"My lord said that we won't sell it for any amount. You'd better go back." The guard's tone was obviously a little impatient.
"Two hundred thousand, two hundred thousand taels!"
The guard stared at him and shook his hand, and a black ball appeared in his palm: "My master said, if you can't get rid of him, just give him this."
The servant was so frightened by the small black ball that his face turned pale, and he almost ran back and forth. After retreating more than ten meters away, he shouted in fear: "500,000! 500,000 taels!" Can't you..."
The guard got angry and raised his hand to make a throwing motion. The servant immediately ran away like a rabbit.
The guard took Lei Zhenzi back into his bag with a look of pride, and after a brief silence, he swears fiercely: "Damn it, buy a painting for half a million taels... I should have known that I would also learn to paint back then. "
Five hundred thousand taels of silver is enough for an ordinary family to live comfortably for ten lifetimes.
While lamenting, he didn't notice that a white shadow directly passed the wall more than ten meters away from him. And even if he happened to look there just now, he would only feel a white shadow flickering in front of him, at most he thought he was dazzled.
Hua Shui is soft and gentle, her heart is as pure as water, and her heart is even more conservative, adhering to all the principles that a woman should have. As a woman, she is filial and dependent on her parents; as a mother, she is loving and doting to her children; as a wife, she is obedient to her husband, and never has to worry about her cheating and betraying. Such a woman is the perfect wife.
And because of this, even if her heart has already started to germinate towards Ye Wuchen, she will forcefully suppress it, and even feel that she has made a big, big mistake and blame herself. Because she can't be sorry for the future husband her father has set for her.
And what Ye Wuchen has to do is to force her to make a decision. The most direct method is naturally to force her to degenerate. Once she falls into the hands of a man, with her temperament, she will never think about other men in her life.
With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he found out the location of half of the Hua family's personnel. As he expected, the Hua family didn't even have a few decent guards. But he also knew that each of those seemingly ordinary servants had been trained to be a master of firearms, and whoever dared to break in would be sent away by a thunderbolt.
Sitting in her boudoir, Hua Shuirou couldn't help but took out the "Bending Lotus" that she had read countless times, and unfolded it gently.
Whether it is the delicate lotus, or the green pool water and its reflection in the water, they are all so lifelike, just like the real thing. Although the wonderful scene of the lotus flower blooming at the beginning can no longer be reproduced, this painting is still an amazing masterpiece, and it is perfect without any flaws.
After seeing it too many times, she already vaguely knew that what she was looking at was not the painting, but the implication in the painting that made her heart beat, and the figure that appeared in her mind when she saw the painting. The look in his eyes and the indifferent smile he seemed to hang on the corner of his mouth forever lingered in her heart, lingering.
The young girl who is in love should be confused and shy in her heart, but besides these, she is more bitter and a deeper and deeper sense of guilt.
She has always known that her future husband has been decided six years ago, and she does not allow herself to be tempted by others. Although she had never had the subtle feelings towards Lin Xiao towards Ye Wuchen, and she didn't even remember what he looked like so clearly.
She shouldn't have accepted the painting, let alone handed over her jade flute to him. She wanted to ask the servant girl to take the painting away several times, throw it away or burn it. But whenever the words were about to come out, she took them back abruptly, because every time she handed the painting to the servant girl, her heart suddenly became very empty, as if she had lost something extremely important. There is even an inexplicable fear. So, she suddenly took the painting back and let the maid go out.
If there is no this painting, Hua Shuirou who only has a little feeling for Ye Wuchen may gradually forget him in the process of deliberately forgetting him. And Ye Wuchen used this painting to touch the girl's mind, unless she really discarded this painting, otherwise it would remind her to remember him like a nightmare, until she couldn't forget it.
"Does it look good?"
A voice sounded lightly in her ear, as familiar as a dream. Hua Shuirou, who was in a daze, responded softly, then woke up suddenly, turned around in a panic, but almost collided with a person's face, she took a few steps back in confusion, and finally saw him clearly, For a moment, I couldn't believe my eyes: "It's... it's you!"
"It's me, are you surprised?" Ye Wuchen showed that smile that had appeared in Hua Shuirou's mind countless times.
Hua Shuirou was confused, and asked in panic: "You... how did you get in?"
"I came here because I wanted to see you, didn't you miss me too? My little Rourou." Ye Wuchen said with a smile while admiring her amazing bewildered expression.
Ye Wuchen's intimate address made her face turn red, and her heartbeat also accelerated a lot. She hurriedly hid the painting behind her back, and said anxiously: "Who...who is missing you. Get out quickly...or I will call someone, my father is very powerful."
She has never been in the same room with a man other than her father, and this is the boudoir where she has never been set foot by a man.
"Your father is not at home now. Listening to your voice, it seems that you are worried about me, isn't it? Don't worry, your father will not blame me." Ye Wuchen sat on the fragrant couch belonging to Hua Shuirou, Sniffing the pleasant fragrance lightly.
"Get out, or I'll really call someone." Hua Shuirou took another small step back, and I felt sorry for her flustered state.
The smile on Ye Wuchen's face disappeared, he sighed faintly, and said softly with some desolation: "You hate me?"
His expression made Hua Shuirou panic even more inexplicably, almost subconsciously, she shook her head and said, "No..."
"Then why do you keep driving me away?"
"Because... this is my room, no one else can come in."
"Isn't it possible for your future husband too?" Ye Wuchen looked at him and said seriously.
Hua Shuirou's crystal-clear eyes widened, and she was at a loss for this sudden sentence.
"As long as you are willing, you will always belong to me Ye Wuchen in the future, no one can stop it." He smiled lightly, but said every word so clearly, so firmly, no doubt.
The heartbeat accelerated again, as if it would jump out at any time. This feeling is not fear, even, she doesn't understand why her heart beats so fast suddenly. But immediately, she thought of the engagement between the Hua family and the Lin family.
She shook her head vigorously: "No, we can't do this...you, if you don't go out, I'm really going to scream."