famous concubine

Chapter 383
"Little Miss, why are you drawing your own back?" Rouge stuttered as she asked, because she couldn't believe what she saw with her own eyes, how could anyone draw her own back like this, this weird situation No matter how you say it, it makes people feel hairy.

Dongfangyu made an exception and ignored the rouge, but slowly dried the ink, then quickly rolled up the painting, handed it to Xia Xue, and said without emotion: "Xia Xue, send this painting to Duan immediately." In the hands of Xiling, she must confirm with her own eyes, whether she has seen this figure from the back a few months ago?"

Xia Xue saw that although her face was smiling, but the corners of her eyes and brows were tinged with a shocking coldness, and the expression on her brows actually contained an incomprehensible solemnity and anger, she immediately didn't dare to hesitate any longer, took the painting Immediately turned around and swept away.

An hour later, Xia Xue returned to Luyi Garden with the emotionally tense painting in her arms.

"Miss Yu, I found Miss Duan to confirm it personally. She said that a few months ago, when she saw the person who mistakenly thought it was you, the back was painted like this. She also said that there was absolutely no mistake, because that kind of The weird feeling has been lingering in her heart for several months, and the doubts in her heart were only completely resolved after seeing you later."

"Well, I see, you take this painting and burn it." After hearing Xia Xue's return, Dongfang Yu's tone was very cold, and even his expression returned to his usual smiling and indifferent appearance. Falling into the fog, I couldn't figure out the north for a long time.

"Burn?" Yan Zhi was in a hurry, although she didn't know what was wrong with this painting, but after all, it was the young lady herself, so how could it be burned! "Miss, this painting can't be burned. It's your own painting... It's unlucky to burn it! If you don't want to see it, you can leave it to the maidservant for safekeeping."

Dongfang Yu opened her mouth, just about to deny that the painting was not about her, but after thinking about it for a while, she suddenly changed her mind and said lightly: "Forget it, take that rouge off and put it away, don't worry." Don't let others see it."

Rouge looked at the stunning girl with strange eyes, she always felt that something was wrong with Dongfangyu today; usually Dongfangyu draws a lot of paintings, and I have never seen Dongfangyu so nervous that she even told her not to let others see it.

Yan Zhi took the painting from Xia Xue's hand, unfolded it and observed it carefully for a while, she found that she couldn't see anything weird, so she rolled it up carefully, and kept the painting tightly according to the instructions of the Oriental language.

"Xia Xue, ask someone to inquire about everything about Geng Yannuan, the eldest lady of the Geng family, as soon as possible, the more detailed the better."

Xia Xue was stunned for a moment, she was really confused, she couldn't be blamed for not being able to keep up with the Oriental language, it can only be said that the jumpy way of thinking that the Oriental language is used to makes people really overwhelmed.

"Okay, Miss Yu, I'll send someone to do it right away."

Despite the lingering doubts, Xia Xue has such an advantage. She knows when to ask and what not to ask.

When Xia Xue came back, the sky was already getting dark. Dongfang Yu took the information she handed over, glanced at the cold girl with a slightly tired expression, and said lightly: "Okay, Xia Xue, you change your clothes, and take care of yourself." Go eat and rest, and do other things tomorrow."

Dongfangyu couldn't allow Xia Xue to refuse, so he pushed her out. At this moment, besides understanding the information quietly, she also had to think carefully about what to do next.

Night, long or short, depends on who it is.

For a young girl who is full of spring and misses her lover all the time, this long night is a long and painful time.

"Xiaoman, did he have a letter today?" In the corner of the Geng Mansion garden, the girl with delicate features stood up a little restlessly, ignoring the swinging swing with her eyes, and stretched her neck to look up at the high wall.

"Miss, it's only [-] o'clock, Master Dongfang won't send a letter at this time." The maid named Xiaoman looked at her miss who was eager to miss her, and sighed helplessly.

"Hey, why does time go by so slowly? It's been a long time before Chenshi has passed?" The girl sighed boredly, her eyes glanced at the high wall, and she sat on the swing with a distressed expression. On the shelf, swinging listlessly on the swing.

"You live in the south of the imperial capital, and I live in the north of the imperial capital, drinking water from the same river, thinking about you every day if you don't see you..."

"Mountains have trees, and trees have branches; I am pleased with you, but you don't know..."

"Love knows that dreams are useless, when is it not a dream..."

"Relentless is not as passionate as suffering, and an inch is worth tens of thousands of strands..."

Before she knew it, the lonely girl was swinging on the swing, her red lips were slightly parted, but she recited the poems from her lover's heartfelt and sincere love one by one.

She suddenly hated this high wall, it was all separated by this wall, such a short distance, but it separated her from him, and he could only lament silently every day, in the dark of night, taking advantage of no one... In the sky of attention, I secretly turned every inch of my heart into words and sentences that condensed thousands of words and expressed my heart.

Fold it into the note of hope, use special ink as the material, and quietly pass the lovesickness that is deep and strong enough to burn her tenderness into her hands.

As she thought about it, she felt that sweetness was wrapped in endless bitterness, and a hatred suddenly arose in her heart, which she had never experienced before, hatred towards her elder brother; if it wasn't for the elder brother, why would her parents As for using her marriage as a bargaining chip to make her and him clearly love each other, but they have to be separated from this high wall by the annoying reality.

Geng Yan was swinging on the swing warmly, sweetness appeared on his delicate and pretty face at one moment, extremely distressed at another, and annoyed and coquettish at the same time...

The bright sky was gradually mixed with a layer of gray in her bewildered and silly expression, and then slowly and quietly sprinkled with black ink, the sky was completely darkened in her endless thoughts.

On this day, in order to be able to see Dongfang Xian's heartfelt love poems written by Dongfang Xian at the first time, she stayed on the swing frame in the corner of the garden, never leaving even half a step, even lunch and dinner. It was a quick bite in the garden.

However, seeing that the sky was completely dark as ink, and based on the time in the past, the man who also admired her should have appeared on the other side of the high wall long ago, and put his love for him on the paper with the fragrance of ink. , loaded into her palm and sweetened in her heart.

Geng Yannuan was full of disappointment in his anxiety, and worried in his disappointment. At one moment, he was complaining why he didn't show up after the delay; at another moment, he was full of worries, whether something happened to him, so he couldn't show up on time...

She began to walk back and forth anxiously within the enclosure, the originally green and lush grass under her feet, because of her walking back and forth, turned into a droopy withered yellow in this day.

(End of this chapter)