"Sister Xinrui, did you paint this?" Zhu Jun walked to the desk, looked at the characters in the painting, and began to guess.

Li Xinrui nodded with difficulty, and it took a long time to squeeze out a word from her throat: Yes!

"The painting is quite good, and the charm of the characters is shown, but... it's not intuitive enough!" As a doctor of archeology, Zhu Jun still has some research on traditional Chinese painting, otherwise, people would come over with play calligraphy and painting.

Ask you, he can't open his mouth and just say: "Damn it, Niubi, the painting is good!"

Li Xinrui didn't dare to look into Zhu Jun's eyes, and her eyes were even more evasive.

"Can I borrow your Four Treasures of the Study?" Zhu Jun asked again.

"Yeah!" Li Xinrui put her hands behind her back and turned her head slightly.

Zhu Jun secretly sighed, if this girl were left outside, anyone could bully her.

He thought that the scene at that time must have hit her particularly hard. Fortunately, she only had a psychological shadow, not a mental disorder. If she had a mental disorder, there would be nothing she could do.

He couldn't just find a thunderstorm and tie a kite to her body to cause lightning strikes, right?

Zhu Jun took the pen, spread out a large piece of paper, and with just a few strokes, a back figure appeared.

Li Jiba thought to himself: "Sure enough, His Highness King Wu is just as I guessed. His literary talent is extraordinary. The two articles he wrote in the palace are probably just his clumsy works."

He stared at Zhu Jun with intense eyes as he began to draw. This kind of skill was not something that could only be obtained by casual painting.

Li Xinrui was indeed attracted by Zhu Jun's paintings and couldn't help but read them carefully.

After the ink was rendered, although the facial features of the character could not be clearly seen, after Zhu Jun changed several colors, the character appeared clearly on the paper.

If you look carefully, who else could it be if it wasn't Li Xinrui?

Zhu Jun wiped his sweat and put down the brush, "I haven't painted for a long time, and I have regressed a lot!"

Practice makes perfect in any technique, and Zhu Jun is no exception. He said: "Let's see if you like it!"

"The painting is good!" Although Li Jiba's writing is not as good as his martial arts, he has read a lot of books. When he was a child, his father also found many teachers, so he still has some appreciation. "This painting skill is unique!"

Li Xinrui just looked at it from a distance and did not dare to get close. But when she saw the person in the painting, her face suddenly turned red and her hands shook even more, "Okay, okay!"

"As long as you like it, I still have a lot of painting skills. If you want to learn, I can teach you!" Zhu Jun said: "Don't think too much, I just want to find someone who can discuss painting skills, so that I can improve my painting skills."

Painting skills!”

Li Xinrui's face turned red from suppressing her emotions, her eyes were looking around, and she didn't know where to put her hands.

Seeing how nervous she was, Zhu Jun added: "Just like friends, say whatever you want without any burden."

"Friends?" Li Xinrui was stunned. She had no friends anymore. She lowered her head, knowing in her heart who gave her the life she was living now.

Although she rarely stepped out of this courtyard and rarely saw Zhu Jun, her eldest brother came here every now and then to tell her about the new and strange things outside. The one who talked the most was Zhu Jun.

Moreover, if Zhu Jun had anything delicious or fun, he would ask his eldest brother to bring her a portion.

He didn't blame her at all for being so ignorant of etiquette.

She took a deep breath, raised her head hard, and when she met Zhu Jun's sincere eyes, the anxiety and fear in her heart gradually diminished.

"Okay!" She nodded heavily, and a smile appeared on her face. Although this smile was very stiff, it was one of her rare smiles.

Zhu Jun touched his palm and said, "Okay, then it's settled. From now on, you will be my Taoist friend. What is the only thing called a Taoist friend?"

Li Xinrui shook his head.

"Those who share the same goals are called Taoist friends. Your yard is not far from mine. You can come to me at any time to chat about painting skills or anything else!" Zhu Jun smiled, and then said domineeringly to Li Ji: "Let's go, don't disturb me.

Rest your heart!"

Li Jiba glanced at Li Xinrui and nodded silently.

After leaving the room, Zhu Jun said: "Sister Xinrui's situation is more serious than I thought. I was too anxious. I have to open her heart step by step.

Only by guiding her can she slowly get better.

I just painted just to have something to talk about with her."

"Your Highness took the trouble!" Li Jiba was grateful.

"Your sister is my sister. I will definitely try my best to recover her. Not to mention getting married, at least she must be able to get out of this yard and see the outside world!" Zhu Jun patted his shoulder and said.

: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Even if she never gets married, we can still afford to support her, protect her all her life, and make her happy all her life!"

In the room, Li Xinrui picked up the painting. The ink on the painting had dried, the colors were blended more evenly, and it looked more like her.

This is the first time anyone has painted her!

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise slightly!

...

At this time, Liao Quan left the Duke Xun's Mansion before dawn.

He took more than a dozen baths yesterday, and his skin was almost bald, but he still couldn't wash away the marks on his body.

Especially on the face, they are densely covered, not to mention on the body, even on the buttocks.

He was terribly annoyed.

In short, he will never go out unless this seal is removed.

Recalling the slap he received yesterday, he felt extremely angry.

But what made him most uncomfortable was not this, but Tang Xiuling's visit.

He didn't even know how to explain it.

"Anyway, I won't admit it. Once the marks on my body are gone, she will definitely believe me!"

Thinking of this, he shouted, "Butler, butler..."

I called several times but no one responded. At this time, a servant said: "Master, the housekeeper left home with you last night and never came back!"

Only then did Liao Quan realize that the housekeeper had been dealt with by Liao Wuan.

He waved his hands in displeasure and said, "If you die, you will die. If the old guy hadn't talked nonsense, how would his affairs have been exposed?"

He felt it was a pity that he could not give the old guy two stabs to relieve his hatred!

Just as I was thinking about it, the door to the study room was suddenly kicked open.

Liao Quan was frightened, "That dog without eyes..."

Seeing the person standing at the door, Liao Quan swallowed the next few words hard.

Immediately, a gust of cold air rushed straight to Tianling Gai. The first thing he did was not to call the person standing at the door, but to quickly cover his face with his hands.

The person at the door looked at Liao Quan, whose face was covered with marks, and smiled sadly, leaving two tears in his red and swollen eyes again, "Why are you covering your face and not daring to speak? You are afraid that I will feel disgusted when I see your face."

Imprint?

You were hiding in the Duke Xun's Mansion last night, right? I called you, but you didn't hear me?

Why, do you think that if you avoid me, I won't be able to find you?

In front of me, I acted like a filial son and a virtuous grandson, crying and shouting that I wanted to avenge your father.

Turn around, put on your filial piety and go down to the brothel!
Chapter completed!