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197 love painting

After cleaning the wound on Yu Tianrong's shoulder and applying medicine, the pain decreased a lot. He woke up not long after sleeping. When he opened his eyes, he found that only his maid was taking care of him. Thinking that both Feng Hua and Xia Yue were injured,

Then he called the maid and asked, "How are Xia Yue and Feng Hua?"

The little maid brought her a glass of water to moisten her mouth, and then asked someone to bring the medicine before she replied carefully: "Madam, the injuries of Housekeeper Xia and Guard Feng are not serious. They ordered the slaves to take good care of Madam.

They have things to do."

"Where is Rui'er? Pei Ruochen——"

"Madam, please don't worry. The young master has been rescued by Mr. Pei. However, Mr. Pei said that the madam was injured because he was afraid that the young master would be worried if he saw her. So he took her to the Pei family first and asked Mrs. Pei to take care of her for a few days. When Madam, you are healed, you can bring the young master back."

Did he really rescue Rui'er? Yu Tianrong finally felt relieved. However, she was still worried about Xi Bingxuan's affairs. She had not received any news from there for half a month, and she didn't know how he was doing.

Already?

After drinking the medicine, Yu Tianrong said to the maid: "Xiao Hu, help me get up!"

Xiao Hu looked at her worriedly and said, "Madam, your injury - it's better to lie down and rest! Otherwise, Guard Feng and the others will blame me for not taking good care of Madam when they come back."

"It's okay. I want to get out of bed and go to the studio to have a look. It's just that my left shoulder is injured."

"But--"

Yu Tianrong glanced at her, "Xiaohu, I am the master! They still have to listen to me."

Xiaohu was startled and quickly explained: "Madam, I didn't mean that, I was just worried about Madam..."

"Okay, I know, I'm joking with you, help me up!" Yu Tianrong shook his head helplessly. The people around him almost regarded the four guys as their bosses and forgot about the chief boss.

Coming to the studio, Yu Tianrong adjusted his mood and his eyes lingered on the paintings on the wall... Beautiful things never last forever. Many beautiful things are fleeting like fireworks, but paintings can capture many beautiful things.

Although these things are not alive, they most truly preserve the memory of history.

"Madam -" Xiaohu looked at Yu Tianrong in a daze for a long time, and couldn't help but interrupt her, "Madam, are you -"

Yu Tianrong turned around and smiled slightly, "Yes, I want to draw. You are so smart!"

Xiaohu was dumbfounded. She wanted to remind her that it was time to go back to the room to rest... Yu Tianrong glanced at her and comforted her: "Don't worry, I drew with my right hand, it doesn't affect it, and I just stay like this for an hour."

Now, go and help me prepare water and paint!"

"But--"

"Go ahead, I want to paint!" Yu Tianrong said in an unquestionable voice.

Xiaohu had no choice but to obey the order and prepare. She didn't understand why the wife was so keen on painting. The rich wives of other families didn't like to enjoy their days leisurely, go to parties, enjoy flowers, and listen to plays when they had nothing to do.

, or embroidering things at home, who would spend a lot of time on painting!

Slowly sitting on the chair, Yu Tianrong sighed softly. If a person stands on the edge of life, tears open the cracks in time and space, and sees the past filled with whirlpools coming and going. What can be retained is one's own heart.

Yes, sometimes, in order to live, we can't even keep the original innocent soul.

Didn't someone say: When people truly walk in society, they begin to tend toward vulgarity.

That statement is actually true. After you truly enter the big mess of society, you will be forced to change people's hearts under the pressure of many realities!

She is lucky to be here! Although the fate of her body is very sad, it is over. She can start a new life, and in this era, she can live more freely and freely.

"Madam, everything you need is ready." Xiao Hu skillfully placed the paint brushes on the table next to him, put the brush washer aside, and fixed the drawing paper on the drawing board for Yu Tianrong, just enough for Yu Tianrong to

She can sit and paint.

Yu Tianrong smiled at her and said, "Okay, thank you for your hard work. I can do it by myself. You can go do other things!"

"Madam, I'll stay and help you, if—"

"No need, I like to paint alone."

Xiaohu left helplessly, secretly worried that Fenghua would blame his fate for taking care of the madam when he came back to escort them. However, who dares to disobey the madam? Although the madam is usually gentle and generous to the servants, but when encountering

When it comes to things, Madam makes her own decisions!

well!

As soon as Xiaohu walked out of the yard, he bumped into Feng Hua who had come back from outside. When he saw her, he asked, "How is Madam doing now?"

Xiaohu was just thinking about it when he was startled by Feng Hua's sudden voice. After seeing the person clearly, he replied worriedly: "Madam is already awake." Should I say that Madam is in the studio? Xiao Hu was a little confused, Feng Hua said.

Glancing at her, a chill hit her, and Xiaohu immediately added: "Madam has already taken medicine when she woke up, but now - madam is in the studio, saying she wants to paint alone without me being around to disturb her.

I--"

"Huahua?" Feng Hua's eyes darkened, and her playful smile disappeared. Xiaohu, who was used to seeing the crooked Feng Hua, suddenly felt nervous and couldn't help but explain: "I have persuaded Madam, but Madam..."

"Go and do your work!"

Phew—Xiao Hu breathed a sigh of relief and left quickly. Guard Feng’s seriousness was really scarier than Guard Chi who always had a cold face!

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