Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

The picture book is divided into categories, from simple to difficult, and it is bound together, with some decomposition steps...

Of course, those analysis are not Jing Jiaren's, they have studied her paintings, and wrote her painting style and personal characteristics beside it.

Jing Jiaren was shocked, this is also comparing how a person should paint.

Jing Jiaren pursed her lips, showed her her paintings, taught her how to draw?

Give her her voice, teach her to speak?

No matter what, I feel that something is wrong, weird...

Later, the servants also brought her songs. She used to not only draw pictures, do costume design, but also create lyrics and compose music.

Of course, those songs were also collected by Leng Lintian from various aspects, and he also did various analysis.

Jing Jiaren was lying on the bed like a prisoner, being forced to watch these meaningless things by her servants all day long...

Either hear her speak, or listen to the music she composed.

The servant sits in front of the piano and plays for her...

Some places were played wrong, and she didn't have the emotion she expressed when she composed the piece, and she would frown.

Leng Lintian——

What does he mean?

Later, Jing Jiaren felt that something was getting worse.

When servants spoke to her, they often gave her strange messages.

Just like now, Aunt Pan said while she was folding her clothes: "The young master is afraid that you will touch the water, so he has surrounded that lake. You can't be as self-willed as before."

before?

It's as if Jing Jiaren has been living here...

"By the way, the rose thorn pricked your hand that day, and the young master asked the gardener to cut off all the thorns around the periphery of the garden."

Roses stabbed her hand, that day?

Every time at this time, Jing Jiaren's mind would always come to the woman on the bridge who was carved in the same mold as her.

She had a bold guess in her heart, and felt it was a fantasy.

How can there be women who look exactly the same in this world?It's like she can't tell the difference...

Jing Jiaren was silent, suddenly wanting to find out the truth.

"You know, the young master really cares about you!" Aunt Pan rambled.

Jing Jia's heart choked for a moment, so what if she cared, her heart was not on him.

"Miss Jiaren, you've been much quieter this day, and your high fever has subsided a lot, I'll untie it for you later and let you wash it." Aunt Pan took out a change of clothes and said, "You are not allowed to mess around again. "

Hearing that she could leave the bed, Jing Jiaren nodded hurriedly.

For the past three days, she urinates only with diapers, and then the servant helps her scrub her body.

Fortunately, she didn't eat anything and didn't want to stink.But now I can't stand it anymore.

Aunt Pan said happily: "Miss Jiaren is finally back to normal, and she is as good-behaved as before."

"..."

"Two days ago, I suspected that you were stimulated~ The excitement was not small. Did the young master really frighten you after taking you to the playground and falling into the water?"

Aunt Pan smiled like she was dealing with a child, "You are really still a child."

Jing Jiaren is the mother of two children, or a child?

"It's okay, it's okay, the young master won't let you have anything to do." Aunt Pan comforted her and untied her.

Jing Jiaren pursed her lips, feeling astonished when she heard every word Aunt Pan said.

There are a lot of doubts in my heart, these servants, Aunt Pan, including Leng Lintian... are not talking to her.

It's just that she can't confirm it yet.

Before untiing her, Aunt Pan was afraid that she would not be able to handle Jing Jiaren, so she called a few servants in to persuade her to go to the bathroom.