Chapter 441 His Painting
Song Ruize put Qin Huiyin down and said to her, "Go to bed early."
"Your hair..." Qin Huiyin pointed at his long hair and inappropriate clothes. "Aren't you going to change your clothes before going?"
Jiang Qibin was laughing beside him.
Song Ruize looked over sharply and the latter immediately shut up.
Song Ruize first went back to his room to change his clothes and comb his hair. When he came out again, he had turned into the serious and majestic commander of the military division again.
"Sister Huiyin, we're leaving first." Jiang Qibin waved and caught up with Song Ruize.
The servant had already saddled the horse.
Jiang Qibin rode on horseback, chasing after Song Ruize, and said jokingly, "Brother Ze, what's with the way you were dressed just now? Are you really my brother Ze? No, I have to check. If you are a fox spirit from some mountain, with your seductive behavior just now, are you trying to suck away the soul of our sister Huiyin?"
"Shut up." Song Ruize glared at him.
"Okay, okay, I won't say anything."
"What happened at Yuzhu Pavilion?"
"What could possibly happen in a place like that? It's just a murder caused by jealousy!"
After Song Ruize left, Qin Huiyin played with her maid in the yard for a while. She saw that the flowers in the garden were in full bloom, and thinking that it was still early, she cut some flowers and put them in a vase.
Maids were not allowed to enter Song Ruize's room, and it was usually the male servants who cleaned it. She put flowers in it, thinking that he would see beautiful flowers when he came back, so she personally delivered them to his room. Qin Huiyin put the vase away, and did not leave in a hurry, but looked around Song Ruize's room.
She rarely sets foot here.
Although the two are as close as siblings, they are now adults and there must be strict separation between men and women, so they rarely step into Song Ruize's private area.
There are no extra furnishings in Song Ruize's room. The main idea is to leave it empty if possible, and never put a bunch of impractical things in it.
There is a book covering the desk, which he probably hasn't finished reading. He will continue reading it when he comes back.
She looked down at the cover, and when she saw the words on it, her eyes were filled with shock.
Aren’t these the storybooks she usually reads?
She took it in her hand curiously, flipped through the front page, and found that there were many notes on it. However, rather than reading notes, it was more like a bunch of questions.
——Why did Li Yingying feel distressed when Yang Sheng pretended to be weak after being injured? Doesn’t such a man think being weak is useless?
——The Li family arranged a marriage for Li Yingying, and Yang Sheng climbed over the wall to meet her secretly, but the person outside the door turned out to be Li Yingying's fiancé. Isn't this moral corruption?
——Kissing a woman without her consent, isn’t that an act of hooliganism?
Qin Huiyin seemed to see Song Ruize's brows knotted with worry when he saw the contents of this book, and she couldn't help laughing out loud.
Of course she knew that some of the plots were destructive to one's worldview, and that many of the stories didn't make sense, but this was a storybook for girls to entertain themselves in their boudoirs. It only needed to provide enough material for girls' fantasies. Why would there be so many whys?
Of course, the women of this era did not see as much as modern people, and did not have the ability to distinguish right from wrong, so some of them were really influenced by the storybooks and deceived by those storybooks that fabricated stories about poor scholars and rich women falling in love, and they really found such a "poor scholar".
Qin Huiyin picked up the pen and wrote a few words: "Don't take these things that can help you relieve boredom seriously. Brother is a gentleman, so you should act like a gentleman!"
Qin Huiyin was about to leave when she accidentally knocked over a shelf next to her. She quickly lifted the shelf and put the scrolls that had fallen back in place. One of the scrolls automatically unfolded, revealing a painting.
A sketch.
Qin Huiyin looked at the young boy in the painting, and the scene when she drew this sketch for Song Ruize emerged in her mind.
In the blink of an eye, she and Song Ruize have been brother and sister for so many years.
Look, this person is so easy to please that a painting of his has been preserved to this day.
The conditions were very simple at the time and the painting had many flaws, but he preserved it so well and brought it from such a remote rural area to the capital, kept it with him, and had it framed.
Qin Huiyin put the painting back to its place.
She thought about it, took out a blank piece of paper, and made the first stroke.
Song Ruize rode back to the Song residence. He saw that the lantern at the door was still on and the servant guarding the door was dozing off, but he woke up immediately when he heard the sound of horse hooves and hurriedly opened the half-closed door.
He handed the reins to the servant and trotted in.
The case just now was a difficult one. The Military Department had to maintain the scene and wait for the Ministry of Justice to send people over. They also had to cooperate with the Ministry of Justice to investigate the murder, and it was delayed until the hour of Chou.
He stood at Qin Huiyin's door, thought about it and decided not to disturb her, then turned around and went back to his room.
As soon as I got back to the room, I immediately noticed something was different.
He lit the candle, and a smile flashed in his eyes when he saw the flower arrangement on the table.
His fingers fiddled with the flowers in the vase, imagining the scene of Qin Huiyin arranging flowers for him. At this time, he saw the storybook again, and suddenly his eyes flashed with nervousness.
Although the storybook remained in its original state, there was an extra note next to it, and the content of the note confirmed his guess - she not only saw the storybook, but also saw the words she left on it.
Would she think she was weird?
Song Ruize was a little annoyed.
But soon, he no longer had the mood to think about it.
He saw the painting in the middle of the desk.
This is a painting of him and her.
In the painting, he is teaching her how to ride a horse.
"Yinyin, now that you're inside the painting, you can't leave." Song Ruize gently stroked Qin Huiyin in the painting.
The next day, Qin Huiyin heard the sound of boxing practice, walked to the window with sleepy eyes, and looked at the figure outside the window.
Song Ruize punched the wooden stake in the yard again and again, sweating profusely.
She waved to the maid beside her.
The maid had been waiting for a long time, but she didn't know when she would wake up and didn't dare wake her.
At the Song residence, no one would disturb Qin Huiyin's sleep, and she had to sleep until she woke up naturally.
"When did my brother come back?"
"I heard from the gatekeeper Xiao Li that it was already Chou time when we got back."
"Ugly hour..."
That is between one and three o'clock.
Is this man made of iron?
Qin Huiyin put on her clothes quickly, tied her hair casually, and went to the kitchen to start making breakfast.
Song Ruize heard a voice behind him, turned around and saw Qin Huiyin leaving quickly.
"Master, the young lady has gone to the kitchen." The maid explained.
Song Ruize's expression eased: "Yeah."
His gaze remained fixed in the direction of Qin Huiyin.
After Qin Huiyin left, he no longer had the heart to practice boxing, so he asked the servant to fetch him some water so he could take a bath and change his clothes.
After he took a shower and changed his clothes, he came to the kitchen and saw Qin Huiyin opening the steamer. He was scalded by the steam from the steamer.
Qin Huiyin was about to rinse it with water, but Song Ruize grabbed her wrist. He took her to the water tank and scooped a bucket of water to rinse the scalded area.
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