Rebirth of the entertainment industry and the return of the queen

Chapter 879 Gouache Painting

Xia Yu said clearly: "I haven't seen brother Ziheng for a long time, I'll come and see him. Is he there?"

Zhou's mother said: "Here... wait a moment, I will pass you a message." She was a little embarrassed, it was already past nine o'clock at night, at this time, the husband usually handles official business in the study and does not like to be disturbed.Moreover, Ms. Xia Yu has not been welcomed by her husband for the past few years. Will her husband be angry if she goes to pass on it at this time?
However, as a servant, she is not qualified to directly reject Xia Yu after all.

With a troubled expression on her face, she turned around and planned to go to the villa.

"Wait." Xia Yu stopped her and whispered softly, "Mother Zhou, please tell brother Ziheng that I just came back from the Xia clan a few days ago and met my sister. I brought a small gift for you. He." Seeing Zhou Ma's expression, Xia Yu understood Pei Ziheng's attitude towards her, fearing that she would be turned away, she gave these words with a wink.Even if brother Ziheng can reject her, can he still reject Xia Ling's related news?
Xia Yu thought with some jealousy.

"Miss Xia Yu," Zhou Ma raised her eyes and looked at her unexpectedly, her expression was much more serious than before, "I know you care about Mr. I shouldn't talk too much, but, please forgive me for saying something that shouldn't be said—Miss Ling is going to get married soon, and she has nothing to do with our husband. If you really care about your husband, the most urgent thing is to let him forget Miss Ling as soon as possible, You shouldn't always mention her in front of him." Over the years, Mrs. Zhou's love for Miss Ling has been noticed by Zhou's mother.She had watched her husband grow up since she was a child, and she really couldn't bear to watch him fall into a hopeless love and couldn't get out.

Xia Yu cursed in her heart that the old woman was ignorant, that a servant dared to meddle in the affairs of the master's house?However, under the eaves, she had to bow her head. She suppressed her dissatisfaction, and still said softly to Zhou's mother: "I understand all the reasons you said, do you think I am willing to mention my sister? But, if you don't mention Why did he meet me? Let alone me, in the past few years, except for his sister, has he ever made a lie to any woman? Mother Zhou, if this continues, will you have the heart to watch him die alone? "

How could mother Zhou have the heart?

This is the husband she watched growing up with her own eyes, and she has taken care of him since he was a little boy of five or six years old.She knew how hard he worked when he was a child, reciting books until dawn, being beaten by his father even though he was very good, kneeling in the yard in heavy snow, doing math problems with his red fingers from the cold.She watched him grow up and become the most outstanding child of his generation in the family. He was so stable and self-disciplined, with a subtle demeanor of a king, and he was praised by rich and powerful families...

Later, she packed the luggage by herself and sent him to study abroad.

Only two years after leaving the country, news spread in the family that his father, the previous head of the Pei family, had died of a serious illness. He hurried back to the country and was ordered to take on the responsibility of a giant like the emperor at the age of 16. There were many internal and external troubles. At that time, how many people wanted to see his jokes?However, he did it, and after countless sleepless nights of hard work, he stabilized the situation with a thunderbolt and opened up a more glorious prosperous age for the Emperor.

He has always been an outstanding leader, and everyone who follows him can trust and rely on him.

But these come at a price.

The husband has never had a private life. His daily schedule is to hold meetings, meetings, and meetings.The only bright spot in his life was the girl named Xia Ling, ah, and Ye Xingling later.But I heard that they are actually the same person... But these are not important anymore.

The important thing is that the girl appeared in his life with a glimpse, and then left cruelly.

Mr. was left alone, with gray hair all night, and he still couldn't forget it until now.

Mother Zhou felt sorry for him.If she could, she wished that another girl could walk into her husband's life. Regardless of her status, rich or poor, or even her age or temperament, it didn't matter, as long as she could rekindle the warmth of her ashy eyes...

She looked up and looked at Xia Yu.

They are all women, so why doesn't she know that Xia Yu has had a crush on her husband for many years?Could Xia Yu be that person?
The odds are slim.

If the husband liked her, he could have been with her many years ago.However, with Mr.'s current situation, which girl around him can open up the situation?Let Xia Yu try it, it's better than nothing.

Mother Zhou thought about it and said, "I will inform you."

He turned around, went upstairs, and told Pei Ziheng that she had come.

Holding a large, flat box, Xia Yu walked up the wooden stairs to Pei Ziheng's study on the second floor step by step.In the study, Pei Ziheng sat silently, the dim light of the old desk lamp scattered on his face, half handsome, half hidden in the shadows, like a calm beast.

"This is a gift?" These were the first words he said when he saw Xia Yu.

He didn't exchange pleasantries, didn't ask her if she was okay, all he cared about was the things in her hands.

Xia Yu felt a sharp pain in her heart.However, soon she cheered up and smiled charmingly: "Yes, brother Ziheng, this is a gift that I spent a lot of genius making. Do you like it?"

She handed over the large box, carefully wrapped in tarpaulin.

Pei Ziheng took it, and took it apart roughly a few times. What came into view was a beautiful gouache painting of moonlight in the mountains. There was a small retro Chinese room hidden by flowers. In the room, a girl Looking at the moon through the window, the tranquil look and graceful figure are extremely beautiful under the moonlight.

This is... Xiao Ling.

Pei Ziheng held his breath all of a sudden, stretched out his hand almost stiffly, and stroked the delicate side face of the girl in the painting.It's been a long time... She seems to have become more beautiful, with an unprecedented peace and tranquility in her expression, is it because she is about to get married?
Thinking of this, his eyes became a little gloomy.

"This is my sister's residence in Xia's house. I reconstructed it according to the real scene stroke by stroke." Xia Yu waited by the side for a while, and only after he had seen it almost, she said carefully, "That night, I stood among the flowers, The sister behind the window frame is admiring the moon, she is so beautiful, I couldn’t help but want to draw it and give it to you.”

"She's at Xia's house...is she okay?" he asked.I also felt that I was asking too much, how could she be bad?That was her natal family, she was with her relatives, and... Li Lei.

Sure enough, Xia Yu said, "She's fine. She's already buying a dowry, and she's happy every day."

Pei Ziheng's hand holding the picture frame tightened, leaving a mark on the gouache painting. "You can go out now." He said to Xia Yu.

(End of this chapter)