A poor peasant girl: Farming with a baby and abusing her husband

When Liu Zhuo and Yan Shu said goodbye to Princess Wanhe, Princess Wanhe repeatedly told them to go to the palace on the outskirts of Beijing to find her tomorrow.

On the way back, Yan Shu said:

"It looks like our trip home will be delayed for a few more days."

Liu Zhuo seemed to have something on his mind. There was a trace of worry in his expression since he said goodbye to Princess Wanhe.

"Sister, you said that bastard Huo Guang almost killed you and still got away with it. Are we too merciful?"

Liu Zhuo had already understood that Yan Shu meant not to pursue the matter for the time being. After all, they were not staying in Kyoto for a long time. They were going home soon and it was not appropriate to cause trouble.

But Liu Zhuo was not very happy to see Princess Wanhe today. Not to mention whether she knew Huo Guang's true character, as an older brother, he did not want his sister to be harmed.

"I know you are a little worried about the princess's happiness, but this is a marriage arranged by the emperor, and if we tell the princess rashly about my experience, she may think that we are slandering Huo Guang. We act according to the circumstances, and I don't want the princess to be let down by Huo Guang. .”

Yan Shu said, she was also very conflicted at this time.

Although I only had a short contact with Princess Wanhe today. But she could feel that Wanhe was a simple and kind girl.

But in this feudal society, especially the ruthless emperor's house, many things were beyond her control.

Back at the house, Yan Shu had already started preparing gifts for her visit to the princess tomorrow.

“It’s common for princesses to find rare treasures in the palace, so what should I give them as gifts?”

Yan Shu couldn't help scratching her head and thinking deeply.

Yan Shu thought of Princess Wanhe riding a horse during the day, looking dashing and naturally beautiful, so she thought it would be better to make a painting and give it to her.

This is a great unique gift to avoid falling into the trap of cliché.

She did what she said and immediately called Liu Zhuo.

"Mr. Liu, I'm thinking hard about what gift to send to my door tomorrow."

When Liu Zhuo heard this, he immediately laughed and said:

"I thought something happened to my sister! Aren't there so many gifts in the house that I brought back? I'll just ask Uncle Liu to take you to pick out a few good ones later."

Yan Shu: "No, no, that's not what I meant. The princess and I hit it off as old friends and had a great conversation. She has never seen any rare treasures since she was a child in the emperor's house, so I think I should give her something different. !”

Liu Zhuo: "Did sister come up with any good ideas? Is there anything you need my help with?"

Only then did Yan Shu explain her thoughts:

"The princess is naturally beautiful. Today I saw her dressed in red and galloping on horseback at the villa." She is particularly dashing and heroic, and she is worthy of being a princess. "

As she spoke, she spread rice paper from the table.

"So, I want to make a portrait and give it to the princess. What do you think? But I need a little help from you."

Liu Zhuo said: "What help? I'll be happy to help you if I can."

Yan Shu had already started grinding the ink in the inkstone and smiled at Liu Zhuo easily: "It's not a big deal. I'm so bad at small handwriting that I can't put it on the table. I'll ask the young master to lift it for me after I finish it." Just words.”

Liu Zhuo thought it was something big, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"That's no problem, but what I didn't expect was that my sister could still paint."

Even Yaya next to her was wondering when her mother would be able to paint.

In Yaya's impression, her mother knew nothing but farm work.

Of course they don't know the origin of Wen Guyanshu.

Yan Shu's grandfather in modern times was a leader in the field of traditional Chinese painting. She had been following her grandfather since she was a child, and she was more or less familiar with it.

When she was ten years old, her paintings had already been exhibited in exhibitions. However, she had been too lazy to practice calligraphy since she was a child, so her calligraphy could not be compared with her paintings.

Yan Shu asked Liu Zhuo to drink tea aside and wait until she finished painting.

Not to mention, as long as she has bamboo in her heart, she still has this skill even if she crosses countless galaxies.

Being short of time, she decided to paint this painting in a freehand way.

I saw only a few of her strokes, using both ink and ink, blending thick and light colors. After a while, a heroic beauty fell on the paper.

Finally, she gently tapped a little cinnabar between the princess's eyebrows, and the noble portrait of the princess was completed.

"Okay, come here and help me take a look. By the way, just help me write a poem describing the princess's nobility and beauty."

After saying that, she put down the brush in her hand, stepped aside and asked Liu Zhuo to come over.

When Liu Zhuo saw Princess Wanhe on the rice paper, he was amazed:

"It's so similar! Sister, you are really amazing. Your painting is more charming than the painters in the palace. I believe that I, Wanhe, will like it when I see it."

Yan Shu smiled shyly and said, "You praised me too much. Since you think it's good, it shouldn't be a big problem. I just want you to go out and help me go to the painting workshop to frame it later. That's okay." It’s complete.”

Liu Zhuo was forced to practice calligraphy by the tutor hired by Mrs. Liu since he was a child, so he has good handwriting. This painting paired with his calligraphy is simply perfect!

After working around for a whole day, Yan Shu also felt tired.

She thought to herself that it was not easy to travel back to ancient times, especially when dealing with these wealthy families.

After Liu Zhuo went out to frame the painting, she and Yaya fell on the bed and slept.

The princess's palace is located in the eastern suburbs of Beijing. Although it is not as big as Lanhu Villa, it looks low-key, luxurious, fresh and unique from the outside.

Yan Shu took Yaya and followed Liu Zhuo inside.

After passing through a rockery fish pond, I happened to bump into a group of people in front of me.

At this time, Yan Shu was talking to Yaya with her head lowered, without raising her head to see who was coming in front of her.

Only the voice of someone could be heard:

"Hey, who am I talking about? It turns out to be Mr. Liu!"

Yan Shu was startled when she heard this familiar voice.

She still had her head down and looked up.

Yes, she should have expected it. How could the princess hold a banquet in the palace and not invite friends?

Liu Zhuo next to him didn't expect to meet Huo Guang here.

He glanced sideways at Yan Shu and replied without any emotion on his face:

"Master Huo. You are here too!"

Huo Guang looked like it was natural.

"The princess invites friends to a party here. As her future husband, of course I want to come and support her."

He glanced at Huo Guang and looked at Yan Shu and Yaya beside him.

"Who is this? Looks familiar."

Only then did Yan Shu raise her head and calmly replied to Huo Guanglu:

"You're welcome, Mr. Huo!"

Huo Guang was also startled when he saw Yan Shu's face.

His whole body was sore and his legs were weak. Fortunately, the attendant next to him caught him in time.

"Why is it you? You're not dead?"

After Huo Guang said this, he quickly looked around.

Yan Shu rolled her eyes at him and said, "Sorry, I couldn't do what you wanted!"

At this time, Liu Zhuo had already seen Huo Guang's guilty conscience. In order to prevent him from making any further plans, he reminded:

"Miss Wen is my good friend and Princess Wanhe's honored guest!"

Huo Guang said wisely: "Please, please, the princess is in Furong Pavilion."

Then Liu Zhuoyanshu walked past him and went to Furong Pavilion, leaving Huo Guang stunned.