Chapter 645: The good daughter-in-law that Wan Chun likes

Yi'er has a cold temperament. He only studies and practices every day. No one cares about his eyes except Mianmian.

In his eyes, he had never been in contact with Cheng Wan'er.

But in Cheng Wan'er's eyes, they had passed each other countless times in the past few years.

The same spring wind blew through their hair.

In the winter, the same snowflake fell across their shoulders.

Yi'er's book fell and she picked it up for him. ?.?????.ℂ??

Yi'er occasionally caught wind and cold, so she helped Mianmian deliver medicine, and even gave him medicine when no one was around.

His hot fingers lightly touched her fingertips, scaring her so much that she didn't dare to appear in front of her for several days.

She had a low self-esteem since she was a child because her parents didn't like her. Even the daughter of the prime minister's family felt that she was not worthy of the prince.

So hide this feeling in your heart.

Fortunately, Mianmian noticed it and mentioned it to Du Wanchun.

Du Wanchun looked at her blushing face just now and couldn't help but get a glimpse of the girl's thoughts.

After the lotus painting was completed, Cheng Wan'er picked it up and handed it to Du Wanchun, "My dear, look, what do you think of this painting?"

Du Wanchun looked up and saw a lonely white lotus blooming on a green lotus leaf.

The white lotus petals are transparent, as if a newly picked flower is gently placed on the white paper.

She smiled and said: "This painting is really good. I will give it to Yi'er tomorrow."

Cheng Wan'er looked shocked. She thought the painting was used to decorate Yi'er's clothes, but she didn't expect that it was given to him directly.

The thought of him receiving his painting made his heart beat fast.

Mianmian came over and said with a smile: "Mother, I will go with you to see you off tomorrow."

Du Wanchun winked at Lian Mian, arched his eyebrows and nodded.

Cheng Wan'er didn't know what they meant and looked confused.

Du Wanchun then asked her to draw two more paintings, one of orchids and one of laurel.

The appearance of orchids is reserved for Zhou Ruiyuan.

Laurel's is reserved for Xiao Mianmian.

As for Yuer and Feifei, Cheng Waner was temporarily asked to draw peach blossoms and green bamboos.

The three of them were busy until the evening.

The next day, Du Wanchun and Mianmian brought the lotus picture to Yi'er Palace.

The palace he lives in now is the East Palace where Zhou Ruiyuan and Du Wanchun lived in the past.

The furnishings inside are still the same, and as soon as you enter the room, you can smell the fragrance of pear blossoms.

The eunuchs in the palace went in to report, and not long after, Yi'er came to the door to greet them in person.

"Mom, sister, why are you here?"

In order to maintain the closeness they had when they were in Cheng'an County, Yi'er and Yu'er still called them mother and father when no one was around.

Du Wanchun was more accustomed to this title, "Mianmian and I are here to deliver paintings to you."

"Painting?" Yi'er asked doubtfully.

Du Wanchun took out the painting scroll and said, "Yes, didn't you tell your father before that you wanted a painting by Mr. Chengjun? I brought it to you."

Cheng Wan'er named herself after a man when she was painting outside, Mr. Chengjun, so most people didn't know it was her.

Yi'er was lucky enough to see her paintings two years ago, so she has always liked Mr. Chengjun's paintings.

But Mr. Chengjun’s paintings are hard to come by.

He has only obtained two or three paintings now.

"Really?" Yi'er asked doubtfully.

Du Wanchun lifted the scroll up and said with a smile, "You'll know if you open it and take a look."

Yi'er took it in his hand dubiously and slowly spread out the painting.

I saw a lifelike white lotus reflected in front of my eyes.

He was surprised. Judging from the fine brushwork of this painting, it was really Mr. Chengjun.

Yi'er was overjoyed and rarely showed a cheerful smile, "It's really her painting. Mom, where did you come from?"

Du Wanchun lowered his eyes and said with a smile: "Yesterday she painted on the spot in my palace."

Yi'er raised her eyes, "Mom, do you know Mr. Chengjun?"

Du Wanchun said nonchalantly: "Of course we know each other. Not only do we know each other, we are also old acquaintances."

She said and looked sideways at Mianmian.

Mianmian also took over the conversation and said: "Brother, not only are we old acquaintances, but you have also met before."

"Who is it?" Yi'er asked expectantly.

Mianmian said immediately: "I won't talk about this. Why don't you come and see it in person tomorrow."

Yi'er is not in a hurry either