Chapter 31 Chapter 31 Tuanzi.
Xue Yuanyin blinked innocently and said, "What's wrong? Intestinal absorption is also absorption, isn't it?"
Zhang Jingxuan was annoyed by her self-righteous tone. He laughed in anger and said:
"Can these two be called the same thing?"
Xue Yuanyin wanted to disgust him deliberately, and said calmly:
"It's different. Why don't you try it and know?"
Zhang Jingxuan could tell she was teasing him, so he said coldly, "If this is some kind of special hobby of yours, I'm sorry I won't accompany you."
I almost directly mocked her for being too extravagant.
Xue Yuanyin curled her lips, handed the clay ball over, and said:
"Then take it if you can! What other man would be so coaxed into taking medicine? Only you are so pretentious.
Zhang Jingxuan had a cold expression on his face and wanted to refute, but in the end he said nothing and just took it indifferently.
A spicy, salty and bitter taste wafted over, and his face turned ugly again.
He has a shallow stomach, so he needs some time to prepare himself mentally before taking the medicine.
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After taking the medicine, Xue Yuanyin thought that Zhang Jingxuan was injured because of her, so she sent him off and brought him hot water for a bath.
Xue Yuanyin deliberately asked:
"You hurt your right shoulder. Do you want me to stay and help you wash it?"
Zhang Jingxuan said calmly, "No need."
Xue Yuanyin had already anticipated his refusal, and she felt sorry for him and said:
"Then when you're better, call me and I'll bandage your wound."
Although this reason is high-sounding, it is still not difficult to see her obvious intentions.
Zhang Jingxuan glanced at her and said with a half-smile:
"You don't need to come and change the dressing. My other hand is not broken."
It was rare to see him being so blunt and harsh. Xue Yuanyin knew in her heart that this matter had no hope and felt very sorry.
Although she thought she had restrained her expression, the regret still inadvertently leaked out from the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, revealing the impurity of her true thoughts.
Zhang Jingxuan was too lazy to expose it.
Before the truth was exposed, she at least knew shame and would proudly deny and cover it up, or pretend.
Now it seems like the goal is clear, and I don’t even want to act out my desire for him.
It was too straightforward, which made him feel a little uncomfortable for a while.
But he would not give Xue Yuanyin an opportunity, he must refuse.
Xue Yuanyin had no reason to stay. It happened that Granny Chen was in charge of returning the rented yard in the county town today and was not in Qingxi Town. She planned to go out and buy some breakfast.
No matter how much she hated him, at the end of the day, he was hurt because of her and needed healing.
She was merciful and bought him some supplements to heal his wound. Such a strong and handsome body couldn't be left with scars.
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Because she had disgusted Zhang Jingxuan, Xue Yuanyin's good mood lasted until dinner time.
Probably because she had served him all morning, at noon, Zhang Jingxuan actually came into the kitchen to help for the first time. He not only helped her bring out the rice bowls, but also helped to serve the soup.
His tone remained calm: "You've been busy all morning, let me do it."
Xue Yuanyin looked at the patch of cloth covering his wounds under his clothes and asked, "Can you do it?"
Zhang Jingxuan glanced at her and said, "It's just a few bowls."
Since he was willing to help, Xue Yuanyin handed him the bowl. She was happy to be idle. When she turned her head, she accidentally saw a bag of medicinal herbs on the windowsill of the west wing. She was surprised and said:
"Did you go to the pharmacy by yourself this morning? If you had told me earlier, I would have brought it back for you on the way."
Zhang Jingxuan paused in putting down the bowl, wiped his fingertips nonchalantly, and said:
"Seeing you were busy buying supplements for me, I went there by myself."
Xue Yuanyin looked at him a few more times. It was rare to see him so conscientious.
Because she was happy, Xue Yuanyin ate half a bowl of rice at noon. After eating, she felt a little dizzy, and then she was overwhelmed by sleepiness. Only then did she realize that there was something wrong with Zhang Jingxuan's actions.
"You, you actually...drug...me..."
