"Childe has arrived. The woman got up and smiled, she straightened the hem of her skirt and stepped forward. Finding that there were two people, she was slightly stunned, and then asked, "I don't know which one is Gu Gongzi?"

"I am. Gu Boqing stood next to Dugu Zhishui and raised his hand, looking a little cramped.

"Then who is this son?" the woman in white turned her gaze to Dugu Zhishui.

"I'm this kid's boss. Dugu Zhishui said with a smile, "I have heard that the fragrance is mainly good at fragrance, and today I saw that it really deserves its name." ”

"Childe has an overreputation, a little trick, can't be on the stage. The fragrant master pursed his lips and smiled.

"Just now, the two of us came all the way, except for the little brother who led the way, we didn't see anyone, if you don't know, you think that there is no one here in Master Fang. ”

"I was quiet and unaccustomed to being disturbed, and I sent the other sisters in the courtyard to the backyard. ”

"No wonder Master Fang doesn't have anyone to serve here. ”

Hanxiang showed a slight apology, "It's because I'm not thoughtful, if I neglect my son, I hope you will forgive me." ”

"Girl...... Oh no, Lord Hanxiangfang, I don't know what you called me over today?" asked Gu Boqing.

"Don't worry, let's come and sit down first. Hanxiang went to the bookshelf next to him and brought two cushions.

After Dugu Zhishui and the two sat down, Hanxiang picked up a piece of paper on his desk and handed it to Dugu Zhishui and Gu Boqing, "Don't be afraid of ugliness, this is the image I painted for myself, I heard that Gu Gongzi's painting skills are extraordinary, and I want to ask Gongzi to give me a comment." ”

Gu Boqing took the drawing paper, looked at it carefully, and said, "The girl is very good at drawing, it seems that she should have received the guidance of a famous teacher." He stared at Hanxiang tightly, his eyes a little strange.

Lord Han Xiangfang covered his mouth and said with a smile: "It's really my honor to be appreciated by Gu Gongzi. Don't hide it from my son, my father once had an old relationship with the head of the Gu family, and I was fortunate to have his guidance when I was a child. ”

"Who is this Gu Xingshou?" Gu Boqing wondered.

"Look at my brain," Hanxiang patted her head, "I almost forgot, I heard Sister Xiangxiu say that Gu Gongzi has nothing to do with the Gu family in Anping City two days ago." This Gu Xingshou is the head of the Gu family in Anping City, and he is also recognized by me as a national painter in Daxia, the Gu family has a family heirloom with painting art, and everyone in the clan is a good hand in the industry. ”

"Is the Gu family in Anping City famous?" asked Gu Boqing.

Seeming to be a little surprised by Gu Boqing's question, Hanxiang was stunned for a moment, and said, "Hasn't Gu Gongzi heard of Gu Zhongda?"

Gu Boqing shook his head.

"That's the most famous painter in our Great Xia, Gongzi is good at painting skills, but he doesn't know Gu Xingshou?" Hanxiang had an expression of disbelief.

"Why do I have to know him? He has nothing to do with me. Gu Boqing's tone suddenly became much colder.

Sensing that Gu Boqing seemed to be a little unhappy, Hanxiang hurriedly changed the topic and said, "Childe, Hanxiang actually has something to ask you for today. ”

......

In Fanghua Garden, the red candle leaned against the railing of the pavilion, one hand slightly clenched into a fist against the temple. She closed her eyes and seemed to fall asleep with the warm breeze. There was no maid waiting by her side, and she was alone in the whole pavilion. From a distance, it reflects the flowers blooming around it, and it looks like a different kind of tranquility and harmony.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps among the flowers. It was accompanied by a series of loud exclamations.

"Sister, sister...... Sister, I found something amazing, sister......"

The red silk rushed from a distance, and the dark red short skirt swayed up and down, revealing a frightening white tenderness from time to time.

Red Candle's eyelids moved slightly, and her eyes opened a line. Red Aya ran to her like a cheerful bird that saw food.

"Sister, I just found out something amazing!"

"What makes you so happy?" asked Red Candle with a squint.

"Recently, a little painter came to the door, did my sister hear about it?"

"Nope. Huh? Is there anything special about this kind of thing?"

"I heard that the little painter painted portraits very well, and the paintings he made for Xiangxiu were almost like real people. ”

"It's a talent. ”

"Not only that, but I heard from them that the little painter was also very handsome, and many of the little girls in the front hall were. He stayed at the door of the pavilion for half a month, and a group of people peeked inside the door all day long. A few of the prodigal hooves went out to tease the little painter. "Red Aya danced with her hands, as if she had encountered a rare thing.

"Hmm. That's all?"

Seeing that Red Candle was not interested in listening to her at all, Hong Aya's eyes suddenly became anxious, "Oh, none of this is important! The important thing is that the little painter is doing chores in the medical hall opposite." With him, there's another person, sister, guess who that person is?"

"The medical clinic across the street is here to do chores again? That old gentleman Feng even ordered his aunt to entertain him, but he didn't know what was sacred. ”

"Oh, sister, why can't you get to the point!"

"What's the point?"

"In addition to the little painter, there is also a miscellaneous man, my sister has seen him!"

"I've seen the son-in-law of which family, and it seems that no son-in-law of any family is willing to do such a thankless thing. ”

"It's that Dugu Zhishui!"

"Huh?" Red Candle snapped open her eyes, "Who are you talking about?"

"It's the Dugu Zhishui who came to Feng Wenyu once last time. Red Aya said rather proudly.

"Is that him?" Red Candle whispered to herself. "What is he doing at the infirmary?" asked Red Candle.

