven years, and she's getting used to waiting.

Her little loss at that moment was so perfect that even the junior sisters around her couldn't notice it.

In such a leisurely chat, the time of the day passed quickly.

As Mrs. Snakeheart, Jiang Muxue's reputation in the capital is not good, and she naturally does not have much social interaction, and she is very idle on weekdays.

But it's impossible to stay in the Imperial City forever.

When it was getting dark, Jiang Muxue got up and said goodbye.

Before going out, Jiang Muxue looked at the bed where Luo Jing was lying and let out a long breath.

Said: "Senior sister, if my brother-in-law wakes up, can I look for the paintings he asked you to draw?" ”

Jiang Muxue is really curious about the secret works painted by her senior sister.

I was even curious about the extent to which a hundred claws scratched my heart.

She wanted to know what her senior sister had drawn that was so mysterious.

In this regard, Shen Qingxuan smiled slightly and said, "When he wakes up, you can ask him if he wants it, if he is willing to give it to you......"

Shen Qingxuan's smiling and groaning posture made Jiang Muxue suspicious.

Once again, I felt mysterious, and I became more curious.

In the wind and snow, Jiang Muxue got on the bed and left under the guidance of the lantern maid.

And with her departure, this happy and relaxed room quickly became deserted.

Although the room was steaming and not as cold as outside, Shen Qingxuan, who was in the middle of it, could still feel the feeling of loneliness.

Thinking of this, she let out a long sigh and glanced at the person on the bed again.

However, the bed was silent, and there was no movement, as had been the case with every time she had looked at it before.

Shen Qingxuan was used to this feeling, but Ren Jiu couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

She smiled helplessly and shook her head.

"Always ask me to wait for you...... Is this God's punishment for not being frank? ”

First, I waited for 20 years, and finally met again, but now I have waited for another seven years.

Even if a practitioner has a lifespan of 200 years...... But how many twenty-seven years are there in life?

The fairy dressed in white let out a long sigh and turned to walk towards the table.

Painting when she has nothing to do is already one of her main pastimes.

And it's not just a pastime, it's also a surprise that she has carefully prepared.

Over the years, she has quietly painted many paintings that her husband absolutely likes, waiting for Luo Jing to see the day she wakes up.

It's just that when Shen Qingxuan walked to the table, he was slightly stunned.

The paper on the table is gone.

The painting that had been finished and was about to be completed was not a gift she had prepared for her husband, but a whim she copied from a famous painting in the world.

It was supposed to be here before, but now it's gone.

Was it secretly taken away by my sister?

Shen Qingxuan was a little confused.

She turned her head and looked around.

However, the moment he turned around, he was stunned.

In the next room, next to the uneaten sweet duck, a thin, pale man in a thin undershirt was sitting, holding her copy of the painting in one hand and a cold sweet duck in the other.

While stuffing, he said, "What are you drawing?" ”

Luo Jing, whose mouth was stuffed with duck meat, raised his head and looked at his wife confused: "Are you sure I will like this thing?" ”

Isn't this just an ordinary landscape map?

Is there anything hidden in it?