She glared at him, struggled to finish her words, then fell headfirst onto the table and fell asleep.
Zhang Jingxuan sat at the table, watching her fall into a coma and not move a muscle. After a while, he got up, moved her bowl, and poured out the drugged rice.
His eyes were a little complicated. Although he knew she could no longer hear him, he still explained:
"I just didn't expect you to eat so much... I originally wanted you to sleep for a while and wake up in an hour, but now I'm afraid you'll need to sleep for a full three hours."
Zhang Jingxuan took a deep look at the unconscious sleeping face of the girl, stood up and walked back to the room, and took out a wooden dragonfly that he had secretly hidden in the wooden drawer.
Ever since he found out the purpose of the iron ore, Xue Yuanyin has always stayed with him, so he had no chance to ask Zhang Zimo to convey his message to them alone.
And because she had to go in and out of the west wing recently to take care of his injuries, he had no time to write a letter alone, and no place to hide the letter, so he had no choice but to resort to this last resort.
Zhang Jingxuan sat at the wooden table, grinding ink and picking up the pen, and his sharp handwriting fell smoothly on the paper.
The profits from the ore are huge, and he needs to inform His Royal Highness the Crown Prince that the Prince of Yu's party must not be allowed to touch even a single cent of it.
In the past, His Royal Highness Prince Yu might not have considered this way of making a profit, but once Zhang Zimo spread the news, it would not be difficult for His Royal Highness Prince Yu to find out.
Xue Yuanyin blindly trusted His Royal Highness Prince Yu, but he didn't believe it.
He couldn't guarantee whether His Royal Highness the Prince of Yu would be tempted by the huge profits, so he wrote this letter to remind His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to keep a close eye on the matter and completely cut off the possibility of the Prince of Yu's party taking over the matter.
Once Prince Yu has money and soldiers, war will break out.
The Zhou Dynasty had finally gained a brief period of tranquility and peace, and could no longer expand and engage in wars.
Otherwise, the national treasury will be severely damaged and its foundation will be shaken.
If Xue Yuanyin fell asleep, he could send the letter smoothly.
Otherwise, if she was awake, whether she insisted on reading the letter or tried to stop him from sending it, he was worried that he would eventually soften his heart because of her.
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It was already afternoon when Xue Yuanyin woke up.
She was still a little dazed when she woke up and found herself lying on the table, but when she saw Zhang Jingxuan sitting opposite her with his eyes lowered, she slowly remembered what had happened.
I don't know how long he sat here.
Xue Yuanyin twisted her stiff neck, sat up straight, and asked, "How long have I slept?"
Her tone was a little cold, and although she tried to hide it, it was not difficult to hear that she was in a bad mood.
That's right. No one would be happy if a normal person was given a sleeping drug for no reason.
Zhang Jingxuan raised his eyes to look at her and said, "It's 3:00 PM."
I don’t know how long he waited before he could say the current time so accurately.
Xue Yuanyin raised her eyebrows slightly and said sarcastically, "Your medicine is quite strong. It can make me sleep for two hours?"
Zhang Jingxuan said softly, "You ate too much. You should have slept for three hours. It's because you have a good constitution that you woke up early."
Xue Yuanyin was not very happy, but she had no intention of asking any further questions.
She could probably guess what Zhang Jingxuan needed to do, which was simply to pass the message to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince without her interfering.
She was very clear-headed about the important matters and had no intention of blaming him, and of course she had no right to do so.
Xue Yuanyin said calmly, "Next time you want to do something, just tell me and I'll stay away. I won't peek."
Zhang Jingxuan looked at her and said, "Can you do it?"
Xue Yuanyin: “…”
Well, she couldn't do it. If she saw Zhang Jingxuan secretly communicating with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, she would go and take a look even if she had to use dirty tricks.
She simply changed the subject: "Your method won't work a second time. I won't be fooled again."
Zhang Jingxuan hummed softly and readily admitted, "I know I was able to succeed this time because you were never on guard against me."
Xue Yuanyin scratched his face.
The sentence sounded weird when he said it.
