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Chapter 498

After applying crab ointment for two consecutive days, the rash on her body disappeared, and her face began to rosy, and the sorrow that lingers in the Liang family gradually dissipated. When Du Wenjun told Liang Hongying the truth about the milk mixed in rice porridge, Liang Hongying had just drank a sip of water from her mouth and sprayed it on Du Wenjun's face, who had no time to dodge. Perhaps Du Wenjun had never thought of avoiding it at all, or perhaps she didn't want to show her true skills in front of Liang Hongying, or perhaps she felt guilty about taking such a big risk, and the most important thing was that her mother who was still hiding it from the child. If the ending was not as happy as now, she would undoubtedly become the most trusted senior brother and a madman's accomplice.

"Sister Wenjun, I'm sorry." Liang Hongying blushed and took out a silk handkerchief from her arms, helping Du Wenjun wipe away the water stains on her face.

"If this kid really has something to do, I'm probably the one who should say sorry now."

"Actually, you could have ruined this matter, but you told me the truth. My sister is open-minded and makes me feel inferior. Ping'er's ability to revive her is even more dependent on her sister and the two miracle doctors. The doctor's parents' hearts, you have something to hide from us, so there is naturally your reason. If you are not sure, I think Doctor Du and Brother Xu will definitely not joke about Ping'er's life."

"I don't know who has such a great blessing to marry you." Du Wenjun finished speaking and found that Liang Hongying's expression was not right, so he immediately changed his words: "I heard that Ping'er ate goat milk or cow milk since she was born. In fact, how can these things be compared to breast milk?"

"Sister, I can't blame me for this. My adopted father and mother at home have also thought of many ways for me, but I just don't take milk."

"This matter is for my sister. There are many such capable people among the aunts and sisters who come to me."

Du Wenjun quickly asked his wet nurse to help Liang Hongying find the crux of not being able to feed Ping'er as a mother. During these days when Liang Hongying stayed in Baozhilin, Du Wenjun took good care of her relatives as if she were her relatives. Even Du Qingyuan and Xu Xi joked about the blessing of Liang Hongying, which made their lives improve several levels. When Liang Hongying's increasingly bloated chest finally made Ping'er really full one day, Liang Hongying, who was originally mixed with sadness and joy, seemed to have changed her previous person. In addition, she let Liang Hongying down the past and made Liang's father look more and more wise.

Almost every day, a fat man lies on a ladder and peeps into the cottage of Baozhilin. He was originally just a painter without any fame and reputation, named Nangong Danqing. But women can always capture a special charm in paintings. A woman who was originally indifferent to the world can often turn decay into magic in Nangong Danqing's writings. After he changed a little, the charming and graceful beauty of the Chu Pavilion in Qinlou and his value has soared dozens of times under his biochemical writing. Nangong Danqing has become these. She is like duckweed, and she still begs for mercy in the world, and her life is like thin leaves. She dares to pray.

Yu Cangqiong's woman's favorite food was to change her destiny. On that day, she was invited by several young masters Yanei to Du Fu's thatched cottage to draw a picture of changing palaces and changing feathers for Zhao Caiqing, a woman whom she loves. Zhao Caiqing was able to write a good poem. She once wrote an impromptu song "Yan Returns to Liang" in Chengdu Prefecture for a song "Yan Gu Liang": There is a Yafu in the thin waist camp, a famous girl in the Chinese banquet, and a long song of Xu Zuo throws her pot. She has no joy in her heart. The King of Han Tuojing thought about a famous general and held a flying edict to climb the road. In the past, the secret agreement was all gone and she won the empty space, and she was tear like a pearl.' She won the reputation of the first courtesan of the Qinlou Chu Pavilion in Chengdu Prefecture. In the past, no one has surpassed her beautiful talks.

Nangong Danqing was originally a vulgar person, and even a mortal who eats grains and grains. No matter how strong a person is in painting, he must have a sample. As soon as he met, Zhao Caiqing, the number one guitarist in Chengdu, gave him a big and small problem. When he played her best mother-of-pearl, red sandalwood and five-string pipa for those young men, not only did he use black veil to hide his true face, but he also held the pipa half-covered his face with one hand, allowing Nangong Danqing to see only one eye from beginning to end. Nangong Danqing thought that he was unable to restore a peerless beauty with one eye. Later, when he was thinking hard in the wind and rain pavilion in the backyard of Du Fu's Thatched Cottage, the noisy voices outside the high wall of the backyard completely interrupted his thoughts. Bored, he actually moved a bamboo ladder through the yard wall to pay attention to every move outside.

Liang Hongying gave Nangong Danqing the first impression that Liang Hongying was really bleak. Liang Hongying was like a weak willow with holes and holes. It seemed that a gust of wind could blow her down. Compared with her sister Liang Hongyu, Nangong Danqing was more willing to use Liang Hongyu as a reference object to complete the painting. But the moment he saw Liang Hongying's eyes by chance, he completely gave up this idea. A certain maternal glory emanating from Liang Hongying's eyes made him fascinated. This woman who was unique from the bone made Nangong Danqing feel a kind of heartfelt impulse for the first time, just like meeting a good talent, Bole met a thousand-mile horse, and Liang Hongying will surely make his immortal paintings and make his paintings famous for the eternal age.

The next few days proved that Nangong Danqing's keen eyes were keen. When he accidentally ran into the special scene of Liang Hongying lacting Ping'er in his arms, the innocent smile of the breeze that he had never seen before completely ignited his inspiration. He wore Liang Landong on the rice paper that had been bothering for several days. In just one hour, a pair of "The Legend of Yue Girls Supporting the Pipa" appeared in a delicate and soft style with carved beams and painted beams.

Nangong Danqing may have been too focused on the painting process, and he was unaware of a man who was also surprised by the sound, appearance and smile on the painting. Until the moment the painting was completed, the other party even wanted to get close to the beauty whose ink was not dry.

"Mr. Nangong, can you bear to give up this pair of mobao?"

The person who came was an aide named Liu next to the prefect of Chengdu. Nangong Danqing met him here. This person had a clear understanding of the prefect Wu's habits. Mr. Wu was lustful, but he was particularly particular about women. Chengdu's prefecture has no shortage of beauties, but there were few women who could catch his eyes. A woman like Zhao Caiqing was like that after watching him for a long time. In the words of Lord Wu, such a woman lived completely in the power and shadow of men. When some of the shining points she called personality gradually disappeared, Mr. Wu felt that Zhao Caiqing was like a delicate sweet porridge soup, and she would always get tired of eating too much. Mr. Wu first met Zhao Caiqing because of a portrait. This kind of elegance and sense of incongruity that had been called by emperors of all generations was passed on to Mr. Wu, and it was even more of a trend to carry forward it.

One of the things that the aides surnamed Liu likes to do the most is to collect portraits of beautiful women and then flatter their parents, Mr. Wu, who would have been fed up with the immortal things that would have been left with her. At this moment, seeing this unique painting, the idea of ​​taking it for Mr. Wu for himself had already emerged in his heart.

"The adults are fond of love, and the young actor is flattered. Just take the painting away by the adults."

"I'm very careful about the woman's every move in the painting. If this happens, I guarantee you a good job in Chengdu Prefecture."
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