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"Sister, if you have time, please draw a few more paintings by Gu Yanting. The weather has been bad recently and the paper is not easy to preserve. I'm afraid it will get damaged."
In the evening, Song Qiuse came again to ask Song Wan to paint.
She still had a smile on her face, her eyebrows were curved and bright, but Song Wan smelled a faint smell of blood from her body and felt that her mood was lower than the previous days.
"I have a way to protect the painting from corrosion. You can bring the painting to me and I will take care of it before giving it to you."
As Song Wan spoke, he poured a cup of tea for Song Qiuse and put it into her hand.
The tea had been brewed not long ago, and steam was coming out. Song Qiuse lowered his head and saw his blurry face in the reflection of the tea, like a ghost and no longer human.
Song Qiuse blinked and said, "I have already hung up the painting. My sister has nothing to do with her time. Just help me paint a few more paintings. Think of it as a wedding gift for me."
Before the Song family was confiscated, Song Wan had already saved a lot of personal money and bought Song Qiuse a set of exquisite gold jewelry. He had the same mentality as Wei Yuan when he gave Song Wan something. Song Wan thought the jewelry was beautiful and urgent. Time can be sold for money, which is very practical.
It¡¯s a pity that those things were eventually collected, and Song Qiuse didn¡¯t even take a look at them.
Song Wan's throat was severely choked, and he said softly: "I can draw pictures, but the gift for you can't be so shabby. Just wait, I will make up for it in a while."
Those jewelry were all designed by Song Wan himself, and she remembered the styles, but she didn¡¯t know if there were any craftsmen in Muzhou City who could create such exquisite jewelry.
Seeing that Song Wan had admitted the truth, Song Qiuse bent her eyes and said with a smile: "I am just teasing my sister. I am an adult, so how can I care about this."
What¡¯s more, this is nothing to celebrate.
When Xu Yingqing dies, that will be a gratifying thing.
Song Qiuse held the cup of tea and took two sips, her expression was a little comfortable, as if the cup of tea was delicious.
The moment she raised her hand, Song Wan noticed a small cut on her right wrist. What came out of the cut was not bright red blood, but a thick white and somewhat viscous liquid.
"Sese, are you injured?"
Song Wan suppressed his shock and asked softly. Song Qiuse immediately blocked his wrist and said with a straight face: "It's okay. I just got scratched accidentally. It will be fine in two days."
Song Qiuse¡¯s reaction made Song Wan sure that she had read it right.
"Sese was injured, but there was no bleeding from the wound. What was that white liquid?"
Song Qiuse put down the cup and said, "It's time for dinner. I have to wait on you. My sister remembers to draw a few more pictures when she has time."
After saying this, Song Qiuse turned and left.
Song Wan looked at the cup of tea and clenched his fists unconsciously.
What exactly did Sese experience in Muzhou? Can her body ever return to normal?
Before Song Wan could figure out what happened to Song Qiuse, another incident happened in the state capital the next day.
Mrs. Xu is dead.
Song Wan knew that it was not the servants who informed her of this matter, but when she and Chu Yichen went out to buy drawing paper, they saw the coffin carried by the servants.
Song Wan didn't know at first that the person in the coffin was Mrs. Xu. When the servants saw her and Chu Yichen, they carried the coffin and moved aside. The person in charge of scattering paper money in front said apologetically: "Two noble ladies, please Don't be surprised, the kids originally wanted to go out through the back door, but they didn't expect that the coffin was a little big and difficult to carry out, so they had to go out through the front door. The two of you have noble aura to protect you, so you will definitely not be affected by evil spirits. "
Death is the most important thing, and Song Wan has never seen a dead person make way for a living person.
She couldn¡¯t help but ask: ¡°Who is in the coffin?¡±
The man smiled apologetically and said, "She's my wife."
Song Wan was slightly surprised, and then asked: "Madam is Master Xu's wife, why didn't you set up a mourning hall for her in the house after her death?"
Even if she is a concubine, she should not just have her body carried out in a coffin.
What¡¯s more, the coffin is made of very ordinary wood and has dust on it, as if it had been prepared long ago in anticipation of Mrs. Xu¡¯s death.
To Xu Yingqing, this first wife seemed worse than a dog.
Song Wan was a little angry. She knew Xu Yingqing's character was not good, but she didn't expect him to be so capable.
¡°This is true for his wife who has been with him for many years. If there is a conflict of interest, wouldn¡¯t everyone else fall victim to his pursuit of interests?
?nbsp; Chu Yichen suddenly spoke, and Song Wan trembled in fright. A drop of thick ink fell on the paper, ruining the picture.
Song Wan hurriedly put the pen aside, and then realized that the portrait she drew was colder and sharper than before, with a domineering air. It was not the person she had painted many times, but Gu Yanting.
Chu Yichen was still standing nearby. Song Wan felt a little hot for no reason. He crumpled the drawing paper into a ball in a panic and threw it into the bamboo basket next to him.
