The movement outside made Shen Hua feel so happy physically and mentally that she didn't vomit blood again for several days.
The number of people going to Juchao Pavilion has also dropped sharply at a visible rate. His reputation has fallen to pieces, and Shen Qu's reputation has spread far and wide.
The sky was overcast, big raindrops were falling straight down, and the evil wind was frantically twitching the branches outside the courtyard. Within a moment, the ground was damp.
The chaise longue in the school was empty at the moment. Shen Hua propped up the window and propped up her chin.
Inside the house is the sound of Cui Rong reading the "Three Character Classic", and outside the house is the whistling wind accompanied by the crying of the shower, but it is exceptionally harmonious.
"Since Mrs. Shen is here, why not practice calligraphy?"
Seeing that she was really free, the Master couldn't help but speak.
Cui Rong: "Hmph! She spends three days fishing and two days drying the net! How can her handwriting be better than mine?"
Shen Hua glanced at her: "Have you swelled again in the past few days?"
The little dumpling raised his head high and made a fierce gesture.
"What are you doing here today? You don't study every time you come here!"
Shen Hua uttered a few words: "I'm angry with you."
Cui Rong: Then you have achieved your goal.
Shen Hua did not refute Master's intention, she walked back.
Seeing this, Ji Xin lifted up her sleeves and skillfully picked up the ink stick and turned it around in the inkstone. This way the ink was the most delicate.
Shen Hua flattened the rice paper, dipped the pen in ink, and wrote a few words at random. It was Cui Rong who just read it.
The font is compact, soft and clear, and it is a good hand in small regular script.
Shen Hua thought for a while and looked up at Cui Rong.
After just a few strokes, the outline of the little girl became clear and distinct. Those who do embroidery naturally know how to draw.
The master nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad."
As soon as he heard Shen Hua being praised, Cui Rong stretched his neck and reached over, and saw Shen Hua put away her pen.
"Why aren't my eyes painted?"
Shen Hua looked at her quietly.
"tired."
Cui Rong:.
I wrote twelve words and randomly drew an outline, which only took a moment.
So, she really hates Shen Hua!!!
You Qi heard the master saying indulgently: "Then take a rest."
Cui Rong opened the fourth piece of paper in frustration. She had already written three full pieces of paper in front of her.
"Master, can I rest?"
The master looked at her gently: "Princess, you must finish writing five pieces before going to school."
Unlike Cui Rong's dejection, Shen Hua's brows were filled with joy.
The rain was so intense that the thunder whip seemed to split the sky. The Tianhe River was cut open, and the torrential rain was pouring down.
After leaving the school, Shen Hua stood under the eaves in despair.
It was fine when I came, but I can't go back.
Beside her is Cui Rong.
Cui Rong: "I'm happy to see you unhappy."
She even said harshly: "It's best to do it the next night! No one can leave!"
Master:.
Shen Hua:.
That's when Cui Yun came.
The man was holding an umbrella and most of his body was wet.
Dali Temple was busy these days, so he had to stay there, so Shen Hua hadn't seen him for many days.
It was rare for Cui Yun to return early, so he went back to his house and changed into plain clothes before coming here.
The strong wind blew his scarlet robe, and the man, as clear and solemn as a pine or a crane, stepped on the bluestone slab with black boots embroidered with exquisite dark patterns, splashing water on the ground, but he did not show any signs of embarrassment.
When Cui Yun entered, water dripped from his clothes.
His eyes immediately left Shen Hua's body.
"I'm afraid it will be hard to stop the rain. Master, I would rather stay at the Marquis Mansion tonight."
The master could only agree.
Cui Yun's voice seemed cooler and cooler along with the sound of rain.
"Now that I'm clear, I'll take the master to the side room to rest, and then send someone to the master's home to report the news."
He has done everything he can.
"yes."
That is, the Qing Dynasty presented him with coir raincoats and bamboo hats, and then an umbrella.
"Master, please come down with me."
While he was speaking, Cui Yun had already bent down and gently put the raincoat on Cui Rong.
Cui Rong frowned: "Can I not wear it?"
"obedient."
Cui Yun: "If you get caught in the rain or get cold, you will have to take medicine again."
Cui Rong became honest after taking the medicine.
She was dressed neatly by Cui Yun obediently, but he still looked provocatively at Shen Hua who was standing aside.
Then I heard Cui Yun speak out.
"Ying Wu, send the princess back."
Cui Rong:???
She couldn't believe it: "Second uncle, won't you give me a gift?"
Then, she saw Cui Yun walking towards Shen Hua.
Cui Rong clenched his fists:!!!
Yingwu held Cui Rong firmly with one hand and held the umbrella with the other.
She stepped into the rain and reassured: "Don't worry, Princess, I will deliver it to you safely."
Here, Shen Hua was holding the heater and her hair was messy. Yi Cui took the raincoat, but she kept resisting.
"Lady."
Shen Hua muttered: "I won't wear it."
"The little princess is wearing them."
"Then I won't wear any more. That brat just provoked me!"
Yi Cui's head hurt, and at this moment, the man's cold voice suddenly sounded from behind.
"Aren't you ready to go back?"
Shen Hua was very serious. She looked straight at the coir raincoat made of brown rice dumpling leaves. The rain gear used to cover the rain was naturally divided into two pieces, a top and a skirt, to cover the back. They were spliced ​​together, and the neckline was made of thin Wrap the edges with tender rice dumpling leaves.
"too ugly."
"It will cover up my beauty."
Shen Jiayang's resistance was obvious.
Cui Yun glanced at Yicui lightly, then raised his hand.
Yicui hurriedly handed over the coir raincoat.
Shen Hua frowned.
"You don't even wear it, why should you let me wear it?"
The man approached slowly as if he hadn't heard anything. He moved his lips and said two words indifferently: "No."
Shen Hua was stunned for a moment. Later she realized that Cui Yun was responding to what she said earlier.
——It will cover up my beauty.
--Won't.
The corners of Shen Hua's mouth turned upward involuntarily, but she was afraid of being seen by Cui Yun, so she tried to straighten it down.
She had a sullen face and raised her chin, looking like a daughter who was reserved and noble.
"Um."
"My cousin is telling the truth."
"Even if my clothes are shabby and tattered, my appearance will not be ruined!"
Cui Yun:.
Not quite so.
"So can I wear it?"
Shen Hua, who was so excited by the two words, nodded coldly and reluctantly.
She was about to pick him up when she saw Cui Yun calmly speaking.
"I'll help you."
Shen Hua was silent for a while.
My cousin is one of my own, and she is a patient.
The girl walked forward as a matter of course and raised her arms: "Oh."
Cui Yun's movements were slow and graceful. He carefully put it on her hair and held it down.
The lace is divided into two places, one at the waist and one at the chest.
Cui Yun tied the belt around her waist flexibly and raised her hands.
She wears a lot of clothes, and the girl's beautiful body is wrapped tightly, so it will not make people think.
Shen Hua lowered her eyes and looked at the two beautiful and consistent knots. The umbrella handle was handed over to her in a moment, and she took it.
Before Shen Hua could react, she felt her waist tighten and the world spin, and a force took her feet off the ground. The next moment, she lay on Cui Yun's back.
The man's hand fell on Shen Hua's leg through the raincoat. This was the first time that the girl was sober and was treated like this, so she was inevitably at a loss. Her lips, smeared with lipstick, almost touched the man's slender neck.
She couldn't help but step back slightly, and was taken back by Cui Yun.
"do not move."
Shen Hua murmured, her voice was very soft but filled with panic: "Cousin."
Chapter completed!