She didn't want to continue this topic, so she just talked about something else:
"We will have to stay in Qingxi Town for a while, waiting for the emperor's response and finding the destination on the map."
The implication is that they are out of money again.
Money is indeed a headache. Zhang Jingxuan pinched his forehead and said:
"No problem, I can draw with my left hand."
Since he said he can draw, then there is no problem.
Xue Yuanyin suddenly remembered something, reached out and tapped his right shoulder, and said in a long voice:
"Master Zhang promised to teach me Danqing. Now that you're injured, I'm afraid you're going to break your promise, right? If you break your promise, I'll have to charge you some interest."
Zhang Jingxuan said coldly: "I can teach you to paint with my left hand and still crush you."
Xue Yuanyin raised her eyebrows slightly and said meaningfully, "Really?"
But what she wanted to draw was not something serious. What should she do?
…
The key is in the morning. Granny Chen came to work as usual the next day, and Xue Yuanyin had already placed paper, writing brush and ink on the table in the room.
Zhang Jingxuan walked over to the table and sat down, then casually asked, "How's your fox painting going?"
Xue Yuanyin said, "I don't want to draw a fox."
She didn't dare let Zhang Jingxuan know what she was thinking, let alone put it into practice. She could only guide him step by step and said:
"Please teach me how to draw portraits."
Zhang Jingxuan didn't care what she was studying and asked, "What type of portraits?"
Xue Yuanyin glanced at him and asked tentatively, "Beauty... and handsome man?"
And it would be best if he was a handsome man without clothes.
Zhang Jingxuan raised his eyes to look at her and said calmly, "I've never painted handsome men, only children and the elderly."
Xue Yuanyin sighed in disappointment and said, "Then let's go with a beauty. Isn't there a beauty holding a lantern on your folding fan? That'll be fine."
Zhang Jingxuan's right hand was not convenient to move, so Xue Yuanyin helped him grind the ink. No one spoke for a while, and there was actually a kind of elegant fun of a red-sleeved woman adding to the fragrance of someone's beauty.
After grinding the ink, he picked up the pen and drew the outline on the paper. Although he was left-handed, his strokes were steady and smooth, and soon the outline of a beauty holding a lantern appeared.
"If you want to draw a portrait, you must remember that the proportions must be maintained."
He explained in a low voice and wrote down the details.
Xue Yuanyin suddenly asked, "Why did you draw her chest so flat?"
Zhang Jingxuan paused his pen, ignored her, and continued to speak while sketching:
"After determining the proportions, I like to draw the outline first, but some people prefer to draw the details first."
Xue Yuanyin continued to chatter:
"Why did you make her waist look so thick? A beautiful woman's waist is slender and can be held in one hand. Don't you understand?"
Seeing that he did not answer, Xue Yuanyin said:
"It's just that the butt is a little raised... Zhang Jingxuan, are you particularly interested in women's butts?"
Zhang Jingxuan put down his pen, looked at her coldly, and said with a forced smile:
"I don't think you want to learn painting, you want to find trouble."
He didn't want to teach a student who was deliberately looking for trouble, so he said coldly:
"I have to paint for the bookshop to earn money, so I don't have time to play with you. Do you still want to learn?"
Xue Yuanyin quickly apologized with a smile and said, "Learn, learn, learn. I won't talk nonsense anymore, okay?"
Zhang Jingxuan looked at her calmly for a moment before picking up his brush again. He finished the painting of a beautiful woman with almond eyes, rosy cheeks, and a graceful posture before saying,
"This painting is not my creation, but an imitation. The proportions of the original painting are like this."
Xue Yuanyin was stunned, and it took her a while to realize that Zhang Jingxuan was explaining the previous questions to her.
So, his subtext is... whether this beauty's figure is flat or curvy has nothing to do with him?
Xue Yuanyin couldn't help but look at Zhang Jingxuan a few more times.
It would have been fine if he didn't explain, but as soon as he did, she wanted to take advantage of him.
