Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

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Jing Chun bought some snacks, arrived in front of Zheng Cuier's house, took a deep breath, and looked at Zhang Ruolian.

"Knock on the door and go in?" Zhang Ruolian didn't know why Jing Chun hesitated.

Jing Chun looked at the distance, then randomly picked a branch to draw a circle, surrounded Zhang Ruolian, and replied: "Gong Zhang, you stay here."

Zhang Ruolian looked at the circle under his feet and asked puzzledly, "Why? Can't I go in?"

Naturally, Zhang Ruolian was absolutely unwilling, after walking such a long distance, but at this moment he said that he was not allowed to enter, and was kept in a circle. .

But there was no compromise in Jing Chun's eyes. He took two steps back, distanced himself from Zhang Ruolian, and replied: "I once promised Miss Zheng that I would never publicize anything about her. Although you You didn’t learn about this from me, but if you meet Miss Zheng, I still can’t explain how you knew about it.”

"Then there's no need to draw a circle, right? I'm not a child anymore."

Zhang Ruolian is indeed not a child, but Jing Chun knows Zhang Ruolian's temper, if he hears some noise and breaks in, it will be Jing Chun's fault in the final analysis.

Jing Chun replied: "Zhang Gong has a circle in his heart, so I don't need to draw a circle. If Zhang Gong has no circle in his heart, I will draw a circle here. That is, Zhang Gong has a circle in his heart, and I have a circle. Where did Zhang Gong come from?" objection?"

Zhang Ruolian was completely dizzy, and he didn't circle around, "Okay, okay, I'll wait here and don't go there, just wait for the wellman to find me."

Jing Chun nodded, walked to the door in two or three steps, took a deep breath, and then knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

Just waiting for the sound of footsteps, Zheng Cui'er opened the courtyard door. She had a look of joy on her face before froze, "Well, well painter."

"Miss Zheng, long time no see."

The bright red happy characters covered Jing Chun's peripheral vision, and Jing Chun also looked from Zheng Cuier's body to the courtyard. He only saw many boxes with red happy characters on them placed in the courtyard, and there were many boxes on display. Dried Fruits In A Plate.

Jing Chun also froze for a moment, but then refocused her gaze on Zheng Cui'er, "This is?"

"The matchmaker told me about the marriage, and it will be three months later."

Zheng Cuier already has a new life, and she even thinks about the future with full expectation, but the nightmare has become a thing of the past. Jing Chun has no right to shout punishment for Zheng Cuier. , that is really putting the cart before the horse.

"Congratulations."

Jing Chun first said an auspicious word, then passed the snack in his hand, and smiled, "I was worried about Miss Zheng's health before, but now it seems that most of it is better, this is what I bought when I came here. Dessert, I don't know if Miss Zheng likes it or not."

Zheng Cui'er took the dim sum with some hesitation, and looked at Jing Chun timidly, "Thank you."

Jing Chun took out his savings again, and replied: "I came here in a hurry, and I didn't bring any more silver taels. These are my gifts. Although they are not many, they are also my heart."

Jing Chun didn't care what Zheng Cui'er had collected and confiscated, and just stuffed them all into Zheng Cui'er's hands.

Jing Chun was well aware of Zheng Cui'er's panic, so he comforted her: "Miss Cui'er, don't worry, since you have a new life, I will naturally not bother you much. I, Jing Chun, promise this."

"I...I'm sorry...I'm sorry Miss Jing, I'm really..."

"No, no, no," Jing Chun replied, seeing Zheng Cui'er who was about to cry, "Miss Cui'er didn't forgive me, you are the one who was hurt, others were the ones who sorry for you."

Just then, Grandma Zheng's voice came from the back room, "Tui'er, who is here?"

Jing Chun just wanted to answer, but Zheng Cui'er replied first: "Grandmother, she is a pedestrian asking for directions, and she will leave in a while."

Jing Chun didn't understand the meaning of Zheng Cuier covering up for herself.

"Grandmother definitely doesn't want to see you at this juncture, and will be even more angry..."

Zheng Cui'er bit her lip again, "Miss Jing, just wait for me."

It could be seen with the naked eye that Zheng Cui'er felt very flustered. Although Jing Chun was puzzled, she still agreed, "Okay."

Seeing Zheng Cui'er walking towards the courtyard, she said tentatively, "Grandmother, that passer-by has finished begging for water."

Hearing Grandma Zheng reply again: "You just give it."

Soon, Zheng Cui'er came out with a bowl of tea, holding something in the other hand.

"Miss Jing," Zheng Cui'er handed Jing Chun a piece of folded paper, "This is a portrait I drew from memory. I know you are a good person, but this is all I can do for myself. From now on, don't Come to me again, no matter what the situation of the person in the portrait is, it has nothing to do with me."

After Jing Chun took it, he was about to open it when he heard footsteps, Zheng Cui'er stopped him and said, "Miss Jing, hurry up, grandma is coming, don't let her find out what I gave you."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Cui'er gently pushed Jing Chun out, drank a large bowl of tea in one go, and then closed the door.

I just listened to the inside and asked: "It's just a passerby, why did it take so long?"

"The pedestrian was very hot. He stayed at the door to enjoy the cool air for a while, but he has already left now. Grandma, it's hot outside. Let's go back to the house."

Grandma Zheng didn't listen to Zheng Cui'er's advice, and questioned whether to open the gate of the courtyard to see the figure of the passerby.

Without waiting for Zheng Cui'er to dissuade her, Grandma Zheng opened the courtyard door and looked at Zhang Ruolian who had just taken a few steps. After looking at each other, she seemed to believe Zheng Cui'er's words.

Zhang Ruolian said with a smile: "Thank you for the tea, miss. I'll say goodbye."

Not far away, Jing Chun was avoiding a corner, and under his feet was the circle where Zhang Ruolian was standing just now.

Zheng Cui'er was also a little puzzled that Jing Chun was missing. Now she didn't care to pursue it, so she could only vaguely respond, "No thanks."

Grandma Zheng saw that it was indeed a stranger, and there were indeed traces of water droplets on her collar, so she put down her guard and closed the door again.

When the courtyard door was closed heavily, Zhang Ruolian breathed a sigh of relief, put his hips on his hips, wiped the sweat off his face, and stood proudly in front of Jing Chun.

Without waiting, Zhang Ruolian opened his mouth to be complacent, and Jing Chun took Zhang Ruolian away from here.

Jing Chun guessed that there was some distance, so he slowed down a little, panting heavily.

"Shouldn't you be thankful now that I followed you today, otherwise you must have been discovered."

"Yes, yes, it's really thanks to Gong Zhang that he protected me just now."

The folding fan in Zhang Ruolian's hand also fanned Jing Chun in a timely manner, his nose was already raised high, "In this case, it's not too much to treat me to the herbal tea."

Jing Chun also looked at Zhang Ruolian, "You should have heard it just now, all my money has gone with the gift, and now I really don't have any money with me to buy Zhang Gong a drink of herbal tea."

"Ah?" Zhang Ruolian couldn't help wailing, "I gave all my money to Miss A Nuo, if I had known I would have the cheek to seriously ask for a bowl of tea."

Jing Chun also felt a little wronged by Zhang Ruolian, but suddenly thought of the teahouse that Jiang Hejin had brought him to. If he went in to brush his face, he might be able to pay for the tea on credit.

"Then I invite Mr. Zhang to drink tea?"

Zhang Ruolian turned his face slightly, "Now? Aren't the well workers out of money?"

"Yeah, but there's so little relationship available."

(End of this chapter)