In the next few days, Zhan Xinglan went to Jingyi Pavilion to visit Fu Luoxiang every day.

She knew that Fu Luoxiang was a person who didn't want to trouble others, but Fu Luoxiang didn't want to dress and eat every day now, even if she drank saliva, she had to be fed.

With Zhan Xinglan's company, Fu Luoxiang's mood was much better.

In fact, Fu Luoxiang is far stronger than others think.

Yirong Hall –

"Fu Luoxiang, that little ***, first asked the Seventh Princess to rescue her, and then asked Princess Ling to take her to the Ling Palace, how can she have such a great charm."

"The mother doesn't understand, she's the best at pretending. In my opinion, the seventh sister suddenly went to the princess courtyard that day, and it was arranged by Fu Luoxiang!"

Fu Yingxi angrily nibbled on the chicken leg in his hand.

Meng Meiren snorted coldly, "Hey, how can she be so accurate?"

"Mother, don't forget how your father-in-law died."

"Father-in-law?"

"It's the old Yin stick who served by the queen's side before, he was exposed as a frivolous palace maid, and was later beaten to death by his father."

Fu Yingxi's words woke up the dream beauty.

On the day when her father-in-law was given to die, Meng Meiren saw several palace maids go to Zichen Hall and hand over some things to His Majesty.

And not long after those palace maids came out of Hanyuan Hall with tears, His Majesty was furious and ordered the death of his father-in-law.

When Dream Beauty felt a little strange, she saw one of the palace maids say goodbye to the other palace maids and walked to another path.

She was puzzled, and her keen intuition prompted her to follow the palace maid.

didn't know that this one made her find out that the palace maid was going to see Fu Luoxiang.

Dream Beauty hid in a bush outside the princess's courtyard and saw it very clearly.

The palace maid knelt down when she saw Fu Luoxiang plop down.

He also kowtowed several times in a row.

It is not uncommon for people to kneel to the master, but it is rare that this palace maid is not the palace maid of the princess's courtyard.

The woman's intuition told Meng Meiren that if the old guild was exposed, it must have something to do with Fu Luoxiang.

It's just that later she went back and thought about things carefully, how could Fu Luoxiang have that ability.

The old father-in-law can also be regarded as the number one person in the harem, how dare she touch the old father-in-law with a slight speech?

Later, Meng Meiren told Fu Yingxi about this as a funny man, but after hearing it, Fu Yingxi firmly believed that Fu Luoxiang was the mastermind.

At that time, Meng Meiren also laughed at Fu Yingxi's young age and lack of transparency in seeing things.

Now that I think about it, Fu Luoxiang may not be as innocent and harmless as she seems.

Meng Meiren suddenly felt extremely frightened when she thought about it, and her back was scared into a cold sweat.

"If the old father-in-law was really killed by Fu Luoxiang, then why didn't she attack us?"

Seven days passed, and Fu Luoxiang's injuries gradually improved under Zhan Xinglan's careful care.

The gauze on the ten fingers was removed, but the black-red wound between the nails and the flesh was still there.

Fu Luoxiang half-leaned on the pillar under the pavilion and leaned a pair of slender jade hands out of the shadow under the pavilion.

The sun shines on the shell-like nails, and there is a burning sensation.

Ten blood threads burned with some pain.

Zhan Xinglan sat down beside her with a painting in his hand.

"It hurts."

Fu Luoxiang pursed his lips and shook his head.

"Tenth sister, don't be strong in front of me, the sun is the strongest at this time, it's good to bask in the sun, it's not good to bask in the sun too much."

"Why is it bad to have too much sun?"

"It's a lot of sunburn, isn't it a pair of black hands, and a good beauty has uneven skin tone, isn't it bad?"

Reasonable, nothing wrong with it.

Fu Luoxiang couldn't help but laugh at her.

"Still, this is the first time I've heard that sun exposure is good for wounds."

"Sister Ten's wound has been stabbed many times, and the wound inside the nail is not easy to medicate, if it is all the time

If you stay in a cool place, you may be able to grow bacteria and it will not heal easily."

