The little friend is very fierce

Chapter 212 The thorn in the heart, the person in the painting 1
"I don't have any affection for Yin Hua." Gong Ruxiao frowned slightly, but still explained: "Could it be possible that the servants in every room are affectionate? Don't get entangled in such trivial matters."

"Where am I entangled? It's obvious that you miss her!" An Chuyun finally couldn't hold back the tears, and said: "I just mentioned a word and you said her name. How can she be a waiter in your courtyard?" Your servant girl? You can’t exaggerate the young lady. Don’t lie to me, if it wasn’t for her kindness, how could she have made so many paintings for you? And you still treasure it to this day!”

Hearing this topic, Gong Ru smiled obviously a little unhappy: "Yun'er, I explained to you that her painting was only discovered today, and it happened that you came to see it. I said that I have nothing to do with her, do you believe it?" Believe it or not, I can't prove it any more."

Yeah, he couldn't prove it.

Gong Ruxiao never thought that ordering someone to tidy up the house where Yin Hua used to live would result in so many paintings.

At that time, the cleaning servant came to him with the painting in his arms and asked how to deal with it.
Gong Ruxiao originally wanted to say that it should be burned directly, but saw that the servant's expression was a little hesitant to speak.

He went to open one of the scrolls with doubts, but saw that it was him painted on it!

The servant was holding more than a dozen scrolls, Gong Ru smiled and opened four or five scrolls in a row, but saw him on every scroll.

He who sits and reads a book, he who stands and admires the scenery, he who hangs his head down and plays chess, he who checks the ledger...

He is on every painting, and the artist's intention and seriousness flow out from the tip of the pen.

Gong Ru looked at his painting with a smile, but couldn't think of when Yin Hua painted it.

There was something faint in his heart, but he didn't want to think about it.

For example, why did she draw so many of herself?
He looked at the slave and asked, "How many more paintings are there?"

The slave said: "Back to the young master, that's all that's complete, everything else is incomplete."

"I see, these paintings..." Before Gong Ru could finish his orders with a smile, An Chuyun led someone over.

He watched her approaching in surprise, forgetting words for a moment.

And An Chuyun's expression was obviously a little shy, more like coming over in one go, and then he didn't know what to say.

The two were relatively silent for a moment.

Then, in order to ease the atmosphere, An Chuyun turned to look at the slave holding the painting scroll and said, "Which famous artist belong to so many paintings? Let me see."

Gong Ru smiled as if waking up from a dream, and tried to stop it, but saw that she had already got a scroll.

"It's not a painting by a famous artist." As he spoke, he took the painting out of her hand, put it in the slave's hand and said, "Burn it."

"Wait!" An Chuyun raised his eyes and looked at Gong Ru with a smile, sized it up, and said with a light smile, "Since it's about to be burned, why don't I take a look at it?"

As she spoke, she pulled out a scroll from the slave's hand again, and slowly opened it.

All the scrolls were opened, and she saw the painting on it, the people in the painting.

Gong Ru smiled.

Open another scroll, still Gong Ruxiao.

Gong Ruxiao, every painting is Gong Ruxiao!
All kinds of Gong Ruxiao, Gong Ruxiao at various times.

An Chuyun looked at the painting, looked up at Gong Ru with a smile, and asked, "Who drew this for you?"

"No." Gong Ru said with a smile, "It's just someone else's graffiti."

"Graffiti?" An Chuyun smiled and said, "Can there be such a careful graffiti? The person who painted for you has a deep affection for you!"

(End of this chapter)