It was not Song Ruoxi's turn to care about He's internal affairs and Chen Yin. She was bored and insisted on taking care of Jiang Yan'er's affairs. Ye Shuhua couldn't resist her and had to agree to let the people from Ziyan Camp replace the people from the Secret Hunting Camp to monitor Jiang Yan'er, and come back to report the situation to her every evening.

Song Ruoxi was eager for Jiang Yan'er to make trouble for her, but who knew that Jiang Yan'er would sit in the room and stare blankly every day, and she was even more idle than her.

This is true for one day, two days, and three consecutive days, Song Ruoxi inevitably had some doubts. He half-squinted his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him who was ordinary-looking and could not find her when she threw herself into the crowd. "Did the young city lord ask you to report me like this?"

"I have never seen the young city lord."

"Take it seriously?" Song Ruoxi asked in a deep voice.

"My subordinates dare not tell lies and deceive the young lady."

"If I knew you lied to me, I would definitely punish you heavily." Song Ruoxi looked stern and scared her.

The girl in a strong outfit knelt on one knee, folded her hands on her knees, and put her forehead on the back of her hand, saying, "Everything that my subordinates say is true. If there is a lie, let the young lady punish her heavily."

Seeing her saying this, Song Ruoxi couldn't make things difficult for her anymore and said, "Okay, thank you for your hard work, go and have a rest."

"I'm leaving." The girl in a strong outfit stood up, saluted, took three steps back, turned around and went out.

Song Ruoxi held his chin with his hands, looked at the oil lamp on the table, and sighed.

Xiangxiu walked in with a black lacquered chrysanthemum-shaped tray bowl. There was a cup of osmanthus and dew on it. Seeing her like this, she turned her eyes and said, "Mrs. Young Madam, last time you asked me to embroider a picture of rich peony, the flower pattern, when will you give me? If you don't draw it again, it will delay your affairs. Don't blame me for being slow at that time."

Song Ruoxi glanced at her and said, "I understand, I will draw it for you tomorrow, and it is said as if your young lady is like that kind of unreasonable person."

"My young lady is the most reasonable person in the world. Thank you, Mrs. Xiang Xiu laughed.

Song Ruoxi spat lightly, held her cup, and drank the warm osmanthus dew in small sips.

Ye Shuhua was busy with the city affairs until midnight before returning. She took a shower and changed her clothes. When she came back to the room, Song Ruoxi was already asleep on the bed. The maids all stepped down, leaving only the faint candlelight on the lotus-shaped celadon lamp in the corner of the wall. Looking at the person lying on the side of the curtain, the corners of his lips raised slightly, took off his outer robe, got into the brocade quilt, and hugged the warm and soft body.

Song Ruoxi smelled the familiar smell of sandalwood and knew that Ye Shuhua was back. He turned around and snuggled into his arms, rubbed it, rubbed it again, as if he was looking for a comfortable position to sleep.

"Yingying, are you awake?" Ye Shuhua asked softly, chewing her ear.

Song Ruoxi was sleeping in a daze. His warm breath blew against her ears, itchy, frowned and pushed him, making a moan, refusing him to ask her for pleasure at this time.

Ye Shuhua's heart was so hot that she was ready to go, and she was ready to refuse. She rubbed her fingers gently on her round shoulders, lowered her head, found her cherry lips, and covered her, and a soft cry overflowed from her lips and teeth, "Yingying...Yingying..."

Song Ruoxi was so breathless that he was kissed by him, and his strong sleepiness was dispelled by his enthusiasm. He stuck out his tongue to respond to him. Soon, she felt a chill on her body, and the middle clothes on both of them were skillfully untied by someone. Her skin was ironed against her skin, and her black hair surrounded her black hair. The thin and soft moans and thick panting sounds floated in the beautiful bedroom, and her tangled bodies rose and fell with the sound, and they were loving all night long.

"Namo Buddha, Namo Damoya, Namo Sanghaya, Namo Master Shakyamuni Buddha, Namo Great Compassionate Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, Namo Pu'an Patriarch Bodhisattva, Namo Millions of Fire-Headed Vajra King Bodhisattva..."

Song Ruoxi was awakened by the chanting of scriptures. He pushed away Ye Shuhua, who was holding her in anger, turned over and sat up, lifted the curtain, and poked his head out to see who was so bold and dared to disturb her dreams in the early morning?

"Xiaobai, shut up. If you wake up the young city lord and the young lady, see that I have pulled out all your hair, cut off your tongue, and fry it." Qiaotao whispered outside.

noob?

Song Ruoxi lifted the quilt, got out of the bed, opened the window and saw two parrots standing on the branches outside the window, tidying each other's feathers with sharp mouths, and smiled, "Xiao Guai, Xiao Bai."

"Beauty, beauty." Xiaoguai flapped his wings happily and cried. He still knew the hostess he had never seen in a few months.

"Little guy, where have you been flying in the past few months? I thought you had become someone else's meal." Song Ruoxi smiled and stretched out his arms, "Come here quickly."

Xiaoguai flew over and stopped lightly on her arm, "Beauty, beauty."

"So the beauty in Zhizhi's mouth is Yingying." Ye Shuhua walked to Song Ruoxi and chuckled.

"Amitabha, how good it is." Xiaobai flew to Ye Shuhua's left shoulder and stood.

"Xiaobai turns out to be a parrot you raise. No wonder it has a Buddhist scripture full of mouths." Song Ruoxi smiled.

"It has learned to stand on the desk every day and listen to me chant scriptures. After we got married, I was afraid that you would think they were noisy, so I kept them in a rare bird house in the city. If I had known that Zhizhi was your parrot, I would have brought them to accompany you." Ye Shuhua said with a smile.

