He knelt in the yard like this for most of the night.
On the other side, Pei Jian also sat on the chair in the study for half the night.
Feeling upset, he wanted to write something, so he raised his hand to pick up the pen. When he came to his senses, there was a portrait of Tu Qingyu on the paper.
Just a simple outline with ink makes it look so lifelike.
He kept exerting force with his hands, but after a moment, he heard a "crack" and the fine wolf-hair brush broke.
Aji, the personal attendant who was grinding next to him, also came back to his senses from his shock.
He suddenly knelt down, shaking, not daring to say a word.
After a long while, I heard my master's low and hoarse voice, "Go down."
Only then did Aji crawl out of the study.
Pei Jian was the only one left sitting in the study, staring at the portrait in a daze.
He didn't understand what was wrong with him and why he was drawing a portrait of a little girl.
This is his future daughter-in-law, what on earth is he doing?
I sat there for most of the night.
In the end, he still didn't understand why he was like this.
He was not willing to tear up the portrait he had drawn, but put it in a locked box.
The next day, when Tu Qingyu woke up, he heard the servant coming to report.
It is said that most of the imperial doctors were invited to the Chang family last night.
Xu Ying was seriously injured. Not only were two of her ribs broken, but the bones in her calves could not be reconnected.
Even the best physician in the Imperial Hospital who treats injuries cannot guarantee that she will be able to walk normally in the future.
Dabao: "It's broken in two. According to current medical technology, it will be a serious injury if not fatal."
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