But later he followed the young master, traveling all over the country, and saw the look in the young master's eyes when he looked at the young lady again and again.
So gentle, so clear as water.
He felt that he had guessed wrong.
Why does it have to be like?
It was obvious that the young man and the young lady were close friends who were willing to die. She detoxified him and saved him from danger. She never cared who he was or what he had done before. She made friends with him sincerely.
No matter who it is, they will place her in a very high position in their heart.
To say I like you seems too light an understatement.
He had never seen the young master sad because the young lady and the young master got married and had children. What he always saw was the wishes and concern in the young master's eyes.
He didn't need to ask, but he knew that although the young master looked cold and spoke very little, he was actually a very good and kind person.
He treats the young lady... probably as a family member.
Maybe it's even more important than family.
But in short, the first person in the young master's heart must be the young lady.
Now there may be Doctor He, the young master, him and Xiaojia and others, and slowly there may be more and more of them.
You always have to keep someone in your heart, otherwise wouldn’t it be too lonely?
The rustling sound of papers brought Ah Shui back to his senses.
Looking down, I saw a picture of winter snow painted on the paper.
"Young Master, your painting is really good." He praised with a smile.
Wanran signed the painting, picked it up, and examined it carefully for a few seconds, his brows relaxed. "It's barely acceptable."
"Young Master, you're too hard on yourself." Ah Shui suddenly remembered something. "This morning when I went to get the mail, I heard from a neighbor that there are many talented painters in Yi County further north. There are even entire villages filled with painters."
She raised her eyes and thought for a moment, "Yi County..."
Ah Shui saw what he was thinking and continued with a smile, "Yes, Yi County is not far from here. It's a little further north. If we take a carriage, we can get there in a day and a night."
The painting in his hand took shape, the ink had dried, and Wanran carefully rolled it up, saying softly, "Then let's go to Yi County."
"Do you want to learn painting?" A Shui asked with a smile.
Wanran chuckled and said, "Go learn to paint."
After the snow stopped, the two set off and headed north.
Ah Shui drove the carriage, glanced south, and asked, "Master, when are we going back to the capital?"
Wanran still held the three heavy pages of letter paper in her hand, her eyes smiling, "Let's wait until autumn, and go back before winter. The winter here is still too cold."
"Yes, the small courtyard on Wuliu Street is warmer and more pleasant." Ah Shui smiled.
Wanran lifted the curtain and sat on the edge of the car, taking a breath of the cold air. Somehow, she felt open-minded and refreshed.
"Well, Wuliu Street is still better," he said.
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