Lady Zhao

Chapter 21

Beside the lotus pond on the east side of Duke Dingguo's mansion, it was getting late at this time, the house was stuffy, and there was a cool breeze blowing in the yard.Zhao Yuanli cultivated for a few days and asked Zhao Wenwan to eat delicious food and drink offerings every day. There were faint signs of growing flesh on his body. Of course, he was too thin before, so he added some to make him look more handsome.

Beside the banana leaves, there is a low round wooden table and two square stools with ruyi patterns. The brother and sister sit in the yard to enjoy the cool air. Xueyan occasionally goes over to get a cup of tea and give them some snacks and fruits. The rest of the siblings are alone.

Zhao Yuanli frowned and stared at the bowl of black concoction on the table. After getting along for a long time, Zhao Yuanli did not hold it with Zhao Wenwan, clearly showing his hostility towards the bowl.

Zhao Wenwan didn't say much, and pushed a small plate of preserved crabapple in front of him as a gesture.The latter curled his lips helplessly, swallowed the soup in one breath, and then hurriedly stuffed a piece of candied fruit into the mouth, which was better.

"The good medicine tastes bitter, elder brother should get used to it." Zhao Wenwan looked at the trace of childishness on Zhao Yuanli's face, who was already a young man, and suppressed a smile.

When the wind blows, the small pond is rippling, and a light lotus fragrance floats in the air, and a budding lotus quietly blooms in the shade of green leaves, and it is in full bloom.Zhao Yuanli focused on the direction of the woman's side face, and just happened to take this scene into his eyes, some of it was amazing, some of it was gratifying, and it came into his heart, which was quite complicated.

In the past, the medicine stone was hopeless, and his heart was like ashes. It was just suffering day after day, but now it is different... a bowl of bitter medicine can attract him like this, because he has someone who pays attention.

Zhao Yuanli was grateful for these days, looking at Zhao Wenwan who was sipping lemon fruit tea with a face full of satisfaction, no matter how arrogant and domineering he was in front of others, he deeply felt the warm friendship shown in him, and it was also those words that knocked him out. After waking up the self-pitying self, Zhao Yuanli curled the corners of his mouth, his eyes clear.

How can he make her stand in front of him, no matter how coquettish or flamboyant, as long as he can protect her well, it doesn't matter if he spoils her and lives wantonly.

"Big brother?" Sensing Zhao Yuanli's gaze, Zhao Wenwan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wiped the corner of his mouth, thinking that something was on it, and his appearance was a little cute.

"I didn't expect that you, like grandma, like this thing brought back by fourth uncle, and you can come up with this kind of method. It's very delicious." Zhao Yuanli smiled, and turned his eyes away from the dish wrapped in front of her. White cream on dessert.It is said that it is made of fresh milk and lemon fruit. It is soft in the mouth, and there is a layer of fresh fruit in the middle. It tastes better after being chilled, which has driven the trend of eating lemon fruit in Fuchu.

Zhao Wenwan dug a small spoonful of lemon cream cake. It was ice-cold in the mouth, and the cream was sweet but not greasy. Just taste it. This is a habit developed when she was an actor to keep her figure.Because there is no shortage of raw materials in Dingguo's mansion, she was able to toss this thing out to satisfy her appetite. It was quite surprising that she was sought after, as if her interpersonal relationship has become much more harmonious these days.

"Don't be gluttonous about this snack. If you eat too much, it will affect your health." Zhao Wenwan was worried, and told Zhao Yuanli what he had told the old lady. "It's this lemon fruit tea that clears away the heat, so it doesn't matter if you drink it as tea."

Zhao Yuanli nodded, now that Zhao Wenwan comes to his garden frequently, and even three meals are settled here, and he took the little cook Bai Ling to arrange for him together, and he did raise a few taels of meat, touching the small circle that rarely appeared on his stomach Zhao Yuanli felt that he should move around more.

The atmosphere was just right, Zhao Yuanli became interested, and picked up a brush to paint. Zhao Wenwan was not idle at the side, knowing that her elder brother's temper would not get better for a while, so she took the embroidery frame and continued the unfinished work last time. It's also time for the end.

Zhao Yuanli raised his eyes and saw that the pen turned around, peeling off a layer of rice paper and writing again. His gaze was always on the meticulous embroiderer, and the two were immersed in each other.

Almost at the same time, the two completed the movements in their hands, and their eyes met. Zhao Wenwan took a closer look and found that Zhao Yuanli painted himself, a lotus reflecting the sun, a green lotus touching the sky, a woman holding a needle and thread, a hairpin with pearls, and a beautiful appearance Duanya, it seems to be dyed with a light halo under the afterglow of the setting sun.

In the ancient times when there was no self-portrait artifact beauty software, Zhao Wenwan was so happy that he could beautify himself like this. He held up the scroll, carefully dried the ink on it, and shouted, "Brother, this painting belongs to me." That's it!"

