Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 461 She still has Xiao Tingchen in her heart?

The peach blossoms are beautiful.

The servants of the Rong family set up a long table under the peach blossom tree, covered with rice paper scrolls and ink brushes.

The spring breeze blows a few peach blossoms and falls on the rice paper, even the white paper is a bit more charming.

Su Jiu was curious, "Master Rong is going to paint?"

"Exactly." Rong Zheng smiled gently, "I don't know if I would be honored to invite sister Su to study ink with her bare hands, and add fragrance to her red sleeves?"

Su Jiu smiled slightly, "I'm so happy."

She rolled up her sleeves and studied the ink, Rong Zheng picked up the brush and dipped it in the ink, and outlined a series of powerful peach blossom branches on the white paper.

The wonderful hand Danqing, which penetrates the back of the paper, is only a branch, but it has shown vigorous vitality.

Su Jiu was amazed.

She once admired hundreds of famous paintings in the treasure house of Fenghua Terrace, Rong Zheng's painters are not inferior to those masters!

The people watching around gradually increased.

"Young Master Rong has not painted for many years, why did he suddenly change his temper today?"

"Look at who is standing next to him, this is trying to please the girl's family!"

They were discussing, and Su Jiu noticed that countless scrutinizing eyes fell on him.

"I heard that Mr. Rong is interested in Lu Guogong's favorite jewel, so she must be it."

"Sure enough, a man and a woman are very good-looking, well-matched, very well-matched!"

The girl was thin-skinned, Su Jiu lowered her eyelashes, her pretty face flushed.

On the rice paper, pale pink peach blossoms bloom among the ink-colored branches.

She quietly looked at Rong Zheng, this handsome and jade-like man actually had red ears, and with the compliments from the surrounding people, his white jade-like cheeks gradually turned crimson, more charming than peach blossoms.

The two were shy, and an evil hand stuck out from the crowd.

Xiao Tingchen took the ink and deliberately splashed the ink peach blossom.

Squeezed by the fat woman next to him, he only had time to spill a small amount of ink.

But the screen has been dirty!
"Ah," Su Jiu felt distressed, "Such a good painting..."

Rong Zheng frowned lightly.

After a while, he said "no problem".

Picking up the pen and dipping it in the light ink, he slowly smudged away the dirty ink made by Xiao Tingchen's troubles.

That piece of filth was painted by him as a whirling skirt.

Although the face of the girl dancing under the peach tree is blurred, one can vaguely see the beauty of the prosperous age.

He painted vividly, with wonderful artistic conception.

There was applause from all around, and someone teased: "The beauty in Mr. Rong's painting, could it be the one beside you?"

These words are really embarrassing, Su Jiu quickly lowered his blushing face.

Rong Zheng stared at the beauties dancing on the scroll, his eyes lost for a moment.

He was noncommittal, with a gentle smile, "Sister Su likes this painting?"

Su Jiu nodded.

"Then I'll give it to Sister Su." Rong Zheng put down his brush, "Let's go to Taolin again."

They walked to the depths of the peach blossoms and sat side by side under the peach blossom tree.

Rong Zheng took out a paper bag from his arms, "I know that Sister Su likes Jiangnan's famous snacks, this is the frozen rice cake I made for a small trial, Sister Su will try it."

He opened the paper bag, and a small piece of frozen rice cake was white and crystal clear, exuding the faint fragrance of glutinous rice.

Su Jiu was stunned.

"Sister Su?"

The girl came back to her senses, and when she looked at him again, her clear eyes were full of liking.

She washed clothes and cooked meals for Xiao Tingchen for so many years, but she couldn't get him a word of thanks, let alone let him go to the kitchen to cook for her.

He was lazy all day long, and he was nicknamed "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen".

Rong Zheng was willing to make frozen rice cakes for her...

If she just admired this man before, now she is really tempted.

She shared the frozen rice cake with Rong Zheng, and she could not help curling up her bright red lips when she heard him talk about how embarrassed he was when he made the rice cake for the first time.

Fragments of Chunyang sprinkled from the gap between the peach blossoms, Su Jiu saw fine beads of sweat dripping from Rong Zheng's jade-like cheeks.

She took out the veil and gently wiped it off for him.

The girl's clean appearance was reflected in the man's eyes.

Four eyes facing each other.

The two hurriedly avoided their eyes, their cheeks were flushed.

After a long time, Rong Zheng seemed to finally muster up the courage, and fumbled to hold Su Jiu's hand.

Sitting motionless behind the big tree, Xiao Tingchen, with a dark face, intercepted Rong Zheng's hand from the middle.

So Rong Zheng squeezed Xiao Tingchen's hand tightly.

He rubbed that hand and smiled lightly, "Sister Su must be very diligent on weekdays."

Otherwise, why would there be so many calluses on the fingertips and palms?
Xiao Tingchen's other hand was holding Su Jiu's little hand.

The girl is shy, "Grandmother often teaches that girls should not be lazy at home, so they always have to practice piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. In addition, the fifth elder brother in the house is tricky, and ordinary cooks can't satisfy his appetite. I can only I often go to the kitchen to study recipes and cook for him.”

She felt that it was necessary for her to establish a gentle and virtuous appearance in front of Rong Zheng.

Su Jiu at that time was, after all, just a virgin girl.

She didn't know that even if she tried her best to live the way her sweetheart liked, but the other didn't like it, she still didn't like it after all.

"Fifth brother?" Rong Zheng was puzzled, "Is that Mr. Xiao?"

"Exactly."

Rong Zheng hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "Don't blame me for talking too much, that Young Master Xiao is actually a cruel master, did you know about the death of Qionglin Yantan Hualang?"

"I heard something."

"As far as I know, the murderer is Xiao Tingchen. He took refuge in the treacherous minister Wu Song, and Wu Song concealed the murder for him."

Su Jiu was surprised, "Why did he kill Tan Hua Lang?"

"Of course I can't figure out that kind of person's thoughts. It's just sister Su, you should stay away from him. The closer you are, the more you will be hurt."

Su Jiu looked complicated.

To Xiao Tingchen, she no longer knew what to say.

While pondering, he suddenly heard Rong Zheng cry out in pain.

She froze, "What's wrong?"

Rong Zheng looked at her in surprise, and quickly recovered his indifference, "It's nothing... maybe I was stung by a bug."

He saw that Su Jiu was just a frail girl, why did he squeeze his hand so hard just now?

Is it...

Does she still have Xiao Tingchen in her heart?

The handsome young master of the Rong family had a cold look in his eyes.

Gradually slanting to the west, Rong Zheng sent Su Jiu back to Duke Lu's mansion.

Xiao Tingchen sat alone on the tallest peach blossom tree, watched the carriage go away, and took a sip of wine indifferently.

The eyes are full of youth, and the mountains and rivers are infinite.

But none of them can match her.

What should I do to keep her by my side?
……

Su Jiu returned to Duke Lu's mansion, and as soon as he stepped into Jiangheting, he heard a burst of crying.

She took off the cloak and handed it to Bai Lu, and saw the old Mrs. Duchess and the people from the second room and the third room were rolling around in the hall of her embroidered building.

Her father, Lu Guogong, sat on the top seat, his face darkened.

Obviously, it must be because of the exposure of the 50 taels of arrears.

Su Jiu stepped forward, "Father already knows?"

Lu Guogong nodded, his two beards raised high, he was too angry to speak.

(End of this chapter)