I don't know if it was because Zhu Yan said that the Marquis was snoring. Anyway, in the next few days, Xie An didn't ask Zhu Yan to wait on him, and Zhu Yan was also happy and relaxed.
"Su Qin, the picture I asked you to prepare yesterday is ready." It's time for her beauty bed picture to be put on the agenda.
While Xie An was away during the day, she wanted to draw it quickly while the impression was deep.
I didn't take it when I came here. Suqin spent some money on running errands and asked a boy named Sixi to buy it in the front yard. There are twelve common colors.
I brought pen and paper, and Suqin was on one side helping me adjust the colors.
Half an hour later, Su Qin looked at the painting and half-opened her mouth. The faceless man on the beauty's bed was obviously the Marquis. Her girl was also too much...
Moreover, the Marquis is not so naked. In the painting, the gauze clothes are obviously open. There are several wine jars scattered beside the beauty's bed, and the "beauty's" slender arms are naturally hanging down.
Although she admired the girl's painting skills, she couldn't appreciate the girl's sudden ghostly style of painting.
"Aunt... girl, put this away after you finish painting." Don't take it out, it's too scary.
"I'm not stupid, let's just frame it quietly and press it on the bottom of the box." Zhu Yan winked playfully.
Suqin was stunned for a moment, and then there was some warmth in her eyes. That's all, as long as the girl is happy, it's been a long time since she saw such an agile girl.
Suqin felt a little embarrassed when she thought of how her girl had been so lively in the Zhu family, and how cautious she had been since she came to the Changning Marquis Mansion.
Zhu Yan didn't see the change in Suqin. She was admiring her masterpiece, and she always felt that something was missing. After thinking about it, Zhu Yan picked up her pen and wrote a poem in the upper right corner of the blank space in small regular script with hairpin flowers.
"Young Master should only see paintings, and I alone know the beauty of them." [1]
Well, perfect.
"Put it away when it's dry, put it away carefully, and then frame it when you return to Luoyang." Zhu Yan nodded with satisfaction, spread it flat in one place and let the painting dry naturally.
She really deserves to be Zhu·Yan, a little expert in painting. I think the talent she learned in her previous life was when her mother sent her to dance when she was six or seven years old. However, she didn’t persist because the splits were too painful. She only learned simple dances for children for two years. Give up.
I only persisted in painting until I was in high school, but I stopped because of my busy studies.
She was never included in the routine talent shows during the New Year and festivals. Well, all she had to do was take out the winning paintings, sit aside and quietly accept the praises from her relatives.
Unlike my cousins, who play musical instruments and dance next to each other to add to the fun.
In this life, I can barely be regarded as a person with both talents, but I can't show them off in a big way, so I can only admire myself.
Regarding this, Zhu Yan felt more and more that every cause must have its consequences, and this life would be her retribution.
But how could she, Niu Hulu Yan, be frightened by retribution? She can't change her destiny against the will of heaven, but she can still love herself. Yes, that's right, the one people love most should be herself!
After Suqin put away the paintings and tidied up the desks that had been messed up due to painting, she heard a noise in the courtyard, and it sounded like Xie An's boy had returned.
Zhu Yan washed her hands, changed her clothes and went to the main room. She still asked for greetings every day.
At the door of the main room, I met Wei Xiaoniang, who was coming from the east corridor. Wei Xiaoniang had been in high spirits these past two days, as if she suddenly had an enlightenment. She no longer needed the powder, which gave it a light fruity fragrance. She also stayed in the main room for the night. For two days, I felt like being nourished by a man.
The two blessed each other and entered the main room.
Xie An sat proudly on the seat, and Miss Li next to her was fanning herself happily.
"I wish you well, Mr. Hou." The two of them bowed their knees and saluted.
Xie An raised his eyes and glanced, "Sit down."
"What did you do this afternoon?" Xie An asked.
Mrs. Wei spoke first, "I had nothing to do. I thought that the eldest lady in Beijing's fetus would be three months old in the past two days, so I copied a scripture to pray for the eldest lady and the unborn child."
Xie An's eyes were a little gentler. Xie An was very good to children, of course, especially his legitimate children. In this age where grandchildren are not given birth to, Xie An often held Sister Wan high and spun around in circles, and for The eldest son, Xie Rongzhang, often heard Xie Anchang personally teach his children in the mansion, so he was considered a very qualified father.
"Where's Mr. Zhu?" Xie An gave Wei Xiaoniang a very sensible look and looked at Zhu Yan.
"I have been reading for a while this afternoon." Zhu Yan had no choice but to reply. After speaking, she lowered her head and expressed her "guilt" for not copying the scriptures for the eldest lady.
He can't say that I drew a sexy picture for you, does she still want to live?
"When I was in the mansion, I heard that my sister loved reading. If my sister were a man, there is no chance that she would be able to become a scholar." Mrs. Wei said with a smile.
This meant that it was useless for her woman to study. Zhu Yan pretended not to understand and lowered her head pretending to be shy, "I just read some miscellaneous books out of boredom. Those serious books, to be honest, I have a headache just reading them."
A headache is indeed a headache, especially if it is all written in traditional Chinese characters with no punctuation, no one will feel a headache.
Wei smiled and said nothing. Xie An also knew that the books Zhu Yan read were indeed miscellaneous books, so he didn't ask any more questions.
He only said considerately, "If you are bored, go out for a walk, take two guards with you, and come back before midnight."
Zhu Yan and Mrs. Wei stood up to express their gratitude, and Zhu Yan complained that just like her father in the previous life, he even set up a gate.
She didn't want to go out, it was summer.
Alas, she was a very popular woman in her previous life, but she was forced to become a housewife in ancient times.
They had dinner together. Zhu Yan once again thanked her for her good life. She would have three beauties to accompany her when she had dinner. She could have three beauties to accompany her whenever she ate. Maybe meeting Zhou Gong at night would satisfy her.
It's a pity that Duke Zhou didn't fulfill her wish. All night long, she dreamed about climbing a mountain and couldn't climb up. She was so tired when she slept.
Early in the morning, when it was still dark outside, Zhu Yan suddenly sat up from the bed, and there was a panic in the west compartment.
For the whole day, Zhu Yan held a hand stove in her hands. In her previous life, when she was in her twenties, she finally got rid of her aunt's pain by relying on her own bitter potions of traditional Chinese medicine. She would have to do this again in this life.
Zhu Yan was very sad, but Mrs. Wei was happy. Zhu Xiaoniang was menstruating, wasn't it her chance.
In this way, Wei Xiaoniang became more and more polite to Miss Li. Miss Li was often shorter than Miss Li. Zhu Yan guessed that maybe Miss Li reminded Wei of the "fragrance" issue.
Zhu Yan didn't care what Mrs. Wei was thinking, she just thought about her aunt in her previous life. Those men who played tricks on the occasion were very good at taking care of people. She cooked the brown sugar and red bean dumplings in the thermos pot and rubbed her belly thoughtfully. Where is this guy Xie An? Come on. After finding out about her aunt's visit, she turned around and went to Wei Xiaoniang's place.
Alas, Yanyan felt bitter in her heart, but Yanyan didn't say anything.
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【1】From Su Shi's "Three Mistakes"
