Honeysuckle and silver flowers are blooming everywhere [Snowflake Goddess Dragon Doujin]

"Sister Hua, you're awake."

"Who are you?" Jing Hua looked at the strange woman in front of her. She was dressed in a light blue color and looked to be in her early thirties.

"You don't recognize me? I'm Xiaorou." The woman said.

Jing Hua shook her head and said, "Sorry, I really can't remember."

Hearing what Jing Hua said, Xiaorou seemed to be a little disappointed, she lowered her head and said, "Take the medicine first."

Jing Hua took the decoction, got out of bed and walked around, asking, "Where is this?"

Xiaorou's eyes widened in surprise: "Sister Hua, this is your residence! You are the owner of Jinhua Residence, how come you forgot where you live?"

Jing Hua sighed heavily: "It's hard to describe..."

Xiao Rou raised her hand and touched Jing Hua's forehead, and said, "Your fever has subsided, but I can't heal this wound. Sister Hua has a bottle of purple panacea on her body. I only know a few herbs, but after trying a few It cannot be prepared every time. I am afraid that only the genius doctor Sai Huatuo can prepare this medicine."

"Sai Hua Tuo is dead." Jing Hua said.

"It's okay, Sister Hua," Xiaorou comforted, "This purple elixir will last for a while, and I will definitely be able to prepare it. As for Sister Hua's memory... Xiaorou heard that people who have amnesia should get in touch more often." Items before amnesia, go to the places where you lived, and slowly restore your memory.”

"Yeah." Jing Hua nodded and asked, "Are you alone here?"

"And Xin'er." Xiao Rou said, "She is cooking in the kitchen. Sister Hua has been in a coma all day, please drink some water first, and I will bring the food when it is ready."

"Thank you."

"Then I'll go out first."

Jing Hua nodded.Xiao Rou leaned over and retreated.

Jing Hua looked at Lady Jinhua's former residence, and found that the layout of the room was very elegant and quiet.She looked out the window and saw that although the courtyard was not big, it had a good view, which did not match her gaudy appearance at all.

There is a large desk in the room, on which the Four Treasures of the Study are neatly placed.There is also a royal blue brocade box on the table, the luxurious color is somewhat incompatible with the elegance of the room.

Jing Hua was attracted by the brocade box and couldn't help opening it to have a look.Inside lay two brushes, one of which was broken and the other intact.The barrel of the pen is made of rare purple bamboo, and the fine hairs on the tip of the pen are extremely smooth, giving it an extraordinary touch.Jing Hua took a closer look, and was stunned for a moment: the nib of this brush is actually made of pure gold wire!Oh no, the nibs of the two brushes are made of gold wire!

...is simply too rich.

Who on earth would give such a precious paintbrush to Lady Jinhua?Could it be Su Yuan?

Jing Hua picked up the broken pen and found that there were two lines of small characters engraved on the barrel of the pen - "The beauty of the day is so beautiful, and the pen produces golden flowers"; while the pen barrel of the intact pen was engraved with "Bo Ya If you break the piano, you will die for your confidant; if you slash your feelings with a knife, don't live for the one who betrays you."The signatures of these two brushes bear the same name.

—— Sima Yi.

Sima Yi?Could it be Ghost and Nongyue's own father?

If it was really him, then the friendship between Mrs. Jinhua and Sima Yi seems not to be shallow.

If Lady Jinhua is old friends with Gui Jianchou's father, should she tell him about Sima Changfeng's life experience?

Jing Hua thought for a while, and decided to tell Gui Jianchou about it.

A voice knocked softly on the door.Jing Hua walked over to open the door, only to see a girl outside the door holding a tray and said with a smile, "Sister Hua, I'm Xin'er."

Jing Hua gave a blank "Oh" and motioned for her to come in.The girl put the tray on the table, poured a glass of water for Jinghua, and said, "Sister Xiaorou said that it is not suitable for Sister Hua to drink tea while taking the medicine, so Xiner can only make some bamboo leaf water. It's light, but the food is the same as usual. Sister, eat quickly."

The girl was about ten or nineteen years old, she was very pretty, and her clothes were colorful.Her voice is very crisp, and she speaks very nicely.

Looking at the graceful girl in front of her, Jing Hua couldn't help but think of her time in college.She smiled knowingly and said, "Thank you Xiner."

"Sister Xiaorou said that Sister Hua suffered a head injury and lost her memory." Xin'er frowned, "Speaking of it is indeed very different."

