Xiao Yi was used to being violent throughout his life and never knew how to treat someone well.
"How should I treat her well?"
This proud and surly man humbly asked someone for advice for the first time.
Xizhu expressed that he was very panicked and scared.
I'm afraid that if he doesn't speak well, I'll rip off his head.
Xizhu never felt safe around Xiao Yi, so she felt most at ease following her master.
He thought for a moment and answered seriously: "When I meet Concubine Wen in the future, I can be more polite to her."
Don't always do anything, Xi Zhu didn't dare to say this, and continued: "You can also give her some gifts to please her, so that Concubine Wen will change her view of you."
Give her a gift?
Xiao Yi lowered his eyes and looked at the half-painted portrait in front of him. He hesitated for a moment, then picked up the brush and continued painting. The painting was done smoothly and the portrait was quickly completed.
The woman above is lifelike and lifelike, and she was painted three-quarters vividly and seven-cents lifelike.
After a while, the ink on the portrait dried. Xiao Yi rolled it up and threw it to Xizhu, "I will give this painting to Wen Nianruan tomorrow. Just say it was painted by me and it was a gift for her."
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Xizhu was a little at a loss when holding the portrait. This painting was obviously intended to be given to Concubine Wen by the master, but now it was given to her by this master.
What's more, if Concubine Wen knew that this was a gift from me, she would definitely find it difficult to accept it.
Although he was in trouble, Xizhu did not dare to disobey Xiao Yi and had no choice but to comply.
Xiao Yi snorted, her expression less gloomy and more arrogant: "Why can she like Yun Chenan but not me? If she doesn't like me in the future, she will never want to be with Yun Chenan."
Together."
Forehead.
Xizhu was ashamed, it was the first time he saw this man look so awkward.
There are so many women in the Imperial Capital who like their master but don't like him, but I have never seen this man care so much. Why is he so concerned about Concubine Wen?
Xizhu was shocked, maybe this man is also interested in Concubine Wen.
But if you think about it carefully, this may not be a bad thing, but it depends on whether Concubine Wen accepts me. If she doesn't accept it, it will be difficult for her to get together with her master in the future.
After all, they are one.
Xizhu couldn't understand what was so special about Wen Nianruan that could make her master and father, two people with extreme personalities, fall in love with her at the same time.
But given the stiff relationship between me and Concubine Wen, there is a long way to go to win her favor.
In the middle of the night, there was a gentle breeze outside the window and a quiet night. Wen Nianruan was lying on the bed with his eyebrows furrowed, as if he was sleeping very uneasily.
The swaying curtains were just like her mood at the moment, swaying and unsettled.
Suddenly, a figure fell to the ground, and the passing wind lifted the curtains. Yun Chen sat beside the bed, gently wiping the sweat on Wen Nianruan's forehead with his sleeves.
"Ruanruan, I'm sorry."
The murmur was as soft as the wind, as if he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping person. Yun Chenan's eyes were filled with pity and guilt.
He took out a pill and put it in Wen Nianruan's mouth: "Be good, your body won't hurt after taking it."
This medicine can cure her internal injuries.
Wen Nianruan opened her mouth obediently, and the pill melted in her mouth. Suddenly, she opened her eyes and saw the man beside the bed. She lost consciousness for a moment and couldn't tell who he was.
"Chen'an?"
"Well, it's me."
The soft voice made Wen Nianruan's eyes turn red all of a sudden, and his misty eyes were filled with water: "Where have you been? I went to Yueyao Palace and couldn't find you. Xiao Yi bullied me again."
The soft tone contained endless grievances, which made Yun Chenan feel heartbroken.
He helped Wen Nianruan sit up, held her in his arms, and brushed her soft black hair: "I'm sorry Ruanruan, it's all my fault. If Ruanruan is energetic, you can hit me and scold me."
Wen Nianruan couldn't see the look of him blaming himself, and felt so soft-hearted: "I don't blame you, it's not your fault, it's all Xiao Yi."
Yun Chenan shook his head, still blaming himself: "His fault is my fault."
Wen Nianruan thought that as an elder brother, he had to take responsibility for his younger brother's faults. He just wanted to comfort him, but he lowered his eyes and found blood stains on Yun Chenan's sleeves. He immediately panicked: "Are you injured?!"
Yun Chenan's face changed slightly, and his pupils shrank almost imperceptibly. Before he could hide his sleeves, Wen Nianruan grabbed his wrist and opened his sleeves. There was a knife wound on his wrist, like a dagger.
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Wen Nianruan was shocked: "How did you do this?"
"It's okay, I just did it accidentally." Yun Chenan responded softly, panic flashing in his eyes.
Wen Nianruan pursed her lower lip, her eyes slightly darkened, she approached Yun Chenan and bit his chin lightly: "In front of me, you are very bad at lying."
"Soft."
Wen Nianruan's fingertips touched Yun Chenan's thin lips, as if she knew he had something to hide, and she didn't want to force him. Many times, she needed to let things take their own course.
"When you want to tell me, just tell me. I'm not in a hurry."
Yun Chenan kissed her fingertips gently: "Okay."
He knew that Wen Nianruan was very smart, but there were some things that he couldn't say yet and needed to be done step by step.
Half an hour later, Yun Chenan came out of Fuhua Palace. He covered his chest, his eyes were dark red, and his voice was cold: "Xiao Yi, if you bully her again, don't even think about coming out again in the future.
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In an instant, his eyes turned red, his hair slowly turned silver, and his eyebrows were filled with gloom and evil: "Yun Chen'an, do you dare to threaten me?"
Immediately, his face changed repeatedly, wandering between evil and gentle. He tapped acupuncture points on his chest twice, and his silver hair returned to black, and his eyes also turned black.
Yun Chenan gently curved his lips with a hint of ridicule: "Xiao Yi, do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
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After Yun Chenan left Fuhua Palace, Wen Nianruan lay on the bed tossing and turning, never falling asleep.
The wound on Yun Chenan's wrist was also scratched on Xiao Yi's wrist at the same location when she was in Yueyao Palace.
What is going on between Yun Chenan and Xiao Yi?
The next day, Wen Nianruan didn't sleep well all night and looked listless.
What happened last night gave her a headache. She was half lying on the chaise longue, her mind in confusion.
Qiu Bai came over, holding a scroll in his hand: "Madam, just now the guard of Xizhu sent a painting, saying it was a gift from Prince Ling Zhao."
When Qiu Bai thought that it was a gift from Xiao Yi, Qiu Bai felt that the scroll in his hand was a little hot.
Wen Nianruan didn't even answer the question, and spat out two words: "Throw it away."
She had not forgotten the round fan and hairpin that Xiao Yi had given her last time, and she was feeling cold all over.
Qiu Bai turned around and was about to throw it away, but Wen Nianruan's opened eyes called to her: "Wait a minute, open it first and see what the painting is."
Qiubai responded, opened the scroll, and looked at the portrait on it. Both of them were stunned for a moment.
All I can say is, it's really beautiful.
The painting is of Wen Nianruan, and her delicate and morbid appearance and pure desire for pity are all portrayed. It can be seen that Xiao Yi's painting skills are very exquisite.