Medical Brocade

Chapter 9 Impulsive
Fortunately, Qu Huanxiang quickly shifted his gaze away and didn't stay on her, as if he just glanced inadvertently, but Qu Ruowen's heart was still beating violently.

"Xiang'er, Xue'er, come and meet you, Ye Shibo." Seeing Longzhang Fengzi's son and daughter, Qu Fengquan's expression changed a lot.

"I've seen Uncle Shi and Aunt Shi." Qu Huanxiang walked up to Ye Yaode and Wei Jinglan, straightened his back, and nodded slightly towards Ye Yaode, as a courtesy.

"I've met Uncle Shi and Aunt Shi." Qu Ruoxue was completely different, she performed a standard etiquette, her voice was sweet, and she was slim, and the two elders of the Ye family kept nodding their heads.

Qu Huanxiang, Qu Ruoxue, and Ye Moyan were considered to be of the same generation. Ye Moyan and Qu Huanxiang were not much different in age, so he stood up and called Qu Huanxiang by name, and Qu Ruoxue was also matched by name.

Qu Huanxiang's temperament was relatively cold, and he called Ye Moyan's name lukewarmly, but Qu Ruowen could tell that there was hostility towards Ye Moyan in his eyes.

When Qu Ruoxue arrived, she had a slightly shy smile on her face, her eyes seemed to be hesitant to speak, and she softly called out to Brother Ye.

Immediately, the elders of the Qu family and the Ye family all looked at them with smiles, except for Qin Xiangyue who looked disdainful and Lan Linglong who was silent from the beginning to the end.

"My lord, I think it's not that the Qu family and the Ye family can't be in-laws. There's no need to break up the engagement. There's no need for the righteous brothers and sisters. It's better to just replace Ruowen with Ruoxue. Isn't that better?" Is it?" Qin Xiangyue sat idly, and suddenly teased, bringing everyone back to the divorce.

"Retire?" Qu Huanxiang knew that Qu Ruowen and Ye Moyan had a marriage contract, but he didn't know that the Ye family came here today for this matter.

Hu Bi glanced at Qin Xiangyue with an implied warning, and then explained a few words to Qu Huanxiang.

Qu Ruowen could feel a disturbing look looking at her, and she didn't dare to look back. The relationship between Qu Huanxiang and her was too delicate, so she didn't think of a good way to deal with it.

After Qu Ruowen's incident, Ye Yaode and Wei Jinglan didn't dare to make any marriage contract lightly, not to mention that this matter has been properly resolved, and nothing can go wrong. As for other matters, it will not be too late to discuss slowly in the future.

In the moment of silence among the crowd, Ye Moyan called out, "Zi Heng."

A servant standing behind Ye Moyan walked up to him holding a long brocade box. He stared at the box for a while and wanted to take it from the servant, but the servant moved a step slightly, as if trying to persuade Ye Moyan .

Ye Moyan glared at the servant, and the servant could only obediently hand over the brocade box.

After taking the brocade box, Ye Moyan stood up, holding it in front of Qu Ruowen: "Ruowen, this is a gift from brother Yi, do you like it or not?"

Qu Ruowen didn't dislike Ye Moyan, but she didn't have a good impression either. They didn't know each other at first, and at most they met once, but looking at his behavior at the moment, she knew that Ye Moyan was not fake, and had a somewhat genuine temperament. , this kind of person must be looking for a like-minded woman.

She stood up, stretched out her hands and spread her palms, trying to hold the box Ye Moyan handed over, but showed the scars on the palms and backs of her hands.

"You..." Ye Moyan was slightly surprised when he saw it, knowing that Qu Ruowen was a concubine, but after all, the Qu family is a respectable family in the capital, how could they abuse a young lady like this.

Qu Ruowen didn't want to be found out that the bruise on the palm of her hand was from yesterday when she ran away from Luo An and Bao Fu, otherwise, she would definitely become a scapegoat.

The cowardice in her eyes was replaced by a flash of deepness. In an instant, a faint smile appeared on her face, and her eyes narrowed into crooked lines.

"Thank you, Brother Ye." Qu Ruowen took the brocade box and opened it, inside was a scroll.

Ye Moyan's name as the number one talented person in the capital has long been spread far and wide, but few people in the Qu family have seen his calligraphy and paintings, and now that he personally delivered them, several people are looking forward to it.

In the eyes of everyone, Qu Ruowen untied the thin red rope, opened the scroll, and saw that it was blank.

"Blank paper? Is Young Master Ye coaxing ignorant girls or amusing everyone, or what is the background of this paper?" Qin Xiangyue opened her mouth immediately, and Qu Fengquan's face was also a little uneasy. Let alone him, just Even Ye Yaode blamed him a little, for there were so many calligraphy and paintings, why did he bring a pair of blank ones.

Knowing that several people misunderstood, Ye Moyan was not annoyed, so he wanted to explain: "This is..."

"Feng Wuhen's picture-in-picture." Qu Ruowen stared at the blank picture scroll, murmuring the interface, with a little sadness in his eyes.

"You actually knew?" Ye Moyan's shock was stronger than being misunderstood by others. The original reason why he brought this painting was not to really give it away, but when even Ye Yaode couldn't solve it, he would reluctantly part with it. But I didn't expect to meet a person who knows how to paint here.

As soon as these words come out, even people who don't know much about painting know the origin of Feng Wuhen, the sage of painting in Qiguo, but they only know that he is a sage of painting, and the masterpieces of a sage of painting are priceless treasures.

Once, she snuggled into Yan Weijue's arms, listening to him tell about Feng Wuhen.Feng Wuhen had been crazy about painting all his life, and when he became a saint of painting, he lost his most beloved woman.When the most beloved woman marries another man, Feng Wuhen retreats for three years and finally becomes this picture-in-picture, and when this painting is given to his beloved, it is also the time of his death.

At that time, she satirized Feng Wuhen, either forget that the beloved has been painting all his life, and continue to be his painting saint, or don't concentrate on painting to snatch back the beloved, both want to possess, without sacrifice, it is easier said than done, too greedy , but get nothing.Yan Weijue said that in this world, one can have both.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, when she actually saw the painting, she would already be the one who was abandoned.She believed in him, helped him, and waited for him, but what she waited for was his cruelty.

"Do you know what is painted in this painting?" Qu Ruowen looked at the blank space in the painting with nostalgia, not caring about the surrounding environment at all.

Ye Moyan studied this painting for a long time, so he naturally knew: "His last painting is a picture-in-picture, and the picture-in-picture is Treading Snow and Seeking Plum Blossoms."

Qu Ruowen nodded: "Then you have seen it?"

"I have collected this painting for many years, and I have never seen it. I have asked a few friends, but I have no clue." Ye Moyan's face was full of regret.

"Then do you want to see the real "Treading the Snow and Seeking Plum Blossoms?" Qu Ruo asked, with an indifference on his face that wanted to reveal the truth, it was the indifference after the unforgettable pain.

"You know?" In Ye Moyan's eyes, there was ecstasy, that kind of feeling of finding out the truth and tasting the long-cherished wish.

"Since you are looking for plums in the snow, how can you look for plums without snow? Today is a good day for you." Qu Ruowen walked out of the main hall holding the scroll in her hand, and the cold wind carried the falling snow against her face. , She didn't notice it, when the snow fell like goose feathers, she unfolded the scroll and turned the scroll upward.

Immediately, the flying snow fell on Qu Ruowen's hair, becoming an embellishment, and it also fell on the scroll, smudged with little water stains.

(End of this chapter)