Chu Yichen's eyes followed the ball of drawing paper, then returned to Song Wan's face, and said calmly: "It's getting late, you are still injured, please rest early."
After saying that, go to the inner room and lie down.
Song Wan spread a new piece of paper and started painting again.
Song Wan has not yet seen the full picture of how many forces Wei Heng has secretly cultivated in Hanjing. There is a high possibility that the owner behind the bookstore in Muzhou is Wei Heng. They were probably just helping Wei Heng collect some information. As for They might not know what Xu Yingqing was doing behind his back, otherwise Wei Heng would not have allowed Xu Yingqing to associate with Sasu.
Judging from the best case scenario, Wei Heng already knew that she and Chu Yichen were in Muzhou, so it should be inferred that Zhao Ying wanted to rebel and usurp the throne. Zhao Qing could be prepared in advance so that he would not be caught off guard in the end.
"But Song Wan still doesn't know what Xu Yingqing and Sasu are doing behind the scenes. If he scares the snake too early, he is afraid that there will be endless troubles.
We have to find a way to make them stay put until they find out the details of Xu Yingqing and Sasu.
Thinking like this, the portrait in the painting has taken shape, restoring the elegance and tranquility of the person in the painting, but there is still an imperceptible sharpness in the corners of the eyes.
Still unconsciously added Gu Yanting¡¯s shadow.
Song Wan put down his pen and looked into the eyes of the person in the painting.
If Zhao Qing knew that Zhao Ying was going to rebel, who would he send to Muzhou to suppress the rebellion? If Gu Yanting knew that she was abducted by Chu Yichen and had been in the same room with Chu Yichen for so many days, would he have a grudge?
Song Wan was lost in thought when a sound came from inside.
Song Wan subconsciously wanted to go in and take a look. Remembering the injury on his neck, he turned over and grabbed the inkstone and held it in his hand.
As soon as he finished doing this, Chu Yichen walked out of the room.
Wearing only his underwear, with his hair disheveled, he walked straight outside without looking at Song Wan, as if he was going out.
"Chu Yichen?"
Song called out, but Chu Yichen didn't respond, his eyes were empty and lifeless.
Sleepwalking?
Song Wan had never heard that Chu Yichen had this kind of disease. Thinking of all the weird things happening in the state capital recently, Song Wan did not stop Chu Yichen and went out with him with the inkstone.
There were no lights on in the state capital tonight, and the dark clouds blocked the moonlight. It was pitch black when they stepped out. However, Chu Yichen was not affected at all and strode forward. Song Wan had a little difficulty following, I almost fell down several times.
Not long after, Chu Yichen stopped and the dark clouds dispersed at this moment.
By the moonlight, Song Wan could tell that they were at the waterside pavilion.
The place where I last talked with Sasu.
Chu Yichen stopped at the door, wondering if he was thinking about something. After a while, he turned around and looked at where Song Wan was hiding.
His eyes were still empty, but Song Wan knew that he was looking at her.
Or maybe the person controlling him behind the scenes is looking at her.
This scene was very strange for Song Wan. She had nothing else in her hand, only an inkstone to defend herself. She was extremely frightened, but she did not scream or run away.
"come over."
When Song Wan heard Chu Yichen say this, his voice was different from his usual gentleness. His voice was rigid, like a puppet on strings, just like Mrs. Xu at the dinner party.
Song Wan grabbed the inkstone in his hand, gritted his teeth and walked to Chu Yichen.
Chu Yichen led her into the waterside pavilion.
There were no lights in the waterside pavilion, and everything was pitch dark. As soon as you walked in, a cold, damp air hit your face, making your back feel chilly, and the hairs all over your body stood up one by one.
Song Wan was so nervous that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
She has been timid since she was a child, afraid of the dark, pain, and all kinds of insects, ants, birds, and beasts. When she was in Lizhou, her mother accompanied her. After returning to Hanjing, Gu Yanting also accompanied her most of the time. Now Although her son Chu Yichen was by his side, Song Wan knew very well that she was the only one who really walked in here.
Why did Sasu lure her here? Are you going to kill her? Still want to ask about the man in the painting?
Just as he was thinking about it, a drop of something wet fell on his face. Song Wan was so frightened that he almost lost his soul and smashed out the inkstone in his hand with all his strength.
There was a muffled sound, and I didn¡¯t know what it hit.
Song Wan gasped for air, her heart ached because she was too nervous. She didn't dare to touch her face. She pretended to be calm and asked: "Miss Sasu, I'm already here. Isn't it time for you to show up too?" ( Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)sp; There was a muffled sound, and I didn¡¯t know what it hit.
Song Wan gasped for air, her heart ached because she was too nervous. She didn't dare to touch anything on her face. She pretended to be calm and asked: "Miss Sasu, I'm already here. Isn't it time for you to show up too?" ( Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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