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"Qing'er, I'll help you." Rong Ruo took the comb from Ju Xiang's hand and combed Zi Qing's hair seriously.

"Ju Xiang, let's prepare the meal first!" Zi Qing ordered.

"Yes, Miss." Juxiang has been calling Miss Ziqing since she followed Ziqing, and she didn't change her name to Fujin because she came to Ming Mansion. Ziqing doesn't like this name of Fujin very much, and always feels that being called Fujin will give people a kind of feeling An inexplicable sense of oppression.

"Ju Xiang, girl, I think she's quite clever." Rong Ruo said as she watched Ju Xiang salute and went out.

"Could it be that... you have taken a fancy to our Juxiang?" Ziqing deliberately elongated her tone.

"Heaven and earth conscience, I just feel that with Juxiang by your side, I will feel more at ease." Rong Ruo smiled, and the movements of his hands were more gentle.

"I know, otherwise Yun'er wouldn't let Juxiang come, so don't worry about my affairs when you are in the palace, just do your job well." Zi Qing thought that she was really disappointing, so she made Rong Ruo feel uneasy.

"I'll help Qing'er paint her eyebrows." Rong Ruo turned Zi Qing's body, picked up the eyebrow pencil, and began to paint meticulously.

"You have to draw well, you can't paint me ugly."

"Qing'er is born beautiful, how can she be ugly, not to mention her husband's skills are not bad."

After drawing the eyebrows, Zi Qing saw that the drawing was really good, so she praised Rong Ruo and gave her a kiss as a reward.

"Grandpa, miss, someone from outside said that a man named Zhu Yizun asked to see him." Juxiang was holding the food in her hand, but she hadn't had time to put it down.

"Zhu Yizun?" Ziqing asked in surprise, isn't this a famous poet, poet, scholar, and bibliophile in the Qing Dynasty?

"Has Qing'er also seen brother Zhulong?" Rong Ruo asked.

"Okay! I've heard his name a long time ago, and I can finally see him today." Zi Qing smiled with joy on her face.

"Ju Xiang, invite brother Zhulong to the study." Rong Ruo ordered.

"Rong Ruo, when can you use the word Rong Ruo?" Zi Qing asked on the way to the study.

"It will be fine in a few days, and it will be fine after Ama writes my name into the shrine tree."

"Ah."

In the study room, a man in his forties was sitting at a round table, drinking tea slowly.He was wearing a bamboo-green gown. There were some wrinkles on his face, but they were not particularly obvious. His eyes were probably not very clear due to the marks of time, but the size of his eyes was just right. His nose was not very high, and his lips were dark. It's not a rosy color, but a little darkened. Of course, it doesn't look like poisoned, just a little bit darkened, not serious, and the overall look is very friendly.

"Brother Zhulong, this is Mrs. Lu, my wife."

"Yun'er, this is brother Zhulong, brother Zhu took my name." Rong Ruo introduced Ziqing and Zhu Yizun to each other.

"I heard that Madam is very good-looking, and seeing her today really deserves her reputation. Chengde is really blessed!" Zhu Yizun was not very restrained.

"Have Mr. Zhulong eaten breakfast? If you don't mind, why don't you eat it with us?" Ziqing remembered that it was still early in the day, and Zhulong might not have eaten yet, besides, she and Rongruo hadn't eaten either. You can eat together.

"That's right, brother Zhulong, why don't we have dinner together!" Rong Ruo said.

"Then it's better to be respectful than obedience." Zhu Fang said with a smile, there was nothing uncomfortable about it.

"Xiaoju, set the meal!" Ziqing ordered.

On the other hand, Rong Ruo and Zhu Yizun had already started chatting, judging by their posture, their friendship between the two of them was definitely settled.

"Brother Zhufang, how long can you stay in the capital this time?" Rong Ruo and Zhufang had written letters before, so they knew each other's situation well.

"When I come to the capital this time, I will stay for a while, mainly to get together with friends in the capital, write poems, and by the way edit and publish the collection of words that needs to be edited." Zhu Yu said.

"Well, in the letter, brother Zhulong said that he stayed in Luhe for a while, but this time he came to the capital because of Gong Dingzi?"

"Exactly, oh! The destiny is impermanent..." Zhu Fang couldn't help sighing when he heard Rong Ruo mentioning the death of Gong Dingzi.

"Mr. Gong Dingzi is also very good to scholars. It's a pity..." If Rong Ruo didn't mention the negative things about Gong Dingzi, there are no people left, and it's meaningless to mention these again.

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Rong Ruo and Zhu Yizun had a great time talking each other, but Zi Qing seldom interjected. First, as a woman, it is best not to meddle in the conversation between her husband and his friends. Second, Come on, Ziqing only has a general understanding of the literati at this time, not a deep understanding, and it is not easy to comment on anything casually.

After breakfast, Ziqing found a reason to go back to her room. Originally, having breakfast with Zhu Yizun was already beyond the rules, and it was not good for Ziqing to stay any longer.

