The picture album is divided into categories, from simple to difficult, and is also bound with some decomposition steps...
Those analyzes are certainly not those of Jing Jiaren. They are those who have studied her paintings and written her painting style and personal characteristics next to them.
Jing Jiaren was so angry that she was also competing on how a person should draw.
Jing Jiaren pursed her lips, showed her her paintings, and taught her how to draw?
Let her hear her voice and teach her how to speak?
I feel like something is wrong, weird...
Later, the servant brought her music. She used to be able to not only paint and design clothes, but also write lyrics and music.
Of course, those songs were collected by Leng Lintian from various aspects and analyzed in various ways.
Jing Jiaren was lying on the bed, like a prisoner, being forced by the servants to look at these meaningless things all day long...
Either listen to her speak or listen to the music she composed.
The servant would sit in front of the piano and play for her...
She would frown if she made mistakes in some parts, or if she didn't play the piece with the emotion she expressed when she composed it.
Leng Lintian——
What exactly does he mean?
Later, Jing Jiaren felt that something was getting more and more wrong.
When the servants talk to her, they often give her some strange messages.
Just like now, Aunt Pan said while folding her clothes: "The young master is afraid that you will touch the water, so he has people surrounding the lake. You can't be as willful as before."
before?
It's as if Jing Jiaren has always lived here...
"By the way, the rose pricked your hand that day. The young master asked the gardener to cut off the thorns around the entire perimeter of the garden."
The day the rose pricked her hand?
Every time at this time, Jing Jiaren's mind flashed to the woman on the bridge who was carved out of the same mold as her.
She had a bold guess in her mind, but she thought it was fantastic.
How could there be women who looked exactly alike in this world? She looked so similar that she couldn't tell them apart...
Jing Jiaren was silent, suddenly wanting to dig out the truth.
"You know, the young master really cares about you!" Aunt Pan babbled.
Jing Jia's heart suffocated, so what did she care, her heart was not with him.
"Miss Jiaren, you have been quieter today. I see that your fever has gone down a lot. I will help you untie you and let you clean yourself in a moment." Aunt Pan took out a change of clothes and said, "You are not allowed to fool around anymore.
"
When Jing Jiaren heard that she could leave the bed, she nodded hurriedly.
For the past three days, she had to use diapers to urinate, and then the maid helped her clean her body.
Fortunately, she didn't eat anything and didn't want to stink. But now she couldn't bear it anymore.
Aunt Pan said happily: "Miss Jiaren is finally back to normal and is as well-behaved as before."
"..."
"I suspected that you were very irritated in the past two days. Was it because the young master took you to the amusement park and fell into the water, and you were really frightened."
Aunt Pan said with a smile, as if dealing with a child: "You are really still a child."
Jing Jiaren is a mother of two children, or a child?
"It's okay, it's okay, Master, I won't let anything happen to you." Aunt Pan soothed and untied her.
Jing Jiaren pursed her lips and felt astonished listening to every word Aunt Pan said.
There was a lot of doubt in her heart. These servants, Aunt Pan, including Leng Lintian... were not talking to her.
But she couldn't confirm it yet.
Before untying her, Aunt Pan was afraid that she would not be able to resist Jing Jiaren, so she called a few servants to come in and help her go to the bathroom.