Shin's painter

Watching the steward put away the scroll, Zhao Ting asked, "Why is the pomegranate tin in Shen's hands? Why don't you just buy it back?"

Painter Shen attended Yuan Er's wedding banquet with pomegranate tin on his hairpin, and someone had already reported to him.The next day, he asked someone to come to the door to say that he would buy it back, but it was a pity that the steward of Shen's family gave it to someone else and gave up.A few days ago, he saw Mr. Dongcun's painting in the painting workshop, and he knew at a glance that it was the pomegranate tin he had been looking for for many years.

Ineffective in handling affairs, unable to fully confess to the prince.

The middle-aged man replied: "I don't know why the pomegranate tin fell into the hands of Painter Shen, and I have asked Painter Shen to buy it back. Unfortunately, she said that she has sold it to someone else, so I can't tell you. Xiaomin can only come and tell the prince. , make a decision again."

Zhao Ting whispered: "Sell?!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly replied: "Master Shen's statement is false. According to Xiaomin's investigation, all jewelry dealers in the capital have not handled it, and no one has gone to the bamboo forest in the east of the river. Xiaomin thinks that the pomegranate tin is very likely still in the hands of Master Shen."

Painter Shen has a special status, and the men in the hall dare not act without authorization.

Especially her ambiguous relationship with the royal family.

Zhao Ting raised his hand, and the middle-aged man retreated first.

As soon as the middle-aged man came out of the front hall, he wiped his forehead with beads of sweat on his hands.

hall.

The prince lightly lifted his chin and ordered: "Submit the information about Master Shen."

"Yes."

The steward turned and retreated, but was stopped by the prince. "Seventh brother still refuses to drink medicine?"

The steward replied: "Tang Wang only wants that girl to come back."

"Humph!"

Zhao Ting said with a smile: "You, do you think this king should not deal with that woman?"

The steward bowed his head and did not answer.

Zhao Ting said: "Anyone who hinders the Zhao family will be eliminated." Including the owner of the pomegranate tin, is no exception.

After staying in Juancheng for another two days, Master Shen set off to return to the capital without taking a sip of the unique and delicious Pitong wine.The news of Master Shen's return to the capital arrived at Prince Zhao's Mansion and Prince Fanjun's Mansion respectively two days later.The Sun family didn't know until a day later.

The return journey was rather depressing, with delicious food but lack of delicious taste, and no good wine blessing.

Painter Shen half-lyed on the soft quilt and complained hundreds of times, calling it boring.

A certain person was as strict as a teacher for her health and wounds, and refused to take a step back. Even though he passed by taverns and restaurants, he still ate light food as his staple food.Painter Shen rubbed his flat belly, sighed, and glanced at a woman beside him from the corner of his eye.

Probe grabbed her sleeves.

Sun Ling tilted her head and asked with concern: "What's wrong, but the wound hurts again?"

Painter Shen closed her beautiful eyes, covered her shoulders and said nothing, with a pained expression.

The woman was startled, moved closer, stroked her forehead, and asked again: "Sister Xiaozhi, where... does it hurt? I'll call for a doctor."

Shen Xiaozhi grabbed the hand on her forehead, and responded angrily: "My heart...distressed!"

Heart? !

Obviously the scabs have scabbed over and the recovery is going well, so how can you suddenly feel pain in your heart? !

Sun Ling wanted to check her wound, but was stopped by someone.

"I'm so uncomfortable! Sun...Sun Ling!"

Sun Ling held her hand back and comforted her nervously: "I just saw it, and I will be in town in a while, just bear with it! Just... bear with it. I'll find a doctor right away!" The sword was what she had suffered for herself, but it hurt more than being pierced in her heart.

She couldn't bear it for her.

The painter's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "I... the wine worm in my stomach can't take it anymore! Just one sip," she raised a finger and begged, "Just let me have a sip! Ah, just one sip , I promise it will be just one bite."

Sun Ling grimaced, her hands froze, and she stared blankly at the jade finger raised in front of her eyes.

"You want to drink?!"

"Ok!"

Shen Xiaozhi nodded heavily and looked at her excitedly.

Sun Ling let go of the hands he was holding, her face turned cold, and she replied, "Your wounds haven't healed yet, so you shouldn't drink alcohol for now."

One sentence knocked off the branch of the painter Gao Yue.

She still doesn't give up. "One bite, isn't it okay?"

"Not even a bite."

In desperation, the painter blurted out: "Isn't it okay to exchange a sip of wine for a kiss?"

It is a great, great temptation for someone.

Sure enough, someone reacted violently, repeating in a murmur: "One sip of wine for one kiss!!" His heart beat faster.

"Yes."

In order to change drinks, Shen Xiaozhi decided to go all out.The two of them had already kissed each other, and there was not one more kiss missing, both of which were external possessions.Just close your eyes, no big deal.The wages of avarice is death.

Recalling her wounds, someone eased his excitement and sighed: "How dare you sell it!"

The painter said calmly: "There is something to give and something to gain!"

Holding her sleeves with her little hands, she asked in a flattering voice, "Then, are you going to sell it or not?"

Sun Ling's ears felt hot, she hurriedly backed away a few steps, and raised her hands to resist. "Anyway, not drinking. Not even a sip."

For her health, there is nothing that cannot be tolerated.

Sun Ling gritted her teeth, determined not to surrender.

Painter Shen gave her an annoyed look, snorted softly, and stopped talking.

The two quarreled all the way, and finally arrived in the capital after a few days. The group went directly to the Sun Mansion, and waiting for them in the Sun Mansion was not only the Sun family, Xiuwa and Tanxiang, but also a group of uninvited guests who came in a fierce manner.

Sun Ling helped Shen Xiaozhi to go in, before entering the front hall, Xiuwa rushed forward and hugged Shen Xiaozhi's calf, rubbing her little head, feeling attached to her mother's breath.