"Mule?" Su Lingxiao was taken aback.
Not to mention Su Lingxiao, even shopkeeper Su and the bodyguard who is the model are confused, okay, what do you draw mules for
Why don't you draw horses, donkeys, and mules? How would Gu Qianxue know? "I don't know if Master just dragged a mule for me to paint. Master didn't tell me why."
Su Lingxiao's gray eyes flickered, and he just smiled inexplicably, but didn't pursue the question in the end.
Gu Qianxue shut her mouth tightly, and she understood the reason that too many words would lead to mistakes.
It was noon, the busy two had lunch, Su Lingxiao also took the medicine, and continued to paint.
Qianxue was worried, "Why don't you, Mr. Su, take a nap and rest?"
"No, I want to finish the painting." In fact, he was greedy for the time with her.
The two drew quietly for a while, Gu Qianxue turned her head, only to find that Su Lingxiao's painting progress was about the same as hers, she was very surprised, "Mr. Su, are you a genius?"
Su Lingxiao only smiled slightly, "Do you know what I thought of when I was painting just now?"
"What did you remember?" Qianxue simply stopped and looked at him.
Su Lingxiao also straightened his pen, staring down at his extremely thin wrist, "Thinking of just learning calligraphy when I was a child, in order to exercise my arm strength to make the writing more muscular, I nailed the paper to the wall, hanging like this. Writing with the wrist is similar to the painting posture of sketching."
Gu Qianxue suddenly realized, "No wonder, logically, people who just started using drawing boards are rarely used to it. This is why you are so proficient."
Su Lingxiao sighed faintly, and shifted his gaze to the closed window, as if he could overlook the mountains through the edge of the window. "I seldom look back on the past. As long as I think of the time I wasted when I was healthy, I deeply regret it."
When Qianxue heard this, she quickly changed the subject, "Master Su, let's not talk about the past, let's think about something happy, besides, it's fine if you don't have a healthy body, you are still young."
Su Lingxiao just smiled, but no longer interested in painting.
In a flash, the two also drew for more than three hours.
Unknowingly, the sunlight was no longer strong, and the light in the room became poor.
The most important thing in sketching is light. If the light is not clear, it is impossible to paint.
"Master Su, you are tired too, let's draw another day, can you rest first?" Qianxue said softly.
Su Lingxiao nodded, but he was tired.
The guard who was originally a model hurried forward to put away the two drawing boards. The shopkeeper Su stepped forward to help Su Lingxiao lie down. Gu Qianxue didn't leave, but sat on the footstool in front of the bed, lying on the edge of the bed, "Sleep at ease ,I'll be with you."
"Okay." Su Lingxiao replied softly. Although her eyes were closed, her eyebrows twitched twice, which was a sign of struggle.
The more people are dying, the more they don't want to die. The memories of this time are full of good things in this world. Recalling all the happy things once will aggravate the fear of death.
Qianxue thought that if this continued, Su Lingxiao might have a seizure, "Master Su, go get the breathing airbag."
"Yes." Shopkeeper Su didn't dare to neglect, and hurried to get the airbag.
At this time, the three doctors also ran in in a panic.
Gu Qianxue reached out and grabbed Su Lingxiao's hand, held it tightly, and said to the doctor calmly, "It's nothing, Mr. Su is fine." But she was very nervous in her heart, and secretly prayed that Su Lingxiao would never have an attack, because every time he had an attack now , are one step closer to death.
Soon, the breathing airbag was brought in, Gu Qianxue put the mask on Su Lingxiao's mouth and nose, and shopkeeper Su began to press the airbag.
Su Lingxiao's expression was indifferent from the beginning to the end, like a doll being manipulated at will.
Gu Qianxue was very frightened, and racked her brains to come up with something to distract Su Lingxiao's attention, to bring him back from the beautiful and painful memories, and suddenly had an idea, "Have you ever heard a lullaby, Mr. Su?"
Not to mention, this new term really caught Su Lingxiao's attention. "No."
Because of the mask, his voice was not very clear.
"As the name suggests, a lullaby is a song that a mother sings to a baby in the cradle to lull the baby to sleep. May I sing it to you?" Gu Qianxue's back felt numb at the thought of singing. She couldn't dance before Can't sing, is it possible to travel through time, both singing and dancing
How much she wished that Su Lingxiao could refuse, but in Su Lingxiao's pale gray eyes, there was enthusiasm like a small flame burning.
Qianxue sighed deeply. She had dedicated everything to the medical cause. She coughed a few times and began to sing slowly.
The moon is bright and the wind is quiet
leaf shade window mullion
cricket called clank
like the strings
The sound of the piano is lightly tuned
rocking cradle
baby close eyes
sleeping in a dream
chime clock ding dong
late at night
baby growing up
Make great contributions to the motherland
moon that bright
the wind is quiet
rocking cradle
baby sleeping in dream
smiled slightly
Although it was not out of tune, Gu Qianxue's singing voice was not beautiful, she just sang softly.
Su Lingxiao's frowning eyebrows slowly relaxed, and then her breathing gradually became even, and she slowly fell asleep.
Shopkeeper Su also heaved a sigh of relief seeing this.
Su Lingxiao fell asleep, but Gu Qianxue didn't stop, just singing slowly over and over again.
After using the breathing airbag, Su Lingxiao's complexion finally faded from cyanosis and returned to fairness, and there was a faint blush on his cheeks, which was a gradually healthy color.
Gu Qianxue stared at it for a long time, and even listened to her heartbeat and checked her pulse. Then she breathed a sigh of relief, got up and left the room.
When he walked out of the room, he was surprised to find that at some time, Chu Yan had returned from the capital, standing outside the door with a gloomy expression.
Gu Qianxue's heart sank, and she forced a smile, "Chu Yan, follow me."
The two of them left the house and followed the winding path to the gazebo again.
For a while, Chu Yan didn't say a word, and Gu Qianxue didn't know where to start asking. In other words, she didn't have the courage to ask.
It was evening, the sun was setting, and the sky was red.
Gu Qianxue, who was blown cold all over by the cold wind, finally shook her lips, "Has the letter... been delivered?"
"Sent." Chu Yan replied.
"... What did he say?" Gu Qianxue's voice became softer.
Chu Yan took a deep breath, then took out the letter from his bosom, and handed it over.
Gu Qianxue took the courage to accept the letter, and took out the paper from the envelope, only to find that the letter she had drafted had his name on it, and even his private seal.
Gu Qianxue felt her eyes go dark, and almost dropped Na and Li Shu on the ground.
Chu Yandao, "King Li summoned the officials of the Household Registration Department of Kyoto overnight to record it, and this agreement will take effect immediately."
Gu Qianxue nodded, "Okay, okay, it's good to get back together. Maybe everything was a mistake."
Chu Yan was also very depressed, because this time she not only gave He Li the book, but also said goodbye to another person.
"The princess is referring to a mistake, what is it?" Chu Yan was slightly lost.
Qianxue looked in the direction of the capital, "Yes, everything is wrong, whether it is him or him."