Xie Wanjun has the mildest heart disease among the three sisters.But her sister-in-law had the most serious heart disease, and she was only three years old when she first became ill, and she suddenly died in her sleep before she was nine years old.At that time, she was very scared, but her father told her, "Your illness is not serious, but you can't be happy or sad, as long as you control it, it will be fine." ”She didn't dare to laugh, she could only smile slightly.She can't be too sad, and she can only learn to comfort herself.In this way, she has a different style from other women of the same age.is her friend Chi Qian and Yue Er's grandmother, and she still doesn't know that the cause of her chest pain is ancestral heart disease.King Rong strode away, walking decisively and hurriedly.Xie Wanjun, who had taken the medicine, although her chest was dull, it was not as stinging as before, she grabbed the armrest of the chaise longue tightly, "Okay, how can the prince know" Qing Mama said: "It's the old slave's fault, just now the prince came in, the old slave only cared about talking to you, and didn't notice" King Rong heard the emperor tell the truth, and he was in a bad mood today, and he had been in Murong Lang's courtyard, watching Murong Lang paint beautiful pictures, and pointed out a few words from time to time.He had been adjusting his bad mood, and then he went back to his wife's yard, wanting to pretend to be the same as usual, who would have thought that he would hear those words as soon as he came in.She knew the truth, but she hid it from him.What was the love between them back then, Xie Wanjun shouted: "Of course it's your fault, you didn't mention it sooner or later, but you mentioned it at that time." ”She raised her arm and slammed it directly into Mama Qing's cheek with a "snap".Qing Mama staggered to her knees, her forehead slammed heavily on the table, she endured the severe pain, her body fell to the ground, "Please forgive the princess" and kept kowtowing.For many years, I have never seen Xie Wanjun so angry."
Nurse, I don't treat you well, you have to hurt me like this, did you know early in the morning that he would come in, and he was sent back, so he used words to tempt me" Qing Mama saw that it was getting late, and it was time to serve the princess and rest.This time has passed.Except for the girl who was on duty at night under the porch, the rest of the people had gone back to their rooms to rest, and she just served her as she had lived."
The princess forgives her sins, the old slave didn't expect the prince to come in.""
I didn't expect Concubine Ben to see you on purpose," Xie Wanjun raised his legs.kicked Mama Qing hard, "Old man, these comfortable days have been too long, so you have forgotten your duty" Mama Qing only felt a tingling pain in her back, and her body fell to the ground.and quickly forced himself to lie down, "It's the old slave's fault, please punish the princess." ”"It's not just your fault, it's Murong Ai's stinky girl's fault, it must be the queen mother who told her about the concubine's illness, and she told the emperor" It was the emperor who told King Rong, so I'm afraid everyone knows.As soon as that girl was born, she should have strangled her own hands instead of leaving this scourge behind.Why did she give birth to such a thing, but she still looks like the Holy Empress of Cirong."
How can this concubine save her father, how can this concubine let Qianyu marry into Rongwang's mansion," my father wants to save.As long as she can be rescued, she can do anything.Xie Qianyu must also marry into the Rong Wangfu, only in this way can the current disadvantages of the Xie family be reversed.As long as Xie Qianyu marries into the royal family, the people in the capital will think that the Xie family still has a background, and once the emperor agrees, they will think that the emperor will not really punish the Xie family heavily.However, she heard that the imperial court was already thoroughly investigating all the family business of the Xie family, and this damn Guan Ting was an unwieldy right attendant of the criminal department earlier.still exists like an ornament, more serious than anyone else, especially after his eldest nephew wants to match the sixth princess Jinluan.The harder and harder he is, he quickly treats the emperor as his own son.These ministers who were born in poor families have been jumping up and down one by one recently, all of them want to be favored in front of the emperor, and even impeach the crown prince, which is really daring.They are not afraid of any of them, they only have the emperor in their eyes.Xie Wanjun went around in her heart, and if she couldn't get her will, she would come soft, even if it was a means that she couldn't get on the table.She exhaled, with a hint of determination on her face, "Mama Qing, dress up and change clothes for the concubine, and the concubine will go to the study to apologize to the prince." ”In the study, it was quiet.Murong Lang is engrossed in painting a picture of a beauty, next to him is the son Ruyu painted by his sister, because of this painting, he has become a famous son in the capital, his sister's painting skills, he only learns the fur, what sketching, painting can only be done, but it is this can make barely decent skills, but also let others smack.Earlier, Ma Zhijian, the son of Fuguo, had always believed: This time, Lang Shizi was also trapped in the dark building.The emperor's head was big, and the sons of his two younger brothers were arrested and put in prison.But within a few days, I heard that Murong Lang hadn't gone out and had been painting at home.He didn't believe it, he deliberately pulled two good friends to visit, as soon as he entered the study of Rongwangfu, he saw that Murong Lang also had a huge studio, the doors and windows were wide open, he was sitting in front of a drawing board and painting seriously, and there were beautiful maids standing beside him, and there were his long followers left and right.The four of them all looked at him with admiration and admiration.Ma Zhijian was surprised, and when he entered the studio, he found that he had already drawn four pictures of beauties, all dressed differently, with different backgrounds and different characters, but that face, no matter how he looked, looked like a person.Ma Zhijian said: "Lang Shizi, you haven't gone out, I thought you were arrested." ”Murong Lang raised his head slightly, not looking at the three people who visited, "Serve them tea, Xiao Wang has to paint this pomegranate flower."
