Fast Travel: I conquer the world with my beauty

Chapter 41 World 11: Abandoned Wife in a Deep House [-]
Spring is getting stronger and stronger, clusters of flowers are in full bloom, and one by one is withering, the leaves are gradually darkening from green, the sun is shining brightly, and there is a strong warmth on people.

After the family banquet, she tended the flowers and weeds in the yard every day. Occasionally, her husband would come to see her, and the young housekeeper also came to report some accounts and miscellaneous affairs in the house from time to time. The plan was offered to her, and she only needed to nod.

In this ancient day, apart from the lack of mobile phone network for entertainment, it was still very relaxing.

The system was blocked by her, and it would bubble up only when it was needed, so Murong Ling really felt a sense of antiquity and tranquility.

She is standing in front of the desk, holding a wolf hair brush in her hand, and the brush and ink are spreading on the rice paper, and a landscape painting is slowly formed as she writes.

Inscription: "Walk to the poor water, sit and watch the clouds rise."

If anyone looks at her paintings and calligraphy at this time, they will be surprised by her high level of skill. If this painting is passed down to future generations, it will definitely be a masterpiece hung in a museum.

But she just glanced at it lightly, and wanted to destroy this masterpiece that can be passed down through the ages.

Before she had time to move, she took the picture she had drawn away with one hand.

Looking up, it was her husband.

He held the snow-white rice paper with his slender fingers, his eyes showed admiration and surprise, and he obviously found this painting very pleasing to the eye.

"Mother Yun, I didn't know that your painting skills were so good, and this inscription... I'm afraid even my calligraphy is not as good as yours."

"There is also this artistic conception...the mountains are not mountains, the water is not water, the mountains are mountains, the water is water...wonderful...wonderful..."

The woman bowed her head humbly, "My husband is absurd, how can I compare to my husband as a woman?"

Zhou Pingfu was the number one scholar in high school, and he has been a servant of the official department all the time. He has a brilliant literary talent and a smooth manner in the world. Although he is ungrateful and ungrateful, he is very partial to those he admires.

For example, Lin Min'er, who is very good at observing words and expressions, is his interpreter, so he treats her very well.And what about the original owner?She trapped herself in the cage of bereavement, bound herself in a cocoon, so naturally she would not be loved by her husband.

Now, he looked at her with appreciation and heat in his eyes, as if he had discovered a treasure that had been covered in dust for a long time.

"No, Yunniang is very talented, but it's a pity that as a daughter..."

What happened to the woman?What a shallow thought.

He was disdainful in his heart, but his face was still submissive.

"By the way," he seemed to remember the purpose of coming here, "There will be a banquet in the palace in two days, and the ministers and their families will be invited. Can Yunniang accompany me to attend?" There was a smile in his eyes, as if he was looking forward to it.

"Well...thank you, husband." She took the initiative to approach him for the first time and buried her head in his arms shyly.

The man's heart was sore and soft, which was a feeling he had never felt before.

"You are my wife, and it is your duty to accompany me to the banquet. Where can I say thank you?"

I'm afraid that you spoil your concubine and destroy your wife completely, forgetting that you still have a bad wife.

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In order to participate in the palace banquet, she also visited the shop under the name of the Zhou Mansion. She had been in this world for so long, and finally had a chance to go out.

Although there are still all kinds of cumbersome etiquette, it finally came out.She looked at the bustling street through the gap in the car curtain. There were people wearing commoners coming and going on the wide and clean street. There were various stalls selling miscellaneous items on both sides of the road.

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I have a bright pearl, which has been blocked by the dust gate for a long time, and when the dust is exhausted, the light is born, shining through thousands of mountains and rivers.

(End of this chapter)