"Oh?" Jing Hua smiled and asked, "How can it be counted as birth?"

Xin'er stuck out her tongue and said: "In the past, you would have said: You are the only one who talks too much."

"Haha, you're so cute." Jing Hua couldn't help laughing, "Okay, you're the one who talks too much."

Xin'er smiled, bowed and left.

Originally, she was still immersed in the sadness of Su Xiong's death, and entangled in the life of Lady Jinhua, but after chatting with Xin'er for a while, her mood improved a lot.Jing Hua took a few mouthfuls of food and felt a dull pain from the abdominal wound, so she forced herself to drink some water and lay down.

Jing Hua was lying on the bed, and the two pairs on the Zizhu paintbrush were circling in her mind from time to time.She really wanted to know what kind of secret was hidden behind this.

Jing Hua fell into a drowsy sleep, as if she heard someone calling her "Miss Jing" and poking her arm.Jing Hua raised her head and looked at the man in blue in front of her, his face seemed familiar.

"Huh?" Jing Hua straightened up, and unexpectedly found that she had fallen asleep lying on a desk, and this was not the Golden Flower Residence.

"Miss Jing, are you feeling unwell?" the man in blue asked.

"It's okay." Jing Hua stood up involuntarily, and made a "please" gesture, "I don't know if my lord is here, I'm not far away to welcome you. Please sit down."

The man handed Jing Hua a royal blue brocade box, and said, "A few days ago, the girl painted Zhuo Jing's portrait, and she liked it very much. Today, I'm here to thank the girl."

Jing Hua smiled: "Your Majesty Sima is too polite. Jing has already received the silver, so there is no need for this gift."

"No, I must accept it," the man said, "Miss Jing shouldn't live such a poor life in this deserted small art studio. I specially found the most exquisite craftsmen to make this paintbrush. It is worthy of the girl's painting skills. This is just a wish from Sima Yi, and I hope the girl will accept it."

"This……"

"This brush is extraordinary," Sima Yi suddenly raised his voice, as if to let everyone hear, "The barrel of the brush is carefully polished from century-old purple bamboo, and the fine hair on the tip is made of extremely fine gold. The threads are embedded one by one."

As soon as this remark came out, it really attracted many viewers.After a while, the small gallery was full of people inside and out.

"Hey, isn't this Sima Yi, one of our Sifang City's Kaicheng heroes?"

"I heard that he gave this girl a gold pen, pure gold!"

"What kind of ability does this girl have to give her such a precious gift?"

"Everyone," Sima Yi cleared his throat, "A few days ago, I came down here and asked for a painting as a birthday present for my wife. His exquisite painting skills, after seeing her, my wife was very impressed. This paintbrush is exactly my family's painting brush. Madam personally found a craftsman to make it, only the best paintbrush is worthy of the best painter."

Jing Hua was a little embarrassed by the praise, she lowered her head and said, "Your Excellency, you are too much."

"There are two lines of writing below," Sima Yi said, "On a good day, the beautiful scenery is coming, and the flowers are blooming like gold. This sentence is used to describe the girl's elegant style and exquisite painting skills, okay?"

"It's so powerful..." There was a lot of discussion in the crowd.

At this moment, a very special voice came from the crowd: "Since this is the case, it should have a resounding name."

The voice was so magnetic, Jing Hua couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and raised her head.I saw a young man in white walking out of the crowd with delicate features.It's not very handsome in terms of appearance, but that good voice can fascinate everyone.

Hearing what the man in white said, Sima Yi nodded and said, "It should be a famous name."

The man in white walked up to Jing Hua, his eyes were full of affection, and he asked, "Just call it 'Golden Flower Lady', how about it?"

"Golden Flower Lady. Well, it complements the inscription on the brush," Sima Yi looked at Jing Hua, "I don't know what the girl wants?"

"Very good." Jing Hua replied.

Sima Yi smiled, put the paintbrush into the brocade box, and placed both hands in front of Jing Hua: "Then, can you complete the task my wife entrusted to me?"

Jing Hua nodded, took the brocade box with both hands, and saluted, "Thank you, sir. Please thank Madam for me."

"Farewell."

After Sima Yi left, the crowd also dispersed.Only the man in white was still standing there, showing no intention of leaving.

"I don't know what you can do, my lord?" Jing Hua asked.

"Ask for a painting," said the man in white.

"Draw what?"

"A portrait," said the man in white, "a portrait of...the one I love."

"Should I paint in person, or..."

