Bai Yueguang, who became regent after rebirth

Chapter 37
"In the past two days, you pay attention to her and see why she was beaten like this."

Feng Xinlan had a sad face on her face, and said to Su Hua that if she could be beaten up like this and still not resist, there must be something in Feng Suilan's hands!

"When I'm in the study, no one is allowed to open the door."

After Feng Xinlan ordered Suhua, she walked towards the study, walked into the study, sat down on the chair, picked up the brush on the table, picked up the brush, and wrote and drew on the rice paper.

Originally, it was just following the heart, but the movement of the hand became smoother and smoother. The tip of the pen slid on the rice paper, like a dexterous snake. Slowly, a shadow of a person appeared on the pure white paper. He was wearing a black Robe, handsome face, deep eyes, slightly raised mouth corners, with a smile in his eyes, as if stars were flowing, he looked at himself, with a smile on the corners of his mouth.

It was Zhan Wenjiang who I saw in the suburbs today!

"what!"

Feng Xinlan exclaimed, her wrist softened, and the tip of the pen poked straight into his eyes. The ink color slowly smudged and gradually covered Zhan Wenjiang's eyes. The originally glowing eyes turned into a mess at this moment. Xi ink dots.

Without the eyes as an embellishment, the smile on Zhan Wenjiang's face instantly became cold, as if he was laughing at someone.

"Miss, are you okay?" Su Hua hurriedly leaned to the door when she heard the voice, worried.

"I'm fine, you go down first."

Feng Xinlan was flustered, and threw the painting on the table into the corner, out of sight and out of mind, then picked up a new stack of paper and spread it on the table, unable to calm down for a long time.

"Zhan Wenjiang, why you?"

Feng Xinlan looked at the blank rice paper on the table, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, apparently he didn't know what his feelings for Zhan Wenjiang were like.

After sighing, Feng Xinlan resignedly picked up the brush and forcibly stopped thinking about him, and concentrated on drawing some pictures on the paper.

Three days later, Feng Xinlan flicked her wrist lightly, and the nib of the pen slid nimbly on the rice paper, slowly making the last stroke.

"Snapped!"

The paper was slapped on the table, making a loud noise, and a completed pattern came into view.

"What a good thing."

Feng Xinlan put the paper into the package, put it away, and then packed the scroll, ready to send it to the clothing store.

"Miss, how are you?"

Suhua stood at the door and knocked on the door, asking respectfully.

"come in."

Feng Xinlan put the package away, opened the door, and saw Suhua holding a food box in her hand, which contained freshly made snacks.

"Miss, you haven't had a good meal these days, so eat some first."

Seeing the wrapped things on the table, Suhua put the pastries on the table with a smile on her face, opened the lid, and the aroma came out.

"Miss, aren't you too good? You have finished all the paintings in just a few days!?"

Suhua carefully poked at the painting case on the table, her eyes were full of envy. She followed the little lady for so long, but she had never seen such a good painter. The little lady is simply a genius among painters. What kind of portrait? The paintings are so beautiful!

"Well, let's go out for a while and deliver these things in person. I haven't eaten the dishes in Manchunyuan for a long time, and I miss them a little."

Feng Xinlan stretched her waist and yawned. She slept very late last night, and got up to do things early this morning, and her mental state was very bad.

"Yes, Miss, this servant will help you change your clothes, let's go out together."

Seeing the young lady's tired look, Su Hua said distressedly.

At this time, she hated herself for not being able to share the little lady's worries.

"Well, let's go."

With a tired face, Feng Xinlan dropped a piece of pastry and chewed unconsciously in her mouth, her thoughts drifted into the distance involuntarily.

She was able to complete these paintings quickly, all thanks to her previous life, Zhan Wenjiang, who never tired of piling up new clothes in the capital in front of her. If it was before, she only thought it was him humiliating herself, after all, she was at that time Just a cripple with disabled legs!

But now that she has really come into contact with Zhan Wenjiang, she dare not be so sure. At least now it seems that he has not shown the strength, cruelty, domineering and bloodthirsty like in the previous life, or he is used to pretending, pretending to be himself Seamless.

For some reason, Feng Xinlan's mind gradually recalled what Feng Suilan had said in her previous life before her death. "As long as you're dead, it's no use for the prince to care about you any more!"

She shuddered suddenly, her eyes were full of horror, she couldn't believe the amount of information brought by this sentence, how could it be possible that Zhan Wenjiang cared about herself!

It was his own order that the whole family of the Feng family was executed in the last life!He also personally ordered the ghost doctor Shenmu to destroy his own legs!

"Miss, the carriage is ready, do you want to start now?"

Suhua's call saved her life, Feng Xinlan responded repeatedly, and then quickly dressed up.

Suhua was a little confused, so she watched Feng Xinlan walking around like a headless chicken, with an anxious expression on her face, muttering something in her mouth, and even took a goose yellow dress to wear on her body, which made her feel uncomfortable for a while. confused.

"Let's go."

When Suhua was still in a daze, Feng Xinlan had already changed her clothes and came out. She hurriedly stepped forward to help her, and then got into the carriage.

"Go to the clothing store first."

Feng Xinlan ordered.

Su Hua nodded, and then urged the carriage to speed up.

Along the way, Feng Xinlan kept his eyes on the scene outside the window, and the words Feng Suilan said kept spinning in his head.

"Miss Feng, please come here and be safe."

As soon as the boss saw Feng Xinlan's appearance, his face was full of smiles. This is his God of Wealth. As long as she comes, his store will be very popular, and then he can expand his business and earn a lot of money. The bowl is full.

"Miss Feng, please come inside!"

The boss looked around at the package in Suhua's hand, and then took Feng Xinlan to the second floor attentively.

"Miss Feng, your clothes are also ready and are about to be delivered to your house."

The boss rubbed his hands and smiled, a little embarrassed.

"Boss, you are being polite. You must know the purpose of my visit this time."

Feng Xinlan picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, then put down the teacup, and nodded when she saw the boss looking serious, "In that case, let's cut straight to the point, I have spent some time trying to show it to the boss. "

Feng Xinlan chuckled, motioning for Suhua to put the things up.

"This... This is all done by the young lady alone!?"

The boss looked at the several scrolls in front of him, and looked at Feng Xinlan in shock. He carefully stroked the paintings on the table, and his eyes became more and more amazed.

It seems that I went to Feng's Mansion to work a few days ago and really picked up a big deal!
(End of this chapter)