Lan Ying knew that the fourth master accompanied Fu Jin back to the door today, and heard that Tu Ya wanted to greet her, but she ran into a gray nose, and she also learned that the fourth master and Fu Jin would come back later today.

Lotus walked to the side of the mahogany table, soft wolf brush, since the urine followed Ama to learn calligraphy, I also heard that Fujin calligraphy is also praised by the emperor, and Fujin himself is not comparable, but it can be regarded as a shot.

The tip of the pen is dipped in ink, and the pen is put on the rice paper, only to see the upright pavilion body, and the brush is placed on the side of the inkstone at will, looking at the font he has written.

Morning and twilight,

Right and wrong, success or failure.

Since she was beaten only to the fourth master, Lan Ying has not suffered too much grievance in Hongli, but because she was born in Baoyi and has a low status, the entourage around her is also not sympathetic.

Thinking about it, it was really a little stuffy, so he turned around and changed into a casual lily-colored golden lotus pattern flag suit, the sideburns were pinned with beads swaying and crisp, the feet stepped on the bottom of the hibiscus embroidery, and the waist was slimmed.

Lan Ying was first surprised, then delighted, and saluted: "Lan Ying has seen the fourth master, and the fourth master is auspicious. ”

"Get up." Hongliben stood outside the door, hesitating to go in, and when he saw that the door was open, he made up his mind.

"Are you going out?"

"Back to the fourth master, I just want to open the door and breathe." Of course, Lan Ying would not say that she wanted to go out for a walk at this time.

Hongli nodded his head and walked in from Lan Ying's side, saying, "Come in and talk to me." ”

Lan Ying said yes, then closed the door, and showed a shallow smile at the arrival of the fourth master.

After Hongli walked out of Nalan's house, his chest was full of panic, and he told her that he came to Lan Ying's place, but it was just a momentary angry talk, but later, thinking about how long it had been since he had been here, he could calm his mind when he thought about it, so he still came.

"Master, what kind of tea do you want to drink?"

"No, just talk to me, come and sit down." Hongli had already sat on the kang with steps, took off his shoes, and sat cross-legged.

"Yes."

"Don't bother, do you?"

"What is this that the master said, usually we can't wait for the master to come, so why bother to talk about it." Lan Ying looked like a little daughter, unpretentious, her eyes stopped at her face and waited for her to answer with a smile.

Hongli has always been annoyed by Nalan, and Lan Ying's smile was like a spring breeze, and her long eyes narrowed.

"It's still my fault."

"Master, what's wrong."

"It's wrong, I should have come over to accompany you earlier."

"Master, the big wedding is coming, so naturally you should accompany Fu Jin, plus my sister is also pregnant, so I should accompany me more, Lan Ying is fine."

Hongli knows that Lan Ying's temperament has always been well-behaved, not arrogant or arrogant, but it can also make people feel comfortable, it stands to reason that it is much gentler than Nalan's personality, thinking of Nalan, Hongli has a little headache.

"Master, but if you have something to worry about, if you don't mind, you can talk to Lan Ying."

"It's okay, it's just that the weather is really dry and panicked right now." Hongli waved his hand.

Lan Ying also has a heart, she has always stood next to her, and when she heard Hongli's panic, she moved to get a fan, and stood in front of Hongli and fanned it.

Because of the fan, a gust of breeze came to his face, Hongli closed his eyes, enjoyed a few hums, but did not say anything.

"Master, if you're tired, just rest for a while."

"Well, I'll squint for a moment." After that, he pointed to the gap next to him and said, "Sit here, don't be tired." ”

"Hey, okay."

In this way, Hongli himself said that he was talking with him, and in the end he took a nap, but Lan Ying stared at Hongli's sleeping face, the fan swayed, her expression was joyful, and there was sweet blood flowing in her heart, which can be described as a harmonious picture.