"Draw in person. However, I'm afraid it won't work now," the white-clothed man took out a bronze mirror from his pocket, and the mirror reflected her face, which looked about fourteen or fifteen years old. "Because she is sick and her complexion is not good. I have to help her recuperate first, and then you can help me paint."

Jing Hua's cheeks felt hot when she heard it.This is obviously Hong Guoguo's teasing.This flirting is really level.

That's not counting.The man in white stretched out his hand to hold her arm, and said softly, "Sit down quickly, and I'll help you diagnose your pulse."

Not to mention that Lady Jinhua was only fourteen or fifteen years old at that time, even the 24-year-old Jing Hua was a little overwhelmed.

"My lady is weak all the time, she should make up for it," said the man in white, "don't worry, leave it to me."

The man in white stood up and bowed to Jing Hua, "I'm Xia Su Yuan, I'm the doctor from the hospital opposite."

Su Yuan?Jing Hua whistled loudly in her heart.The legendary Su Yuan finally appeared.

"Master Sima is really chivalrous," Su Yuan said, "With Zizhu Jinhao brush and what Sir Sima said today, your business will definitely improve in the future. But you have to promise me, don't overwork yourself."

"I'm fine." Jing Hua said.

"That's not okay," Su Yuan said, "Promise me, don't tire yourself out."

Jing Hua nodded.

Su Yuan smiled happily and said, "I'll come as soon as I go."

After sending Su Yuan away, Jing Hua was stunned for a while.It was the first time for her to hear such a magnetic voice, pure natural bass, strong magnetism but not hoarse, it was simply ecstasy.After listening to Su Yuan's voice, and looking up at his face, it seems that he is much more handsome than just now.

This voice really gives him extra points.Definitely a plus.

You can guess the role of the subsequent scenes casually. It must be that Su Yuan cared for Miss Jinhua in every possible way, and then Lady Jinhua secretly agreed.Jing Hua chuckled and looked carefully in the mirror.Well, Miss Jinhua at the age of fourteen or fifteen had a really good image and temperament.

What happened?Jing Hua really wanted to know.

As soon as this thought came to her, she felt dizzy, as if her soul was about to be pulled out of Lady Jinhua's body.She closed her eyes hard and opened them again, only to find that the scene had changed.

Su Yuan wrapped his arms around her and asked repeatedly, "Hua'er, how are you?"

Jing Hua didn't know what was going on, she only felt her cheeks burning hot.A red-clothed woman who looked very sorry to the audience glared at Su Yuan, pinched her waist and said, "Brother, I'm already 22 years old, do you want me to call this girl who is eight years younger than me sister-in-law?!?"

After finishing speaking, he pointed at Jing Hua and cursed: "You know how to seduce men at a young age, you will definitely be a villain when you grow up."

Jing Hua's lungs were about to explode when she heard this, and she wished she could rush forward and grab her by the hair and beat her up hard.However, he couldn't move his body, and he couldn't even open his mouth if he wanted to swear.

"Hong'er, stop talking!" Su Yuan scolded in a low voice, then lowered his head and said to Jing Hua, "I'll send you back to rest."

Jing Hua pushed Su Yuan away, and said coldly, "I'm not interested." Then he staggered back to the opposite painting gallery, and locked the door behind him.

After returning to the gallery, Jing Hua returned to normal.She stretched, moved her limbs, walked to the table and poured a glass of water and drank it.After drinking, he put the empty glass on the table heavily, and said with emotion: "What a fool! You must be sick, girl!"

"Ha ha!"

Jing Hua was startled by the sudden laughter.Taking a closer look, there was a girl sitting on the opposite chair. When Jing Hua saw that face, she immediately felt embarrassed.

...it's Abu.Her wonderful author Chen Xiaobu.

Jing Hua poured another glass of water, and took a big gulp: "I said that Su Hong is so weird, so it's your fault."

"You can't blame me," Abu spread his hands, "This is the background of the story of Lady Jinhua. How else could Liu Feng sneak in, right?"

"Then what happened afterwards?" Jing Hua asked.

"There are many things that happened later," Abu said, "Which part do you want to know?"

Jing Hua thought for a while, then said, "It depends on how Su Yuan and Liu Feng got married."

Abu took out a flashlight from his pocket and projected a large circular screen on the white wall.

"Hey, isn't this a flashlight? How did it become a projector? It's unscientific!" Jing Hua said.

"Don't worry about the details." As soon as Abu finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly became pitch black, leaving only the image on the screen.