Xiaogui Xiaobai has been kept in the rare bird restaurant in the city these past few months. This morning, the people who raised them accidentally opened the big cage and the two parrots took the opportunity to fly out. The two parrots were together long before the two owners got married, which is also a wonderful fate.

Song Ruoxi smiled and said, "Just keep them in the yard, and they will take care of Vanilla."

"Okay." Ye Shuhua agreed happily.

With these two mouthful parrots, the Shuyu Garden became much more lively.

Life passed by a few days calmly, but Jiang Yan'er still had no movement, and Song Ruoxi lost interest in her.

Before the Shen time arrived, Ye Shuhua had finished all the city affairs. Ye Fan went to Lefang to listen to the new songs, but did not ask him to play chess. He went straight back to Dongyuan. When he entered the room, he saw Song Ruoxi taking a pen and painting on the desk, slowed down and walked over, gently hugging her waist from behind.

Song Ruoxi was not wary of his return, so he took a breath of fear. He shook his hand and the petals of the peony flower in his pen were drawn crookedly. When he turned around, he saw that it was Ye Shuhua, "Senior Brother, you have learned bad things."

Ye Shuhua smiled and leaned over her shoulder, "What are you painting?"

"I'm drawing pictures of wealth and peony." Song Ruoxi picked up the drawings, "Look at the good things you did, what should I do now? I've been drawing these days. I finally finished drawing them, but I broke them again. You can compensate me."

"Okay, I'll pay for it." Ye Shuhua laughed, picked up the pen and outlined a few strokes, and the crooked petals came over.

"This is good, what else can you draw?" Song Ruoxi asked.

"I can also draw characters, paintings of ink and wash arhats and disciples of Shijia." Ye Shuhua replied honestly.

"So amazing? I don't believe it. You draw one and I'll take a look." Song Ruoxi carefully placed the drawing aside, took out another large piece of white paper and spread it on the table.

Ye Shuhua thought for a while and said, "Yingying, can I draw you? When our children grow up, show them to them so that they can know how beautiful their mother is."

Song Ruoxi's eyes flowed and he touched his face. It was not modern here, and there was no camera to leave images. It was a good idea to draw a few paintings from me to appreciate. He smiled and said, "You want to draw a few more pictures for me."

"Would I help you draw pictures of the four seasons?" Ye Shuhua asked with a smile.

Song Ruoxi ran to the circle building in front of the case and sat down, "Draw it!"

Ye Shuhua looked at Song Ruoxi's happy appearance, her eyes full of doting smiles. She rolled up her sleeves, picked up her pen to dip ink, and outlined her outline on the paper.

Song Ruoxi sat for a while and found that being a model was a very hard task. Her neck became stiff and her waist was sore. She felt uncomfortable everywhere. She twisted her face on the chair, as if she was sitting on pins and needles.

"Yingying, you don't have to sit still. If you are tired, you can get up and walk." Ye Shuhua said with a smile.

Song Ruoxi stood up and stretched out his hand, kicked his legs, twisted his waist, and waited for the discomfort to subside. When he walked to Ye Shuhua, he saw the white paper on the table, and was a little disappointed. He couldn't tell who was drawing it. However, thinking about how she had been painting the picture of the rich peony for several days, and the brush was not as good as sketching. "Draw it slowly, I'll go out to eat something, and I'll come back later."

"Okay." Ye Shuhua laughed.

Song Ruoxi went out to eat a few snacks, drank a cup of rose dew, and brought a bowl of ginseng soup in with his own hands to drink for Ye Shuhua.

When she was painting until dusk and sunset, she saw a young woman wearing a goose yellow roe and a moon-colored long dress on the paper. She stood in front of the lake stone, her sleeves were close together, and she lowered her head slightly to meditate. The young woman's figure was drawn with fine brushes, with clean and elegant colors, and the lines were soft and smooth. Behind her, she was set with lake stones, bananas, and spotted bamboos. The bananas and spotted bamboos were lightly colored, and the lake stones were not outlined. She was smudged with thick and light ink colors, which was exquisite and transparent, reflecting the image of the young woman, making her look more elegant and beautiful.

The beauty in the painting looks nine points similar to Song Ruoxi. She is painted delicately and vividly, and can even count her hair clearly.

"Senior brother, you are so awesome!" Song Ruoxi sighed.

Ye Shuhua laughed and handed her the pen, "Yingying, come and write."

"What words?" Song Ruoxi asked.

"Tell what you want."

"I'm afraid my handwriting will ruin this painting." Song Ruoxi shook his head, "You'd better mention it."

"Your handwriting will not ruin this painting, it will only add color to this painting." Ye Shuhua insisted that she write.

Song Ruoxi looked at him for a moment, laughed, took the brush, pondered for a moment, and wrote on the painting: "The whistle and bustle of bamboos moving in spring, who knows the deep affection? I want to sleep for a few times, and I stand in the cool breeze for a long time."

"I know it, I know it." Ye Shuhua leaned over and pecked her on the face.

"The four seasons are pictures, the spring scenery has been obtained. When will you have time to draw in the other three seasons?" Song Ruoxi asked with a smile.

"I'll take the time to draw all the pictures."

"You are so nice." Song Ruoxi stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the mouth.

Ye Shuhua hugged her waist and was about to deepen the kiss when Xiangxiu's voice came from outside the door, "Young City Lord, Young Madam, supper is ready, can you bring it in?"

Song Ruoxi broke free from his arms, carefully checked his makeup, and replied, "Come in!"

Xiang Xiu led the maid to bring the meal to the table, then arranged the dishes and chopsticks, stood aside, and served the two of them to clean their hands and eat.

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Chapter completed!