When Zhang Jingxuan put down his pen, Xue Yuanyin suddenly leaned over, supporting his face with both hands, blinked, and his warm breath suddenly brushed his face.
He suddenly looked up and met the girl's cunning dark eyes. She looked at him straight with a smile and asked:
"Zhang Jingxuan, what do you think of my figure?"
His thoughts were too straightforward, and his attempts were almost blatant.
Before Zhang Jingxuan could think, his eyes subconsciously fell on her soft breasts pressed on the table.
Xue Yuanyin curved her eyes, her expression showing a hint of patient persuasion, and asked again:
"Didn't you see him last time at Yixianglou? How did you feel?"
Zhang Jingxuan quickly turned his eyes away, staring at the lush green trees outside. After a moment, he said, "I forgot. I didn't notice."
Xue Yuanyin said, "You're lying. I clearly noticed you looking at me at that time."
Zhang Jingxuan slightly pulled the corner of his lips.
It seems she's not completely dull, isn't she still a bit perceptive? "I didn't use the straps today, what do you think? My... that... isn't too small, is it?"
This was the first time Xue Yuanyin teased him like this. She felt like the word "breasts" was burning her lips, her ears were hot, and her cheeks were boiling. But she didn't want to be timid and threatened him:
"If you don't tell me, I'll kiss your Adam's apple!"
Zhang Jingxuan still did not answer. After a long pause, he said:
"I won't answer that question."
Xue Yuanyin's excitement and courage were instantly extinguished. A little dissatisfied, he curled his lips and muttered:
"You really can't play... Why won't you answer me?"
She glanced down and murmured, "It doesn't look that bad, does it? Do you really look down on it?"
Zhang Jingxuan simply closed his eyes and said, "Sit up straight, and I'll explain why."
Xue Yuanyin had no choice but to sit up straight and said angrily, "I'm sitting down, go ahead and talk."
Zhang Jingxuan opened his eyes, looked at her, and said calmly:
"I don't want to casually comment on a woman's figure, especially when she's someone I've known for a long time."
Xue Yuanyin was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect to get this answer. After a while, he finally said, "Well, you are quite a gentleman."
If she continued to tease him with this question, it would be her fault.
"Well, that's all for today's painting practice. I'll go to the bookshop to work later."
After saying this, he flicked his clothes, stood up and left the main hall.
Xue Yuanyin hadn't succeeded today and had no interest in keeping him any longer. She was thinking of other ideas in her mind and nodded absentmindedly.
Zhang Jingxuan returned to the west wing to get the Danqing bundle, closed the door, leaned against it, and half-clenched his fists.
After a moment's wait, the faint blue veins on his forearms, hidden beneath his sleeves, gradually faded. He recited the Calming Heart Sutra in his mind, and the almost uncontrollable shivering in his body finally subsided.
The elders in the clan said that he was too lustful, but he didn't take it seriously before. Now it seems that what the elders said does make sense.
Zhang Jingxuan walked into the room calmly, picked up the painting bundle from the table, opened the bundle with her fingertips to check the brush and ink, and for no reason she thought of the questions she had just asked.
In fact, he did notice her figure.
But this kind of thing was so despicable that he was ashamed to admit it and naturally would not say it out loud.
According to her... her body was thin, not plump or fat, but she was definitely not as thin as the ladies in the capital generally pursued, which made her look flat and shriveled.
From his critical perspective, she was slender and well-proportioned.
Just like her, her little white rabbits that she had raised for more than ten years, if they could be held in the palm of her hand, should be exquisite and round, just the right size.
To the point that, alone in the room, with his back to her, he secretly developed an irrepressible desire.
Zhang Jingxuan closed his eyes, pressed his palms on the table, and the veins on his arms were faintly bulging.
He suppressed the heat that was about to rise in his lower abdomen, and it finally subsided after a while.
Zhang Jingxuan opened his eyes, a hint of darkness flashed across his eyes, and he raised his head and drank the cold tea in one gulp.
He just took a look.
This frequency was beyond his expectation, which was really unexpected.
It even made him unable to control his emotions - he had no way to deliberately ignore it.
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