Chapter 194: The First "Sense of Shame" in Life
Yu Shengsheng looked at the paintings, completely unaware that the men in the paintings had already been executed.
She was thinking about what Yao Mengchen had told her about Xing'er.
Yao Mengchen said that Xing'er was not sick, but was just pregnant;
The autopsy record stated that Xing'er had a serious illness and would not live more than two months.
She believed in Yao Mengchen's medical skills. If there was any hidden illness, he might not be able to diagnose it for the time being, but if he couldn't diagnose a serious illness, then he was not qualified to enter the Imperial Hospital.
As for whether she lied, Yu Shengsheng didn't think so. She even told him that Xing'er was pregnant and had an abortion for her. So what was there to hide about a serious illness?
The autopsy record cannot be wrong. The coroner Fu Qingyin found must have superb skills and must have confirmed it again and again.
So, what’s the problem with these two completely different results?
Yu Shengsheng was puzzled, so he picked up a pen and wrote down all his doubts on paper. The information was gradually gathered together, and perhaps at some point he would be able to see the connection between them.
After writing all this down and pressing it under the paperweight, she took the cut paper and began to draw a small picture.
What she promised to Fu Qingyin must be fulfilled, and painting can also relieve her stress and tension.
I had to draw a book for Fu Qingyin. At first it was quite conventional, but later on I gradually let my imagination run wild and painted in all kinds of styles.
It's just not colored yet, just simple lines.
For two days in a row.
Fu Qingyin never asked her to go out on cases again, nor did he ask her to retry anyone. Apart from the fact that she was in Zhenqiao Tower, her life was plain and quiet, just as Yu Shengsheng had expected.
Every day someone changed the snacks and preserves on the table, and no one disturbed her, so she concentrated on painting and retouching her paintings.
When repairing the painting, because I knew it was extraordinary, I put white paper next to it and covered it immediately when someone knocked on the door.
Jin Baobao and Lu Xingyue were in love. Originally, Lu Xingyue always came to see her, but Fu Qingyin had pointed her out twice, saying that if she made any more noise, he would send her home. Jin Baobao also had some strange and interesting ideas and experiences, so the two of them hit it off immediately.
Nanny Zhou never left the house unless she had nothing to do, and just watched her do needlework.
During the meal, the food was delivered by the restaurant, and it was very delicious with different dishes.
During these two days, Yu Shengsheng felt that the peace and stability seemed unreal.
As the sun set on the second night, Fu Qingyin came back from outside and knocked on Yu Shengsheng's door.
"Commander? Do you have any instructions?"
Fu Qingyin glanced at her desk and the ink stain on her cuff.
He calmly retracted his gaze and said, "Today they went out of town to hunt and caught a sheep."
Yu Shengsheng blinked and thought to himself, hunting sheep? Did he hunt sheep in someone else's field?
What does he mean by this?
Seeing that Yu Shengsheng didn't respond, Fu Qingyin said in a more serious tone, "Roasted lamb."
Look at the way she blinked her eyes, she looked so innocent. Did she really think that he couldn't remember anything because he was drunk?
You still remember some fragments, right?
When Yu Shengsheng heard him say the name of the dish, she suddenly understood.
Immediately put down the paintbrush: "Oh, okay, I'll do it."
Fu Qingyin was finally satisfied: "I'll ask them to process the sheep and prepare the meat for you."
As soon as the words fell, a black and white voice came.
"Make way, make way. This is top-quality mutton, a free-range sheep that was hunted. County Lord Ruiyang will roast the mutton himself. Brothers, you are in for a treat."
"Princess Ruiyang is an honored guest and she even cooked the meat herself. What should we do?"
Everyone said in unison: "Polite, courteous, thoughtful, and smiling!"
Yu Shengsheng: “…”
For the first time in Fu Qingyin's life, a sense of shame emerged from deep in his heart.
Hei Bai held the chopped mutton in his hands, smiling so hard that his teeth were exposed: "Princess, please take a look, where do you need it?"
Yu Shengsheng held back her laughter and said, "It's all right. Leave it to me. I can make a few more ways to eat it."
His black and white eyes sparkled: "I'll carry it over to you and help you."
Fu Qingyin couldn't bear it any longer: "Hei Bai, you..."
How familiar are you with women's clothes? Before I could finish my words, a cry of surprise came from behind me.
"Would you like to eat mutton tonight?" Lu Xingyue ran over. "I like mutton the most. Sister Shengsheng, can you cook mutton? Oh my God, how are you so good at it?"
Jin Baobao also came over and said with great pride: "Of course, my young lady is beautiful, good at painting, and most importantly, she has a kind heart."
Lu Xingyue's eyes sparkled: "Oh, how can there be such a perfect person?"
Yu Shengsheng: “…” I can’t take it anymore. My face and ears are burning and I don’t know where to put my hands and feet.
Fu Qingyin stroked his brows, one by one, it was really enough, he had to find a way to make all the irrelevant people go away.
Several people surrounded Yu Shengsheng to cook mutton. From time to time, exclamations and praises were heard, which made Fu Qingyin's head hurt.
Passing by Yu Shengsheng's room, he looked in through the half-open door and saw Nanny Zhou looking up and meeting his eyes. She was startled and quickly bowed and went to look for Yu Shengsheng next to him.
Fu Qingyin entered the room and saw the unfinished small paintings. He had already painted seven or eight.
Each one is different, but each one is him.
The top one has been colored. He is wearing a red robe and holding a black sword with the tip of the sword resting on the ground. His posture is straight and upright, his face is expressionless, but there is a sharp light in his eyes.
Fu Qingyin's lips curled slightly - the painting was pretty good, more realistic than those painted by the palace painters.
In the second photo, he is leaning against a white horse, feeding the horse with one hand and stroking the horse's back with the other, looking relaxed and lazy.
Is this... that night? He didn't have much impression, but when he saw himself in the painting, his face was full of relaxation and satisfaction, and he was slightly surprised.
Later on, the style of painting changed.
Is this him? He has short legs, his boots are pointed, he is standing in a horse stance, holding a large wine jar in his arms, his cheeks are puffed up, and his eyes are wide open.
He couldn't believe that this was him, but his distinctive facial features were clearly him.
He looked at it for a while and couldn't help but let out a short laugh.
The next picture is actually connected to this one. The little man in the picture dives into the jar, and in the next one, he is swaying his body and clinging to the jar, with his eyes crossed.
Fu Qingyin: “…”
She is so bold.
Fu Qingyin put the painting back to its place, with a smile on his face. He glanced around inadvertently and saw a sachet.
This scent bag...
He picked it up and smelled it. He didn't know much about spices, but he could tell whether it was expensive or of inferior quality. The fragrance had a luxurious scent.
It doesn't seem like her stuff.
Suddenly she remembered that she was wearing this sachet when she met Lu Xingyao that day.
The smile faded slightly.
The Zhenqiao Tower had never been so lively before, with laughter filling the air, accompanied by the aroma of mutton and the crackling sound of fire, which was both novel and pleasant to the ears.
Yu Shengsheng cooked several ways of eating mutton, and everyone enjoyed it.
Lu Xingyue ate a lot and drank a few glasses of wine. This was much more enjoyable than at home.
She stood up and went to Yu Shengsheng, and sniffed as she passed by Fu Qingyin's seat.
"Commander, did you use incense? How come..." As she spoke, she suddenly thought of something and closed her mouth.
And what? Fu Qingyin narrowed his eyes slightly.
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