The domineering rebirth of the super queen

Chapter 177 I Like You (2)
"Sister Qing!" Lu Xingxin stood up, flung himself over lightly, almost plunged into Xie Qinghuan's arms, and shook her arm coquettishly, "Just tell me to be careful!"

Xie Qinghuan glanced at Lu Xin, the corner of her mouth twitched.

"Miss Xie." Lu Ziyun smiled lightly. He was originally handsome, but now he smiled from the heart, making his whole face even more dazzling.He looked at Xie Qinghuan warmly, and after a moment of silence, he said slowly, "You seem to—"

When Windy heard him speak, he didn't dare to show his breath. Judging from his address, he and Huanhuan didn't seem to be that close, but the second half of the sentence sounded a bit wrong.

Just as she was thinking this way, she heard Lu Ziyun say again: "I'm a little thinner."

Uh, Lu Qiye's tone is really... Windy was stunned for a moment, since ancient times, there has been a lot of attention to the greetings between people, what should be the nodding acquaintance, what should be the deep friendship, cannot be generalized.

Xie Qinghuan frowned slightly when she heard that.She was in a high position before, and she didn't greet people very much, even if someone claimed to be an elder in front of her, she wouldn't say that, otherwise the people who served her would commit suicide and apologize, so she just told her to take care of her body.

Now her status is a bit embarrassing, but she upholds the education she has received in her heart and never underestimates herself.However, since it was Lu Ziyun who spoke, the situation is a bit different and cannot be ignored, so he pondered for a while and replied cautiously: "Thank you for your concern."

Ah.Lu Ziyun looked at the inconspicuous embarrassment and trouble between Xie Qinghuan's eyebrows, smiled silently, and raised his hand to greet Lu Xiaoxin: "Be careful, take out the thank you gift to Miss Xie."

"Oh." Lu Xiaoxin hugged Xie Qinghuan's arm, and half dragged her to the table to sit down, "Sister Qing, sit down! That sister over there, come and sit too, there are no outsiders here, you don't have to be so Restricted."

Windy listened to Lu Xiaoxin's words, with a hint of surprise on her face, she glanced at Xie Qinghuan, saw that her face remained unchanged and did not express anything, so she had to go over and sit down next to Xie Qinghuan.

Lu carefully turned around, came over from the small table on the side with a large bag of things, and piled his brains in front of Xie Qinghuan, and said with a smile: "Sister Qing, these are all for you."

Xie Qinghuan looked at the colorful wrapping papers silently, even the corners of Lu Ziyun's mouth twitched, and asked helplessly, "Be careful, what are these things?"

"These are all my favorite snacks, my favorite DVDs, and game CDs I like to play. Good things should be shared with good friends." Lu Xiaoxiao said with an innocent face, and pulled it casually , "Ah, what about the things you prepared, Qiye?"

Lu Xinxin blinked her eyes, turned back to the little boy, muttered a few words in her mouth, squatted down, and groped under the little boy, and finally found a scroll after a while, she stood up, cautiously Blowing on the non-existent dust, he grinned: "Oh, I thought I lost it."

While talking, she walked back to the table and handed the scroll in her hand to Xie Qinghuan: "If you give something else, Sister Qing will probably think it's vulgar and won't accept it, right? Then take a look at this, Sister Qing will definitely like it of."

Xie Qinghuan slightly raised her eyebrows, pulled the ribbon and bow tied to the scroll, and slowly unfolded the scroll on the table. When the content on the scroll appeared in front of her eyes, her eyes suddenly sank: "Huh? This is——"

Her voice was soft, but full of surprise. Windy didn't know, so she stretched her neck and took a look, only to see that the scroll was a painting with splashed ink. Windy didn't have much research on traditional Chinese painting landscapes, so she had no right to speak, and just looked at Xie Qinghuan suspiciously.

Xie Qinghuan lightly moved her fingers, and the scroll was completely unfolded. What appeared in front of her was a pair of ink plums. The brushstrokes were chic and elegant, and it was the brushwork and style she was most familiar with. Her style is more lonely.

Xie Qinghuan was slightly taken aback, then took a deep breath, calmed down, looked at the lower right corner of the scroll, and indeed saw a small seal, and time aside, the word "holding the festival" shocked her mind.

Xie Jing, courtesy name Chijie, No. 70 of Dayong Xie family, eighth-generation patriarch, No. 1 of Jiuyao celebrity, emperor teacher of Xuande and Xuanwen dynasties.

The Xie family has never been short of smart people, and Xie Jing is the smartest among smart people.

He is Xie Qinghuan's grandfather.

What a keen person Lu Ziyun was, he could tell at a glance that there was no surprise in Xie Qinghuan's eyes.He gave her this scroll because he saw an old puppet in Xie Qinghuan's house, so he concluded that she was a nostalgic person.I also saw that she was still keeping the small gift Xiao Langyue gave her ten years ago, obviously she is a person who values ​​other people's wishes.Secondly, it is his own selfishness, the scroll itself is his beloved, and giving it to someone he likes is almost like entrusting his own heart.

But when he saw Xie Qinghuan's eyes were scrutinizing and probing, and his expression was a bit complicated, he couldn't help asking: "Miss Xie?"

Xie Qinghuan raised his eyelids, and his indifferent eyes fell on his face: "How could Mr. Lu have this painting?" My grandfather was very knowledgeable and very casual, but he rarely left calligraphy.Dayong has been in peace for many years, and the atmosphere of literature and art is very strong. Excellent poems, calligraphy and paintings have been produced, and many schools of thought contend.Grandfather became famous at a young age, and every time calligraphy was handed down to the world, there would be some disturbances. Later, grandfather got tired of it and decided not to pass it on.

Even if a person's temperament is changed in time and space, it will not change much.And this time and space's pursuit of authentic works of celebrities is no less than Dayong's. There is no reason for his grandfather to give away his works casually and use his seal.

Lu Ziyun said lightly: "I used to learn painting from Mr. Chi Jie. This is a gift he gave me before he left."

"You..." Xie Qinghuan narrowed her eyes slightly, and took a closer look at Lu Ziyun, vaguely suspicious, "Is it a disciplined disciple?"

"It can't be regarded as a disciple. Mr. Chijie became famous early. He accepted a disciple when he was very young. Some unpleasant things happened. He swore an oath that he would never accept another disciple. Although I followed him to learn painting, the name is still considered a No master or apprentice." Lu Ziyun was a little surprised by the title of "gong", but he still explained patiently.

"If he is willing to teach you, he admits that you are his disciple." Xie Qinghuan looked at Lu Ziyun with complicated eyes.In Dayong, as the emperor's teacher, my grandfather no longer has other disciples. Who in the world is blessed to be in the same sect as the emperor?Xie Qinghuan, who was personally raised by him, was able to secure the position of Patriarch at an early age. Apart from her orthodox birth, another important factor was that she was from the same family as the emperor. The seniority among them was a little messed up, but the names of the same family were always different. That's right.

Xie Qinghuan originally thought that his grandfather might be from this era, but he was not sure of his name in this era, and because of his respect for ancestors, he did not investigate in detail.Now that I suddenly saw the handwriting of my grandfather's calligraphy, and suddenly had a fellow disciple, how could my mood not be complicated.

(End of this chapter)