"Okay." Seeing that she liked it, Zhao Yuanli naturally would not refuse, and his expression was quite pampering.Then her eyes fell on the purse she had just embroidered, and she couldn't find an adjective for a long time, green onion... roast duck?
Zhao Wenwan followed his line of sight to see it, thinking of reciprocity, so she graciously picked up the pouch and handed it to Zhao Yuanli, saying, "Give this pouch to elder brother."

After Zhao Yuanli took it, Zhao Wenwan realized that the things she embroidered were incompatible with this person, as if...a bit ugly?Subconsciously stretched out his hand to go back, but Zhao Yuanli put it away quickly.

"Very good."

Zhao Wenwan blushed inexplicably, holding the painting in his hand, but suddenly thought of... Tsk tsk, with the dignified appearance of the lady in this painting, how many princes of aristocratic families can be fooled!

Just when he was happy, he saw Ding Xiang coming over with the soup and medicine, and saw the two salute, and reminded, "Young Master, it's time to drink the medicine and rest."

Seeing this, Zhao Wenwan suppressed her smile, and frowned slightly, "Didn't Yuan Erli send someone over here? I remember that Shui Lian was in charge of decocting the medicine."

"Back to Miss, Shui Lian felt a little uncomfortable just now, so I asked my servant to do it for me." Ding Xiang met Zhao Wenwan's gaze, shuddered suddenly, and replied.

Zhao Wenwan stared at her for a long time, and finally spoke when she was almost unable to hold on, "Brother just ate lemon fruit cake, and this dose of medicine is at odds with it. It will take at least an hour. Let the medicine be poured out, and we will let people take it later." send over."

"This..." Ding Xiang was at a loss as she held the decoction.

"Why are you still sticking around and want me to say it again?" Zhao Wenwan said in a cold voice immediately.

Aware of Zhao Wenwan's strange attitude towards Ding Xiang, Zhao Yuanli, who wanted to mediate a few sentences as usual, met Zhao Wenwan's gaze, felt a slight movement in his heart, and looked at Ding Xiang with some hesitation, and coughed dryly, "Wen Wan missed you before Do your best, adjust the work, and let others do these things in the future."

Hearing her young master's words, Ding Xiang bit her lip, and Nuonuo stepped back, not noticing that Zhao Wenwan's gaze followed her for a long time.

"Brother, it's getting late, so you should rest earlier." Zhao Wenwan offered to leave, not wanting to bother the elder brother who had just been ill before he found out, and said after thinking about it. "There are many people in the mansion, and it is necessary to be on guard against others. Brother, just remember, Wen Wan will never harm you."

Zhao Yuanli already had a guess or two in his mind. Hearing what she said, his eyes fell on that firm little face. Seeing her tense appearance, a rare smile appeared on her face, and he reached out to touch her soft hair. ,"Ok, I know."

Being treated tenderly by this person like a child, Zhao Wenwan couldn't help but feel hot on his face. After saying goodbye to Zhao Yuanli, he left in a hurry. In Zhao Yuanli's eyes, it seemed like he was running away. His younger sister, who was so aggressive, couldn't bear others to treat her tenderly. interesting.

Qingfeng lived not far away, Zhao Wenwan stopped Ding Xiang in the long corridor, pulled him to a hidden place, knocked on the soup medicine that was still being held, and said with a cold expression, "Last time it didn't work, this time I mixed it with what?"

Ding Xiang was startled at first, and her complexion was slightly pale. Now when she heard Zhao Wenwan's question, her complexion turned completely pale. The tray in her hand was not stable, and it was also a bit deliberate. Lingling loudly, it exploded in my ears.

"Eldest...what does miss mean, I don't know."

Looking at the evidence scattered all over the floor, Zhao Wenwan treated Shang Dingxiang differently, which was quite clever, but it was a pity that he followed the wrong master. "I hate people with unclean hands and feet, those who have different intentions, those around me, you have seen the end of Kingdee, you are by my brother's side, and you say...how should I deal with you?"

"Miss is wronged, I... I can learn from the sun and the moon to my young master, and I have no other thoughts!" Ding Xiang hurriedly cried out, with tears on her face, looking very pitiful.

Zhao Wenwan couldn't bear this kind of tearful attack the most, a method used by the weak to blackmail people, and immediately lost patience, grabbed her wrist with one hand, pulled her closer, and warned viciously, "If you tell the truth who you are for If you do something, I might spare your life."

"I am the master in this mansion, and you are a servant girl. I have plenty of ways to make your life worse than death. Do you want to be sold into Ren Yazi's hands, or go to Zhuangzi to do hard labor, or, to settle everything once and for all. Here You have two days to figure it out and then tell me."

After all, with a wave of his hand, he flung the person beside the pillar with force, making a buzzing sound of impact, Zhao Wenwan walked straight away without looking back.

Since hearing the shattering, He Jingyuan, who happened to be passing by, came out from behind the pillar and helped Ding Xiang up. The latter kowtowed, his exposed wrist was flushed, and was trembling, obviously frightened. light.

"Zhao Wenwan, she's bullying too much!" As everyone knew, He Jingyuan, who had only listened to half of the words, and misunderstood the phrase "has no other thoughts", was filled with righteous indignation, and his impression of Zhao Wenwan was at the bottom of the valley.

(End of this chapter)