"I heard Xiangxiu say that she wanted to study medicine with the old man Feng. Hong Aya pursed her lips, and didn't seem to be very interested in the 'Old Man Wind'.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Dugu Gongzi come to the pavilion. Now that he is doing a miscellaneous job on the other side, I think he should no longer be a guard for other young ladies, so he should have parted ways with that Feng Wenyu, so it's okay. ”

"My sister really cares about that Dugu Zhishui, you didn't even ask the little painter, but you are so concerned about this person's affairs. Red Aya smiled meaningfully.

The corners of Red Candle's mouth curled up, playing with the taste: "You came here so excitedly, don't you just want to see that I care about Dugu Gongzi, if I don't pick up your girl, wouldn't it ruin your interest." ”

"Hard-mouthed. Hong Aya pursed her lips, and then said mysteriously: "There is another thing about Dugu Gongzi, do you want to know about it?"

"If you want to talk about it, if you don't want to talk about it, you will go to entertain guests, the accounts of Fanghuayuan are not very good recently, which has something to do with the fact that you are always lazy during this time. Red Candle lazily spat out such a sentence.

"How can I have it!" Hong Aya suddenly stopped doing it, and retorted: "Obviously, my sister has been lazy lately, and the guests want to invite my sister to play a song, but my sister refuses to appreciate her face." ”

"If I play too much, it's worthless, men are all virtuous, and the easier it is to get, the less they will cherish it. ”

Hong Aya's eyes rolled, and she raised her eyebrows and said, "Sister said so, then ...... That kid surnamed Dugu is also such a stinky man, huh?"

"Why did it get to him again? Red Candle seemed to be getting a little impatient.

"Okay, good", Hong Aya smiled with a smile on her face, "Then I won't mention him in the future, anyway, my sister doesn't care about this person, even if he is snatched away by other owners, my sister will definitely not care." ”

Red Candle suddenly raised her leg and gently kicked Hong Aya's buttocks, and said slightly angrily: "Dead girl, tell me quickly, what is it selling." ”

Hong Aya sighed and said aggrievedly: "Sister, you are so fierce!" she rolled her eyes fiercely and continued: "I just heard them say that Hanxiangyuan invited Dugu Gongzi over, and I don't know what to do. ”

Red Candle frowned, "Only Dugu Gongzi was invited alone?"

"No, and the little painter. ”

"That's not a big deal. Red Candle's body suddenly softened again.

"Sister, that woman is a ghost, aren't you afraid that your Dugu son will be eaten by her and won't even have any bones left?"

Red Candle smiled, "Dugu Gongzi is not a young talent, and the other is not a child of a family, how can he get into the eyes of Sister Hanxiang." ”

"It's really weird to say that, she has nothing to ask him to do. What is there to do about him as a poor bastard. "The more she talks about red silk, the more disdainful she becomes.

"I guess I heard that the little painter was good at painting people, and I wanted to ask him to make a portrait of him. Red Candle guessed.

"What does she want to do with the portrait?" Hong Aya's slender willow eyebrows furrowed, "I don't know which son she wants to seduce." ”

"Hugh is going to talk nonsense!" Red Candle scolded, his face a little unhappy.

Seeing that there was really a little anger on Red Candle's face, Red Aya suddenly shut up and didn't dare to say more.

The atmosphere was a little quiet for a while, and Hong Aya got up to leave, but happened to see someone enter the courtyard from a distance.

Hong Aya was suddenly stunned and said, "It's really said that Hanxiang Hanxiang has arrived!"

Hearing this, Red Candle also sat up straight, and then stood up.

Hanxiang seemed to see the red candle and the red aya, and smiled at the two of them from a distance, looking at the direction in which she was walking, it was towards the pavilion. Red Candle smiled at her, and her gaze drifted to the two men who followed behind her. Hanxiang was followed by a young man in a green shirt, he was handsome, followed Hanxiang's pace without squinting, walked in a regular manner, and looked full of bookishness. Walking in the end, it was Dugu Zhishui, who had a relationship with the red candle, he was wearing a black coarse cloth shirt, slightly shabby compared with the young man in front, he looked around as he walked, his steps were casual, and he looked a little frivolous.

Red Candle's gaze didn't linger on the two men, but just glanced at it, and then hurriedly shifted its gaze. Hanxiang didn't seem to like to take the attendant maid, she led the way alone, and from time to time she turned back and pointed to the building in the distance to introduce a few words, showing her extra familiarity with Fanghuayuan.

The pavilion is located in the center of the sea of flowers and has a very understandable name called "Hundred Flower Pavilion". The cobblestone paths in the sea of flowers extend in all directions, making it ideal for solo travel, but if two people walk side by side, it can be a bit crowded.

Following the faint fragrance wafting from Hanxiang's body, Dugu Zhishui and Gu Boqing walked into the sea of flowers, and they saw a magical scene. I saw that the butterflies that had been lingering in the flowers suddenly seemed to be attracted, and they gathered towards Hanxiang and danced around her. Hanxiang was dressed in white, surrounded by colorful butterflies, as if she was a holy fairy from the fairy world, and in a trance, there seemed to be a bubbling aura erupting from her. Dugu Zhishui had never seen such a vision, and he couldn't help but be speechless. Gu Boqing's eyes were even brighter, and he felt an irrepressible creative impulse, and he couldn't wait to immediately take out his paintbrush and paper to record this beautiful scene.

Seeing this scene from afar, Hong Aya was not surprised, she snorted lightly and muttered, "It's like this every time, true love is in the limelight." ”

Red Candle glanced at her faintly, noncommittal.