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Chapter 106 Elixir! (3)

Elixir! (3)

Noticing the closed door opposite, Yun Chu slightly raised his eyebrows, "Is His Royal Highness here?!"

"It seems that I went to Jinyuan early in the morning!" Yu'er said.

Yun Chu nodded lightly and didn't say anything more.

The master and servant continued to walk towards the back garden, and the little white wolf sniffed at the door of Shen Fengchu's room opposite, and let go of his steps to chase Yun Chu.

Opposite, inside the closed door.

Chen Qi stood cautiously by the side of the bed, while Shen Fengchu sat cross-legged on the bed, his jade-like face was as bright red as if dyed with rouge at this moment, the phoenix birthmark between his eyebrows became more and more alluring, as if it was about to bleed Come.

In the back garden, hundreds of flowers are blooming, the sun is warm and the breeze is cool, it is indescribably pleasant.

Yu'er pushed Yun Chu under a flowering tree, squinted at the sky, and also admired, "This garden is really elegant, and these peonies are not inferior to those in the front yard!"

"Yes!" Yun Chu leaned on the back of the chair, "However, I still prefer Linhai City!"

Although the embroidery garden is beautiful, it is full of dangers. Compared with the prosperity of Fengtian City, she prefers the carefree days in Linhai City.

Yu'er reached for the storage bag behind the wheelchair, but it was empty, and then remembered that she was in a hurry, forgot to bring water and food, and hurriedly said, "Girl, sit down, I'll get you some tea and water." !"

Yu'er's figure gradually faded away, Xiaobai beside the wheelchair sniffed lightly, stared at the flowers obliquely opposite, bowed his body and raised his tail, and let out a few demonstrative growls from his throat.

Knowing that it had discovered something, Yun Chu stared at the flowers obliquely opposite, tightened his muscles, and raised his voice, "Who's in there?!"

Behind the flowers, there was a small sound, and then a figure picked up the flower branches and walked out from behind the flower tree.

The man was wearing a dark blue old cloth robe, holding a pair of large shears in his left hand, and a bamboo basket in his right hand. In the basket were some flower branches and weeds cut from under the tree.

It is none other than Murong Jinglun.

Yun Chu glanced at the basket in his hand, "Cut flowers?!"

"Yes!" Murong Jinglun put down the basket in his hand, and casually raised his hand to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, "Jinglun has been pruning branches among the flowers, but he has never found Her Royal Highness, and I have disturbed you, please forgive me!"

"This is your job, what's your fault?" Yun Chu looked at the flower tree behind him, "I used to only read the books of sages, but I didn't expect you to know gardening?!"

"An old saying goes: There is Yan Ruyu in a book, and a house of gold in a book. If you read a lot of books, you will naturally understand more things. Besides, my mother has always liked to grow flowers and weeds. I often watched her weeding and pruning since I was a child. It's more or less influenced by my ears and eyes!" Murong Jinglun bowed to her and bowed, "The villain still has a job, so excuse me for now!"

He stooped to pick up the basket and was about to leave, but something rolled out of his sleeve and landed on the grass.

That thing is not someone else, but a scrolling scroll. As soon as the scroll hits the ground, it immediately unfurls with the wind, revealing the unfinished images inside.

A look of panic flashed across Murong Jinglun's face, and he hurriedly bent down, trying to put away the painting on the grass in a panic, but a gust of wind just happened to blow over, and the drawing paper was blown up and landed at Yun Chu's feet.

On the drawing paper, the fine brushwork is beautiful, but it is a portrait.

The man was leaning sideways on the carriage, his posture was lazy, his right hand was drooping casually, his long skirt and hair fluttered slightly, the painter was obviously a master at this, he only used simple lines to outline a lifelike figure figure.

"Is this me?!" Yun Chu asked while staring at the painting in front of him.

(End of this chapter)