"What are bacteria?"

"That's it...... It's not important, in short, the tenth sister doesn't have to bask in the sun more, just bask for a short time every day."

"Is that the portrait Lan'er brought?"

"Well, if the tenth sister is free, you might as well take a look."

The portrait unfolded slowly, and the people on the portrait were beautiful and dignified, and the beauty was unparalleled.

"Is it a pure concubine?"

"Yes, the hairpin on the concubine's bun is the peach blossom brocade jade feather."

"It's a bit muddy, I can try it and see if I can enlarge it and transcribe it."

"There's Sister Lao."

Fu Luoxiang didn't dare to say anything else, Danqing was indeed a must.

An hour later, the peach blossom brocade jade feather was perfectly reproduced.

Compared to the original painting, except for being ten times larger, there is almost no difference by half.

Zhan Xinglan picked up the ink and said with emotion, "Tenth sister, your danqing is not inferior to your father."

"It's just a matter of drawing for fun, it's far from my father."

"Tenth Sister's injuries are not completely healed, and it is very rare to be able to draw so lifelike and without any difference."

"It's good to be able to help Lan'er, and I also hope that Concubine Chun can clear her grievances as soon as possible."

"By the way, Sister Ten, I have one more thing I want to ask Sister Ten for help."

"There's anything I can do to help, Lan'er just say yes."

"Lan'er wants to ask Sister Ten to help me restore a picture of a beauty, but the painting has been stained by the rain, and I don't know if it can be restored."

"As long as the damage isn't too bad, I can give it a try."

"There is no urgency in this matter, it is not too late to draw it when the tenth sister's injury heals."

"It's okay, I've been stuck in this hand for days, and it's just time to move my muscles and bones. Lan'er will bring the painting tomorrow."

Fu Luoxiang was taken care of by Zhan Xinglan, she already felt embarrassed, but now that there is a place to help Zhan Xinglan, she is naturally duty-bound.

On the second day, Zhan Xinglan quietly went to Hongluoju and took advantage of Fu Rinxu's absence to take advantage of the beauty picture.

"Xinglan, otherwise, forget it."

Qiu Chuyan hesitantly pulled Zhan Xinglan.

"Chu Yan, now that you're about to kick the door, you actually want to give up. You don't want to be confused all the time, and you don't even know who the person in his heart is."

"That ......"

"Fifth brother is coming back soon, it's up to you to decide whether you want to recover or not."

Qiu Chuyan squeezed his fists, turned his heart sideways, and said, "Restore the painting, I want to know who the person in his heart is."

Zhan Xinglan took the painting and left, and this walk was a day and a night.

For the whole night, Qiu Chuyan didn't close his eyes.

Countless possibilities flashed through her mind.

It wasn't until the second day that Zhan Xinglan put the painting back in the distance.

In addition, there is an unframed Danqing.

Zhan Xinglan handed the painting to Qiu Chuyan, "If you want to see it or not, you can decide for yourself."

Looking at Zhan Xinglan's expression, Qiu Chuyan's heart chuckled.

It seems that the person in the painting is indeed not her.

"Now that I've decided that I want to restore it, I'm going to see it. Even if the person in the painting isn't me, I can accept it."

After a night of inner struggle, Qiu Chuyan had long expected the worst outcome.

She closed her eyes and slowly pulled the scroll open with both hands.

The curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and the heart beat like a drum.

It's just a minute, but it's as long as a year.

It wasn't until the picture scroll was fully unfolded that Qiu Chuyan opened his eyes.

"This ......"

"How? Doesn't the person in this painting look familiar?"

Qiu Chuyan looked at the portrait intently, "Is this really a restoration of that painting?"

"That painting is badly damaged, and the Ten Princesses have seen it

There's nothing you can do about it."

"And this painting?"

"Sister Ten has never seen you, so of course she can't draw it. This painting is hidden in an old painting. I don't need to say who painted it, you should have guessed it."

