Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 74 The first son, Fengluo Wutong

Chapter 74 The first son, Fengluo Wutong (4)
"I just think the scenery in this painting is so beautiful, so I couldn't help but look at it a few more times. I never thought that I would offend Third Sister. I... I'll just give it back to you." She looked at the bag in her hand with great reluctance. In the end, he actually handed the scroll to Qiu Mingyu.

Qiu Mingyu was a little surprised that she agreed to give the painting to herself so easily, but she, who was simple-minded, didn't think much about it, and immediately took it happily.

"You are wise." She opened the picture scroll, and what she saw was a pool of white lotus, standing tall, pure as snow, rosy in white, like fairies standing on the lake.The blue waves of the lake are rippling, and the spring breeze is warm and gentle, soothing on the green and clear lake, sweeping slowly and sparkling.

"It's so beautiful." She looked at the white lotus in the painting in amazement, her eyes almost obsessed.

Qiu Minglan's downcast eyes flicked across the sarcasm, and she scolded an idiot in her heart.

Qiu Mingyu naturally heard clearly what Qiu Minglan said just now, and it seemed that there was something different, but when Qiu Minglan mistakenly believed that the painting was made by herself, she didn't explain it, so she just took Xue Yuhua's painting as her own.Now looking at the beautiful scenery in the painting, she even ignored what Qiu Minglan was thinking.Until a familiar, playful and indifferent voice sounded from behind.

"What are the two sisters doing here?"

Qiu Mingyu was taken aback, then suddenly looked back, staring at Xue Yuhua who had come out of nowhere in surprise.Moments later, joy welled up in her eyes.

"Brother Hua." She called out sweetly, her hand was still opening the scroll, and she didn't realize that the painting was made by Xue Yuhua.

Qiu Minglan took two steps forward, politely bowing to Xue Yuhua.

"Cousin." She lowered her brows and narrowed her eyes, folded her hands on her waist, full of happiness, her voice was soft and quiet, her movements were elegant and dignified, fully expressing all the virtues of a lady.In comparison, Qiu Minglan was more reckless and out of control.

Xue Yuhua glanced at her lightly, his eyes were flat, and there was only a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Cousin is polite."

Qiu Minglan stood up, with a standard smile on her face, and said to Xue Yuhua very naturally: "Cousin also came to enjoy the scenery in the garden?"

Xue Yuhua glanced at Qiu Mingyu who was still holding the picture scroll in a daze, and said leisurely: "What is the third sister holding in her hand? Can you lend it to Brother Wei?"

Qiu Mingyu had been staring at Xue Yuhua obsessively, but at this moment when he heard him talking to her, her face blushed and then turned pale again, and she hurriedly put away the scroll, avoiding her eyes and not daring to look at him.

"No……"

Qiu Minglan came forward suddenly and took the conversation away.

"That's a painting by my third sister."

Qiu Mingyu turned pale.

Xue Yuhua raised his eyebrows, watching Qiu Mingyu's paler face with interest.

"Really? Then...can you show it to Brother Wei?"

Qiu Mingyu's face turned even paler, "I..." She held the scroll tightly, with a look of fear.

Xue Yuhua smiled calmly, "Is the third sister unwilling?"

"I...not..." Qiu Mingyu's knuckles holding the scroll began to turn white, and her feet subconsciously took a step back.

Qiu Minglan's eyes flickered, she quickly grabbed the scroll in her hand with her fingers, and said to Xue Yuhua with a smile: "How could it be? Cousin, you misunderstood. I have heard that my cousin's paintings are exquisite and have extraordinary charm. Just now, the third sister is still with me. Speaking of which, I want to show it to my cousin for tasting. Please don’t hesitate to give me your advice.” She walked up to Xue Yuhua gracefully, and handed the scroll to Xue Yuhua.

Xue Yuhua looked at her with deep eyes.He stretched out his hand to take it, but Qiu Mingyu, who suddenly came back to his senses, grabbed it and hugged her tightly.

"Can't!"

Qiu Minglan and Xue Yuhua turned their heads to look at her at the same time, the former had a faint mocking smile in his eyes.The latter's expression was indifferent and unpredictable.

"Third Sister?" Qiu Minglan looked at her in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Xue Yuhua didn't speak, but his eyes turned cold.The coldness spread to the bottom of the eyes, and even the air condensed a little.Qiu Minglan couldn't help turning her face pale, she always felt that Xue Yuhua's coldness was not only towards Third Sister alone.Could it be...

Even though Qiu Mingyu was dull, she was startled by the obvious coldness in Xue Yuhua's eyes at this time, and took a few steps back again.

"I... no, cousin..."

Xue Yuhua suddenly smiled again, "The day before yesterday I heard from my aunt that the third younger sister is quite good at calligraphy and painting, and I was curious to observe it. It's a pity..." At this point, his eyes darkened, he seemed a little lonely, and his tone seemed to be self-conscious. Talk to yourself.

"There is no elegant thing in life than making wine and tea, with a beautiful woman by your side, adding fragrance to your red sleeves, reciting poems and paintings, composing music and lyrics... If you can get a confidante, you will die."

Some mutterings to himself were frivolous words, enough to make those who heard them feel ashamed and angry, and shouted at the prodigal son and the thief.However, what came out of his mouth was so lingering and pathetic that it made people blush and palpitate.

Qiu Minglan's cheeks were already flushed, her eyes were intoxicating and blurred, her heart was beating non-stop.It was a miracle that Qiu Mingyu was not confused by Xue Yuhua this time. She was in a state of panic at this time, and her mind was full of thoughts that Xue Yuhua should not see the painting in her hand.After some thought, she had an idea.

"Cousin, it's not that I won't show it to you. It's just..." She rolled her eyes and said with a guilty conscience: "This painting is not finished yet, and there are some omissions. If cousin wants to see it, can you wait a few more days?"

Xue Yuhua smiled, "Oh? Really? I happen to know a little about calligraphy and painting, so I wonder if my cousin can..."

"Do not--"

"Yuhua, you're here too."

The Da Furen's sudden voice interrupted Qiu Mingyu's subconscious refusal, she raised her head abruptly, only to see the Da Furen came hurriedly with her maid, her expression still anxious.

Qiu Minglan's heart sank, and the hand in her sleeve was slightly bent.

"Mother, why are you here?" As soon as Qiu Mingyu saw the eldest lady, she immediately ran over as if seeing a savior, and she was relieved.

Xue Yuhua's eyes flashed, and he saluted the eldest lady respectfully.

"My nephew has seen my aunt." Ordinarily, as the son of Xue Guohou's mansion, there is no need to salute the eldest lady.But the eldest lady is his elder, and as a junior, these vain etiquettes are unavoidable.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Da Furen's mouth, "My family, you don't need to be so polite." She turned around, and lovingly touched Qiu Mingyu's head. The sharpness in her eyes made Qiu Mingyu a little scared.

"mother……"

The eldest lady's sharpness was only for a moment, and in front of Xue Yuhua, she naturally would not scold her daughter, but instead put a smile on her face.

"Didn't you say you want to learn to embroider double-sided embroidery last time, have you learned it?"

Knowing that her mother was stepping down the steps for her, Qiu Mingyu immediately borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, and shook her head hastily.

(End of this chapter)

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