Both paintings are very abstract.

The former exudes a strange and terrifying feeling.

The latter is cozy.

The signature above is the same person.

Xi Cheng.

"Why haven't I seen it before..."

Bai Qiu muttered that it should have happened during her absence.

She remembered that there was also a picture of Xize.

She just rummaged through the mess on the floor, but didn't dig through it.

Bai Qiu took these two paintings and went out.

The commotion upstairs alerted the maids, and several came up to see what was going on.

Bai Qiu asked.

The maid said, "The fourth young master threw away the eighth young master's paintings a few days ago and replaced them with his own paintings."

She remembered that after Xi Ze came out of the mental hospital, he first threw away Xi Cheng's paintings and hung up his own.

Maybe this is the brotherhood she doesn't understand.

Bai Qiu twitched the corner of his mouth and handed them the two paintings by Xi Cheng, "Take them and reinstall them according to the original order, and clean up the room."

When Bai Qiu ran downstairs, two figures were fighting fiercely on the lawn to the north of the castle, and the silver whip drew lines of silver light in the night.

Meng Jin and Yingying were standing outside the lawn, wanting to stop them but not knowing how.

The security guards patrolling the manor and some gardeners who were awake were all alerted. They looked around in fear, not daring to stop or speak.

Bai Qiu didn't even wear a coat. He shivered from the cold. He squeezed to Yingying and Meng Che and asked, "What happened to them?"

Yingying looked at the two figures and bit her lip without saying anything.

Meng Che touched his nose and said, "They are not always like this."

Previously, Shen Pan went to Tianyin to save Xi Jiu, which was a real risk of his own life.

So emotional.

When Xi Jiu and Xiao Wenhao fought to the death before, they all thought that Xi Jiu was angry and frightened.

The two of them seem to have some feelings for each other.

As a result, when they turned around, the two of them still didn't get along well each time they met.

Meng Che now agrees with Hua Shili's words that these two are destined to have a bad fate.

"What's going on?"

"The Ninth Princess and Mr. Shen are fighting..."

At this time, there was a noise behind them. Everyone turned around and saw Xi Qiongzhi and his party.

The manor servants who were watching immediately bowed their heads and saluted, "Old lady, fourth young master, eighth young master..."

Xi Ze looked at the lawn first and asked Yingying, "When did you come back?"

Yingying pursed her lips, "Tonight."

Not even an hour

Xize frowned, "Why are you fighting?"

"The two of them..." Liu Shiyue came from behind with a strange look in her eyes, "If they fight, they can fight whenever they want, so why do they need a reason?"

That's true, but...

Bai Qiu said quickly, "Shen Tan entered the ninth princess's bedroom and slept on her bed!"

"…………"

Five seconds later.

Xize's head was full of black lines, "Then he deserves it."

Liu Shiyue stopped talking.

"Cough cough cough..."

Xi Qiongzhi coughed.

Xi Cheng frowned slightly, helped her up, and motioned to the servant next to him, "Help grandma go in first."

He turned around and walked towards the lawn, looking at the silver whip flying like a silver dragon in the night sky and two figures, one black and one white, and shouted in a deep voice, "Have you two had enough trouble?"

Panicking, he immediately stopped.

Xi Jiu frowned and pulled his wrist. The whip that was about to land on his shoulder fell to the ground, grazing his shoulder.

Five minutes later.

Living room on the first floor of the castle.

Xi Qiongzhi was also wearing a formal suit, a patterned dark red knitted cardigan, and a striped silk scarf of the same color tied around her neck, which made her very energetic and full of superior aura.

But the clear wrinkles on her face, the crutch in her hand, and her gray hair all tell her age and old age.

Xi Cheng was wearing a black formal suit and stood straight next to him.

He used to be in a wheelchair, but now he stands about 1.8 meters tall. His leather shoes are shiny and he walks steadily as usual. It is not obvious that the straight trousers are filled with prosthetic limbs.

The messy artist's long hair that was originally piled around his neck was also cut short to a moderate length.

The suit is straight, the facial features are sharp, and the whole person looks much clearer.

"What does it look like for you two to make such a fuss when you come back?"

Like others, Xi Cheng spoke in a stern tone.

Xi Jiu, who was standing below, wiped the whip with the disinfectant wipe handed over by Yingying, and said expressionlessly, "He sleeps in my bed."

Shen Tan was standing next to Xi Jiu, his nightgown was torn by the whip, and there was a bloodstain on the butterfly bone on the left side of the raised back, soaking through the nightgown.

The front is loose and cannot be fastened, and the raised collarbone is delicate and beautiful.

There was a fight just now, and due to the intense exercise, my face and skin were all flushed.

The clothes are not covering the body, and the buttocks are revealed.

Xi Cheng called to Xi Sheng, "Find him some clothes first!"

As soon as Xi Sheng moved, he saw Xi Jiu swinging the freshly polished whip behind him. He took the blanket spread on the sofa into his hand, threw it away, and covered Shen Shi completely in it.

"..." Xi Sheng looked at Xi Cheng with pleading eyes.

"There's no need to go." Xi Cheng twitched the corner of his mouth and asked with a calm gaze, "There are so many rooms that are not enough for you to sleep in. Do you have to sleep in that room?"

"I..." Chen Xun didn't mind it. He pulled the blanket down and put it on his body, exposing his head. His eyes were red and he was about to speak when he suddenly coughed violently, "Cough cough cough cough..."

The waist was bent.

That's a jarring thing.

That's serious.

"Chen Feng isn't here, and no one will care about you even if you cough to death." Xi Ze kicked Shen Feng's shin from behind in annoyance, and sneered, "Don't expect to pretend to be weak and cough here, or you will be fooled by poor people."

They just arrived this morning.

We have to have a meeting together anyway.

Shen Xing asked Shen Feng to return to Beidi City and ask Zhong Zhongshan to come over, while he came here.

Last time, he lived here for a while, and Xi Qiongzhi agreed.

Xi Ze and Liu Shiyue didn't take a break either, and followed Xi Qiongzhi to the council.

Who would have known that Xi Jiu would also come back in the middle of the night.

The two even fought again.

"Stop talking, I'll say it for you." Xi Ze looked at that pretentious look and rolled his eyes, "I think you're just unworthy. If you don't find something to do with Xiaojiu for a day, you'll be beaten and your whole body will be itchy." .”

A piece of shitty bones.

Shen Pan glanced at him sideways, "Are you jealous?"

“Jealous? Am I jealous of you?”

Chen Shen said slowly and with fear, "Maybe I haven't noticed it in my bones."

"you……"

"alright."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Xi Qiongzhi finally spoke.
To be continued...