Alternative Title: 卿卿入畫來
Author: 柳溪飛
Status: Completed
Added: 4 hours ago
Updated: 4 hours ago
Next book "The Eldest Senior Brother Became My Loyal Servant" is waiting for your收藏～
It will be paid content on December 15th, starting from chapter 24 backwards.
This story is a cute, funny, and sweet read with no angst.
【Quirky thinker but actually timid skillful wife x Gentle, doting, wealthy merchant husband】
It wasn't until Zeng Zhengqing came to propose that Tang Qingduo realized she actually had a marriage engagement with the wealthy Zeng family!
Fate has eyes!
She finally didn't have to make a living by drawing "unspeakable" paintings anymore!
She hastily agreed and hid her past, determined to become a dignified and graceful mistress of the Zeng family.
However, her mind looked towards the money, while her body shrank back. On the wedding night, she trembled like a sieve, and when her new husband leaned over, she raised her foot and kicked him, sending him tumbling head over heels.
Qingduo trembled even more violently:
It's over! Before enjoying the blessings of being a noble lady, she's going to be returned by her husband's family!
Fortunately, her husband was considerate and gentle, comforting her not to be anxious and that they could take it slow.
Qingduo was moved to tears and secretly vowed to repay her husband well. For instance, watching her husband's figure as he bathed, she stopped her brush in a daze:
What's going on? Her husband's figure is becoming more and alluring?
Zeng Zhengqing, the merchant, just thought his wife was innocent and naive. Every time he got close, she was shy, so he felt pity and strongly suppressed any other thoughts.
Seeing her always frowning over not being able to draw flowers and birds well, to make her happy, he secretly bought a painting shop specifically to buy unpopular flower and bird paintings at high prices.
Until that day, he saw the popular post-bath handsome man paintings in the city, and his pupils constricted suddenly.
The mole on the back of the man in the painting, how does it look exactly like his own?
Hugging her little secret tight, Qingduo earned a pot full of gold. One day, she ran into Zeng Zhengqing praising her own painting: "As expected of 'Xiao He Fan'! This painting is truly exquisite!"
Qingduo's heart tightened. She pretended not to know and probed: "You know 'Xiao He Fan' too?"
"Who doesn't know? She is the painter all the girls in the city are追捧 right now!" Zeng Zhengqing said frankly.
She breathed a sigh of relief and secretly felt proud, deliberately asking: "Is she really that厉害?"
"Of course, she is a painter in our shop, earning us quite a bit!"
"Moreover," Zeng Zhengqing pushed the painting closer to her, a smile seeming to flash in his eyes as he lightly tapped that spot with his finger, "I have a fated connection with the person in her painting. Look, this mole is exactly the same as mine."
Qingduo: !!!!
She couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Help!
Is it too late to run away now?
Just as she was calculating her escape route, she heard her husband's casual words: "I plan to order another hundred paintings from her, doubling the price for each one!"
Qingduo took a cold breath and immediately calmed down.
Why panic!
Even if she runs, she should earn the money first!
Everything, it's all too late!
【Mini Scene】
That night after bathing, Zeng Zhengqing came over with his shirt half-open and asked: "Shall I add a lamp for you to draw?"
Qingduo bit her brush and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes!"
But when his scorching breath fell to her ear, Qingduo trembled and said: "Isn't it... supposed to be for drawing?"
He answered obliquely: "If the painter doesn't know the brightness of flowers and the darkness of the moon, nor the shyness of rain and the羞怯 of clouds, how can she paint vivid and lifelike pictures?"
【Reading Notes】
1. Both are innocent (Double C).
2. HE, alternate history.
3. Marriage before love, funny sweet story.
4. Absolutely completed.
Next book synopsis "The Eldest Senior Brother Became My Loyal Servant"
Facing the newly bought red land, Xunyi was worried about not having a helper.
Heaven helps those who help themselves, and she turned around to find a handsome man drenched in water.
It's just that this person looks a bit familiar...
Ah! Isn't this her lofty, aloof, and condescending Eldest Senior Brother?
"Thank you for saving my life, miss, but who am I?"
Seeing him holding his head with a confused expression,
Xunyi blurted out, her eyes shining with cunning: "Your name is Xiao Shuanzi, my loyal servant available at any call."
From then on, the flower on the high ridge was reduced to an ox or horse in the field.
Jiang Chenqing never imagined that the 'Master' he had called for so long was actually the rival who once made him lose face.
He still remembered the face of Xunyi pretending to be surprised when he lost two years ago:
"What's wrong, Eldest Senior Brother? Doesn't your sect practice cultivation?"
When he finally found her who had run away, she had lost all memory and asked confusedly: "Who am I?"
"Your name is Xiao Huanzi," he said without changing his expression, never lying, "My loyal servant available at any call."
Xunyi followed him home but found that he didn't need a servant.
It was him cooking porridge in the morning, washing clothes during the day, and living in a leaky firewood room at night.
On a stormy night, he barged into her bed with the smell of alcohol, startling her as she struggled desperately, but he pulled her into his arms: "Ayi, who was it last year that wanted to hold me to keep warm?"
Xunyi's face turned red.
Nonsense! Such a thing never happened! Does he really think she lost her memory?
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Content tags: One-sided love, Heavenly arranged match, Sweet story, Relaxing, Funny, Marriage before love
Tang Qingduo Zeng Zhengqing
One-sentence summary: After the romantic painter married into a wealthy family
Theme: The world has no相貌, but the相貌 comes from the heart