Zhan Xinglan patted Qiu Chuyan's shoulder and smiled meaningfully.

"I'll go first, and you can figure out the rest by yourself."

From the sunrise in the east to the sun to the overhead.

Qiu Chuyan sat in the courtyard, looking at the portrait motionless.

"Chu Yan ......"

A low shout pulled Qiu Chuyan back to reality all of a sudden.

She stiffened, and the fawn in her heart slammed desperately.

But she was very weak-hearted, and she didn't know how to explain that she secretly took his danqing.

"Chu Yan, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with it?"

Fu Rinxu hurriedly approached Qiu Chuyan, but his eyes were attracted by the portrait on the table.

"Didn't I draw this picture?"

"Rin, listen to me."

"Chu Yan." Fu Rinxu interrupted Qiu Chuyan, "You listen to me first, okay?"

Qiu Chuyan thought to himself, Fu Rinxu must be angry.

If you look at other people's paintings without their consent, you will be unhappy with anyone.

But Fu Rinxu took a step back, bent down and arched his hand, "It's not good for me to draw you without your consent. If you are angry, just beat me and scold me."

Well???

Qiu Chuyan blinked, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Chu Yan, I just want to draw your beautiful appearance in my mind, I am not the kind of prodigal son, you must not misunderstand me." Chinese Net

"Misunderstanding? Don't you have any other meaning when you paint this picture?"

"Yes. This painting is what I saw you when we met on New Year's Eve, when you were bright and lovely, kind and simple. But then you went through all kinds of things, and you started to get scared. So from the first day we lived in Hongluoju, I drew this picture to tell myself that I must make you smile again."

When Fu Rinxu said this, he lowered his head in annoyance.

"Actually, I've painted this painting twice, and the first one was soaked in the rain, so I painted this one."

Qiu Chuyan was a little moved, but also a little lost.

"That's how this painting came about, not your sweetheart."

Fu Rinxu was stunned.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing." Qiu Chuyan barely squeezed out a smile, "I am so grateful to you for being so good to me, during the time I spent with you, I did forget those bad things. I quietly took your painting, I'm really sorry. I'm going to get ready for lunch first."

Qiu Chuyan hurriedly walked away.

She didn't want Fu Rinxu to see her sad.

She can only breathe if she flees as soon as possible.

"Wait!"

Fu Rinxu shouted Qiu Chuyan.

"Chu Yan, I want to take you to see all my Danqing, are you willing?"

Qiu Chuyan was stunned for a moment before slowly turning around.

Fu Rinxu took Qiu Chuyan to the west wing where he lived.

Before the door opened, Qiu Chuyan stopped two meters away from the west wing.

"If you are afraid that I will be inferior to you, stand outside the door."

Fu Rinxu said and pushed the door in.

Qiu Chuyan stood outside the door and quietly watched Fu Rinxu walk towards the bed.

He stood still under a beam, and in front of him was a rope that was suspended from it.

"Chu Yan, look."

I saw that he stretched out his hand and pulled the string, and the bamboo curtain wrapped around the beam turned over quickly.

In an instant, all the bamboo curtains fell.

Qiu Chuyan looked at the neatly arranged danqing on the bamboo curtain in disbelief.

There are twenty-one portraits of her.

All smiles like flowers

, bright and splendid.

Her eyes were slightly red, and she walked in.

She looked at the portraits and was so shocked that she couldn't say a word.

Fu Rinxu put down the hand holding the string and said, "Every painting here is what I draw after every time I see your smile."

"Twenty-one is twenty-one smiles. These smiles are the most precious things to me."

Qiu Chuyan's throat tightened, and he choked up and said, "Why?"

Fu Rinxu slowly walked in front of her, keeping a distance that would not make her nervous, and smiled softly:

"Because, I like to see you laugh, I like how carefree you are...... I like you."

Enjoy! Happy! You!

These three words were like a huge lightning bolt hitting Qiu Chuyan's heart.

"You, what did you say?"

"I like you, Qiu Chuyan."

Fu Rinxu replied without hesitation.