Zuo Zai, this flower is really a pomegranate flower, you can inquire clearly, don't let Xiao Wang draw a mistake, when the time comes, Xiao Wang will make a joke, Xiao Wang will pick your skin. ”The maid on one side replied with a smile: "Shizi, the pomegranate flower is the appearance on the flower album borrowed by Zuo Zai." ”Murong Lang tilted his head and thought about it for a long time, he couldn't remember what a pomegranate looked like, he really didn't pay attention to it, but the common apricot blossoms, peach blossoms, and roses were known, and the appearance of this spring flower was also a picture album that he borrowed, and he copied the appearance from the album.Murong Lang took Ma Zhijian's words: "The dog can't spit out ivory in its mouth, you were arrested, Xiao Wang, I have been doing well recently, and I have been thinking about painting beauties at home."
How's that, I'm not in my own way. ”Ma Zhijian looked at it one by one, and the other two were directly attracted by Gongzi Ruyu, and looked at the huge portrait with a smack: "This is Gongzi Ruyu, a painting that moves the capital" "I heard that someone offered 10,000 taels of silver to buy, but the one that was rejected." ”"What 10,000 taels of silver, someone has already offered 30,000 taels of silver and hasn't bought it."
This is not just like, in terms of facial features, it is simply a living Murong Lang, but the demeanor and charm of the person in the painting are far above the real Murong Lang, Murong Lang's skin is good, and by this painting, he is simply the son of the beautiful world, and it is precisely because of this painting that Murong Lang, who does not seem to be stealing, has been secretly loved, and there are still a few ladies in Beijing who are clamoring "If you are not a son of Lang in this life, you will not marry".This is simply the envy of Ma Zhijian and others, how could they not have encountered such a good thing.Ma Zhijian, the three of you, you and I talked about it word by word, mostly praise."
Lang Shizi, I haven't seen you for a few days, your painting skills are simply amazing.""
Who is Sister Feng Ge, even when Chao Hongru praised her as a great master of her own school, hehe, I am Sister Feng Ge who taught her painting skills by herself.Sister Feng Ge said that as long as I paint with my heart, one day, I will draw as well as her.I decided to draw a group of December beauties, January spring beauties; February apricot blossom beauty; How about the peach blossom beauties in March, these beauties are beautiful enough" Ma Zhi looked at the beauties in the painting firmly, the most vivid place is the face of the beauty, other places can be brushed aside, if it is smart, far less than the son of jade, the bamboo leaves on the painting seem to flutter, this is really god.Murong Lang glared at the three of them dissatisfied, he was really a pervert, he didn't look anywhere, he just stared at the beauty's face.Another person: "There is really a beauty in Lang Shizi's painting in this world, this is not something you fantasize" Ma Zhijian looked at it for a while, these eyebrows and eyes are really so familiar, the more he looks at it, the more he feels like Prince Rong, but the person above is obviously a woman, especially the pair of phoenix eyes, the full forehead, "You can't paint Princess Fengge" Murong Lang immediately jumped up, pointed at Ma Zhijian and scolded: "Where are your eyes, how can this be Feng Ge This is Xiao Wang's ideal December fairy and beauty, this is not a mortal person." ”Ma Zhijian tilted his head: Obviously she is Princess Fengge, not to mention it, just with those eyes, she is like King Rong, and he still doesn't admit it.At this time, Murong Lang listened to Ma Zhijian's words, and his heart was very unhappy, and he waved his big hand: "Right boy, send them away, Xiao Wang is busy painting."
Zuo Zai, get a few lotus pictures and water lily pictures for Xiao Wang, and when Xiao Wang paints the pomegranate beauty, he will start painting the lotus beauty and water lily beauty" Ma Zhijian saw Murong Lang, knew that he was good, and waved his hand and said: "Lang Shizi is busy, he is leaving" Murong Lang waved his hand and continued to be busy with his own business.Ma Zhijian came out and shook his head, "Alas, even Lang Shizi has changed." ”He's missing another playmate.People are obsessed with painting, not with people.The dark building has been seized, if you go to Fengyue Tower, I'm afraid you will be able to let people know.Everyone in the capital said that Murong Lang was not afraid of anyone, from the emperor to King Rong, there was nothing he could do, but he just listened to one person, Princess Fengge.The playful and troublesome personality in the past was actually restrained by the persuasion of Princess Fengge.Externally, everyone in the capital knows: Prince Rong has been studying hard recently.Internally, Wang Shizi Rong became obsessed with painting.Right Tsai echoed, and said with a rather unhappy face: "This is a picture of a beauty from outside the world painted by my family's son, obviously a fairy from outside the world, how can you say that it is Princess Fengge."
However, having said that, Princess Fengge's beauty can really be compared to these painted beauties, "Zuo Zai and Right Zai are Murong Lang's long-term companions, knowing that Murong Lang has deep feelings for Jiang Ruoning, he has to say some good things about Jiang Ruoning, praise does not cost money, and can coax his own family to rejoice, why not."
Murong Lang heard someone say that the person in the painting was Jiang Ruoning, he would definitely be anxious, Ma Zhijian was not the first to say this these days, even King Rong said earlier, "The person you paint looks like a person no matter how you look at it." ”To be continued.S: Dear readers, Shui Hong has been filling in the pit with the word code, please support the end of the month, ask for a monthly pass, ask for a collection, ask for a subscription, the popularity of this article is so cold, more often in silence.4209051: