"Can Xi'er give this painting to me?" Long Qi looked at the Die Lianhua on the table and asked softly.
"Okay..." Feng Xi'er agreed readily and added: "Five hundred taels a piece."
Long Qi smiled as happily as a child, and his already gentle temperament became even more graceful and charming.
Long Qi took out two five hundred taels and put them on the table. He chuckled and said, "The extra five hundred taels are what I reward the eldest lady."
Sure enough, he is the emperor's most beloved son, so generous.
Feng Xi'er picked up the five hundred taels and hid them in her waist without any politeness. He said freely and uninhibitedly: "Although I love money, I only take what I deserve, and I will never be greedy for half of the ill-gotten gains."
Long Qi knew that Feng Xi'er was such a straightforward person who loved money but did not worship it. Don’t be greedy for ill-gotten gains.
"Xi'er wrote the poem just now on the blank space of this paper. These five hundred taels belong to the eldest lady." Long Qi did not take back the extra five hundred taels, but offered more generous terms.
You can earn five hundred taels by writing a poem, which is equivalent to her going to Jiuzhong Tower to tell stories all day long. Feng Xi'er is not stupid, so of course she accepts it happily. Feng Xi'er quickly took back her little feet on the stool and straightened out. He stood up, blinked his big eyes, and said happily: "Deal"
Long Qi smiled, helped Feng Xi'er grind the ink, and handed the brush to Feng Xi'er.
Feng Xi'er didn't hesitate, took the brush and started writing.
Feng Xi'er's education is not high, and she is very partial to subjects in modern times. She is ridiculously poor in English and mathematics, but surprisingly good in Chinese. The Chinese teacher will share her compositions with the class every time. On the contrary, Ah Jiu is poor in Chinese and mathematics. It's ridiculously good, the two of them help each other and complement each other.
Feng Xi'er habitually writes and reads at the same time: "Butterflies love flowers, the flowers are faded to red and green, and the apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water is surrounded by people. There are few willows blowing on the trees, and there are no grasses anywhere in the world. Swings in the wall. Heretics, travelers outside the wall, and beauties inside the wall laugh. The laughter gradually disappears and becomes quieter, and the passionate people are annoyed by the ruthlessness."
This poem once again had a special meaning when it came out of Xi'er's mouth. Long Qi stood beside Feng Xi'er, carefully watching Feng Xi'er's every move. Feng Xi'er was like the playful and agile girl in white. The fairy's pink lips opened and closed, so sexy and pretty that it made him want to kiss her.
It is said that a woman's virtue is that she has no talent. Feng Xi'er has her own unique thoughts, dares to think, speak, and do. She can dance all kinds of interesting and beautiful dances, and her singing voice is clear and clear. She can be said to be versatile. She cannot speak gentle words, but she has a warm heart that is good at helping good people.
Long Qi fully understood that Xi'er's kindness could only be understood after getting in touch with her slowly.
After Feng Xi'er finished writing, she gently dried the ink and pushed the paper painting in front of Long Qi, "It's done, please take a look."
Long Qi picked up the paper painting and looked at it carefully. The words were just like the characters, majestic, upright and powerful, neat and clear. The painting is not bad, not perfect, but it has its own scene. It is already very good for a purdah lady to be able to write such good calligraphy and draw such wonderful paintings.
There was a world of difference between her before and her now. Since she woke up after blocking his sword that time, Xi'er has become so smart and capable of everything. It's really strange. Long Qi has doubted it. Although he didn't have much contact with Feng Xi'er before, now, for Long Qi It feels like they are two completely different people.
Long Qi didn't know whether it was unfortunate or fortunate, but now Xi'er was really attracted to him. Maybe he was just interested at first, but later he became more and more unable to extricate himself.
Feng Xi'er has a different kind of attractive charm. But she didn't know it, and it was this ignorance that attracted others.
Long Qi walked to the window and took advantage of the dim light of the sun. When the ink on the paper painting was completely dry, he folded the paper painting and carefully hid it in his wide sleeves.
Long Qi turned his face, and Feng Xi'er seemed to be asleep on the table.
Long Qi took a step forward lightly, picked up the cloak hanging on the wooden stand, and gently covered Feng Xi'er's back. Seeing Feng Xi'er's snow-white face stained with some ink, he smiled fondly and used his sleeves to Wipe off gently.
But he didn't want to wake up Feng Xi'er.
In Feng Xi'er's perception, although Long Qi is gentle and elegant, he is a "dressed beast". Feng Xi'er feels that the better he looks on the surface, the greater the contrast inside. With this idea, Feng Xi'er thinks Long Qi is pleasing to the eye. I also fell in love with her beautiful skin.
Her heart was beating wildly, thinking that Long Qi was going to do something. Feng Xi'er turned slightly to one side, but forgot that she was sitting on a stool at the moment, and almost fell to the ground.
Long Qi's heart was beating wildly, and he was frightened. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and reached out to hold Feng Xi'er's sideways body.
"Xi'er, you scared me to death" Long Qi's tone was reproachful, but he was more self-blame and worried.
Feng Xi'er finally cured the rotten flesh, but if she fell down again, her arm would probably become useless.
Feng Xi'er was almost scared out of her wits. She took a deep breath, shook her head twice, straightened her body, looked at the dense silver needles on her injured arm, and let out a breath of fear. It was too dangerous. If she fell to the ground, these If the silver needle pierces into the flesh, it will kill her.
Be obedient, boom, bang, good people have a safe life. Feng Xi'er comforted herself.
Long Qi saw Feng Xi'er's face turned pale and knew that she was very frightened. He reached out and gently patted Feng Xi'er's back to calm her down.
Feng Xi'er was thinking about how to send Long Qi away. Long Jiu came in carrying the medicine box.
When Long Jiu entered, he saw such a scene of "love between husband and concubine", and his suppressed anger was instantly ignited.
Long Qi, damn it.
Facing Long Jiu's cold eyes, Feng Xi'er was frightened and had the illusion of being caught on the spot.
Subconsciously, he moved the stool and got away from Long Qi's touch.
Long Qi felt disappointed and stepped aside. Watch quietly as Long Qi pulls out the needle.
Feng Xi'er peeked at Long Jiu and clearly felt that Long Jiu was angry. Why was he angry? Feng Xi'er was puzzled. When Long Jiu saw Long Qi giving her favor just now, he must have thought that she was a woman who didn't know how to be reserved.
Although Feng Xi'er said she didn't care what others thought or thought, she was very afraid of being misunderstood.
So Long Jiu doesn't like someone having such unreserved contact in his house? Feng Xi'er guessed that this was the only reason.
Of course Feng Xi'er wouldn't be arrogant enough to think that Long Jiu likes her so she's jealous? After hesitating for a moment, Feng Xi'er was frightened by this idea. Is it possible that Long Jiu was Hong Jiu, so she became jealous and angry when she saw Long Qi pestering her
everything is possible.
With this idea, Feng Xi'er began to look at Long Jiu seriously, trying to detect something in his eyes.
But Long Jiu was still cold and indifferent. Typical facial paralysis.
Long Qi saw Feng Xi'er peeking at Long Jiu, and felt an inexplicable sense of crisis.
For some reason, Long Qi felt that there was some inexplicable feeling between Feng Xi'er and Long Jiu. Perhaps it was the man's possessive nature. Long Qi felt very sad when he saw Feng Xi'er looking at Long Jiu with that look. feel bad.