Ziqing learned how to make summer clothes from Juxiang in the room. It is spring now, and summer clothes are not difficult to make. It doesn’t take long to make one for Rongruo. Naturally, it’s just the clothes to wear inside, and the robes on the outside. Ziqing It is impossible to do it, and it is too late to learn it now.

"Is that so?" Zi Qing asked after injecting the needle.

"Yes, miss." Juxiang's craftsmanship is very good, Ziqing knows this, because Juxiang made a flag dress for Ziqing before, the style is novel, and the color is light yellow that suits Ziqing's complexion.

"Ju Xiang, if it were you, how long would it take to make such a dress?" Zi Qing's hands didn't stop.

"It can be completed in about a day." Juxiang replied.

"So fast?" Zi Qing thought she heard it wrong?But thinking about it carefully, Ju Xiang's craftsmanship is very good, such simple clothes are naturally not worth mentioning in the eyes of a god-level figure like Ju Xiang.

"Oh, my speed is just..." Before he finished speaking, he was surrounded by a warm embrace behind him.

"Qing'er, did you make this for your husband?" Rong Ruo said with a smile as she kissed Zi Qing's face.

"Are you back? Is Mr. Zhu Yizun gone?" Ziqing continued to work hard.

"Well, I'm going back, Qing'er, if it's too much work, then don't do it." Rong Ruo held Zi Qing in her arms.

"Aren't you kidding me? I can't make such a simple summer dress, so what else can I do?" Zi Qing shrugged.

"Hehe, that's not what being a husband means. I'm afraid that Qinger will be tired." Rong Ruo tapped Ziqing's forehead lightly.

"I want to make clothes for you, I want to see you wearing the clothes I made, it will be very fulfilling." Zi Qing turned around and said to Rong Ruo with a smile.

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"Okay, when Qing'er is ready, I will put it on right away." Rong Ruo pinched Zi Qing's nose and smiled.

"By the way, Zhu Yizun said that he will stay in the capital for a while, so you are going to accompany him then?"

"Could it be that my wife is eating brother Zhulong's dry vinegar?" Rong Ruo Nuo asked happily.

"You...why am I jealous with a man?" Zi Qing curled her lips and glared at Rong Ruo.

"Yes yes yes, it's my husband's fault. Brother Zhulong said that he would meet Qian Chengzhi, Chen Zuoming, Yan Shengsun and others in Fengtai in a few days, and I will go there when the time comes." Rong Ruo explained.

"Well, when the time comes, you have to do your best to be a landlord." Zi Qing still didn't stop her movements.

"Qing'er, are you just focusing on making clothes and ignoring your husband?" Seeing that Ziqing didn't look at her, Rong Ruo felt a little resentful.

"This is the clothes I made for you..."

"That's not okay, Qing'er should be with me, not just making clothes." Rong Ruo became a bit rascal.

"Okay, don't do it, then what do you want me to do with you? Are you in a daze?" Zi Qing put the clothes on the table and asked, spreading her hands.

Rong Ruo pulled Ziqing out of the room.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Go to the study." Rong Ruo said while walking in front, pulling Zi Qing who was behind.

"Why do you go to the study? Practice calligraphy?"

"We'll know when we arrive."

To the study.Ziqing watched Rong Ruo excitedly put various colors of paint on it.

"What are you doing?" Painting?Pulling myself, is it to teach myself to draw?

"Qing'er, I want to draw you." Rong Ruo closed the door, smiled and pulled Ziqing to sit down.

"Draw me? Do you dare to use me as a model?" Zi Qing said.

"model?"

"It's just sitting here and drawing a model for you!"

"Qing'er bear with it, sit for a while, by the way, take off your face, I want to draw your face."

"Okay!" Seeing Rong Ruo so excited, Zi Qing didn't disappoint him. Of course, being a model for someone she loves is also a happy thing.

"By the way, Rong Ruo. I have a camera, so I should take a picture of it as a souvenir." Zi Qing brought the camera, took a picture, taught Rong Ruo how to use it, and then took some pictures for each other.

"Qing'er, this camera is amazing, it can see clearly than a mirror."

"That's right! So if we meet some special day in the future, how about taking a photo?" Zi Qing leaned against Rong Ruo's arms, looking at the photo she just took.

"This proposal is wonderful." Rong Ruo agreed with a smile.

"Okay, you can draw a picture for me. It's time to draw a similar picture." Zi Qing put away the camera and said.

"Then Qing'er has to give her husband some encouragement first." Rong Ruo moved her cheek towards her.

"This is a reward!" Zi Qing quickly kissed her face.

So, Rong Ruo began to paint seriously, looking at Ziqing sitting in front of her, she always felt an indescribable sense of happiness in her heart, and always felt that she should draw the current Ziqing, not only the current one, but also the current one. In the future, even if they have children in the future, they will also draw their children together, of course he cannot be missing...