The second time.

It's in qiuluo's house.

She was sent to cook medicine for qiuluo

In the small kitchen, ran Changge looks at the piles of medicine cans and lots of firewood in front of her. She is slightly dizzy.

But he held back slightly and walked towards the side. He opened the medicine package carefully.

There was a slight tremor at the fingertips.

She is afraid of fire.

So in the past, when I was in the palace, I used a specially prepared medicine pot in advance.

Within her tolerance.

Here, however, all the flames must be in front of her.

Ran Changsong slowly reaches out and ignites the medicine jar in front of her.

The flames burst into the air.

Dye song back again and again, behind the Qin out of a cold sweat.

The jaw is taut and tight.

No, I can't

She can't do such a thing badly.

No.

Ran Changsong walked forward slowly, holding back the strong fear in his heart, carefully placed the medicine jar on the fire and covered it below.

Keep the flame out of your face.

Unable to see the fire below, she could barely bear it.

Between breathing, it is obvious that two points have been confused.

The strong smell of Chinese medicine gradually permeated the whole room.

Ran Changsong slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Before she could open her eyes, a loud noise exploded in her ear.

Subconsciously after opening his eyes, ran Changge has already seen that the medicine pot in front of her is burning with a raging fire, and it is running high.

It's on fire?

Dye long song leaned against the wall, and his body became stiff in an instant. All the voices seemed to be stuck in his throat and could not speak a word.

Can't move, can't shout.

The third time.

It's time to paint a picture of qiuluo.

Qiuluo had all his paintings moved to the imperial garden.

As soon as dye's long song approaches the imperial garden, his heart jumps.

This place has absolutely no good memories for her.

Qiuluo chose this place.

Ran Changge walked to the door, and then did not want to go in again. Bearing the dryness of his heart, he asked the colorful moon in front of him, "does the lady want to paint here?"

Caiyue doesn't want to see dye Changsong very much, and her attitude has never been better.

So at this moment, she was very impatient and said, "where would you like to speak with your servant? Hurry in. If you dare to let your mother wait here, be careful. "

Can you, don't be here.

Ran Changge turns a deaf ear to caiyue's words.

Just don't want to go in.

Naturally, caiyue saw her resistance.

"Don't think that in this imperial garden, you will still have a chance to hurt the lady. I tell you, you are not allowed to do anything except painting."

She didn't want to do anything at all.

If she can, she doesn't want to be involved in anything with Tyrol.

Including portraits!

Dye long song such as is thinking, slowly deep breath, will oneself depressed mood a little discharge some.

Try to control your inner feelings.

"I'm going to paint the lady."

When I got to the painting table, I found that basically everything was ready.

And the inks she used to use were all ground up and laid out in front of her.

The smell of ink has always been her favorite.

But vaguely, there is another light fragrance in the air.

She didn't know it in the past, but now it can be recognized almost immediately.

It's the smell of powder on qiuluo.

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