A young woman in her 20s walked out of the gallery and winked at Su Yuan who was in the opposite medical gallery.Su Yuan nodded, picked up the medicine box and said to Su Hong, "I'll go out for a while."

Su Yuan came to a tavern, and Liu Feng was already waiting in the private room.

"Miss Liu Feng," Su Yuan put down the medicine box and went straight to the point, "Is she still not eating?"

Liu Feng shook his head.

Su Yuan slapped the table and sighed, "It's been so cold these days, and it's the season when lung disease often occurs, how can she continue like this."

"You know Xiao Hua's temper," Liu Feng said, "How could she bear such a grievance."

"What can I do?" Su Yuan said, "I'm just a little sister like Hong'er. My parents died young, so I have to take care of her until I get married."

"With all due respect, Lingmei should not interfere with the son's marriage."

"She has been willful since she was a child, and I have spoiled her." Su Yuan said with a sigh.

"After all, Xiaohua is still young, so it's not surprising that she loses her temper. But you," Liu Feng poured Su Yuan a glass of wine, and said, "you should take care of yourself. You can decide what you have become now." Know?"

Su Yuan picked up the wine glass and drank it down: "Seeing the pain of my beloved, but not being able to be together, Su Yuan is suffering. Miss Liu, how can you understand that feeling."

Liu Feng choked out a sob, and said, "Seeing the pain of the one I love, but not being able to be together, how can I not understand this feeling."

After Liu Feng finished speaking, he poured another glass of wine for Su Yuan, and then poured another glass for himself.

The two of them just drank and drank for an unknown how long.After drinking, Liu Feng was still conscious, while Su Yuan was already unconscious.

Liu Feng sent Su Yuan back to the hospital.

"Brother, didn't you go out to ask a doctor? Why did you drink like this? What's going on here?"

Su Yuan ignored Su Hong's question, and just pointed upstairs: "There...then that...there..."

Liu Feng and Su Hong helped Su Yuan back to the room.Su Yuan lay on the bed, calling "Hua'er" in a murmur, while Su Hong stood aside, her right hand gradually clenched into a fist.

"It's that little vixen again," Su Hong gritted her teeth and said, "You seduced my brother like this, if this continues, the Su family's family business may disappear."

"Miss Su is serious," Liu Feng said, "It's human nature for Dr. Su to be a little sad. After a long time, the feeling fades, so he's not so sad."

"I know you, you are the sister of that little vixen," Su Hong looked at Liu Feng, "but you are stronger than her. I would rather you marry into the Su family than allow her to marry into our Su family." .”

Liu Feng smiled wryly and shook his head: "How can you force it when it comes to feelings."

"I'm going to make the hangover soup, please take care of my brother first." After Su Hong finished speaking, she closed the door and went downstairs.

Liu Feng soaked the handkerchief and wiped Su Yuan's face.Su Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, held Liu Feng's hand and said, "Hua'er, have you come to see me?"

"My lord..." Liu Feng tried to break free, but Su Yuan grabbed him tightly.

"Hua'er, don't go," Su Yuan grabbed Liu Feng's hand and pulled it into his arms, "Don't be angry with me again, please, don't cry, we can wait, when Hong'er gets married, I will Marry you again... At that time, you will grow up and become even more graceful, Hong'er will not stop us if you think about it..."

"Young Master, I am Liu Feng..."

"Miss Liu Feng? Is it Miss Liu Feng who sent me here? She is really a good girl. But Huaer, don't be jealous, really don't be jealous, Miss Liu is a very good girl, but I like you more .”

Liu Feng's face sank, he shook off Su Yuan's hand, and said coldly, "I should go back."

Su Yuan didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly rushed up and pressed Liu Feng on the bed.The atmosphere was tense, but the background music somehow turned into an out-of-the-ordinary singing song, and then the figures of Liu Feng and Su Yuan gradually blurred and turned into four large characters - not suitable for children.

Jing Hua gave Abu a white look, and complained, "Where is your story and ending, and the song of throwing green onions?"

"Don't worry about the details," Abu chuckled, "I don't need to talk about the later development, do you?"

Jing Hua thought for a while, and speculated: "Su Yuan gave Liu Feng to that while drunk, and then there was Su Xiong, right?"

"Yeah." Abu nodded.

"What happened to that broken paintbrush?" Jing Hua asked.

Abu took out a mobile phone, threw it into the air, and instantly turned into a large rectangular screen hanging in the air.

"Hey, Chen Xiaobu, do you think you are Doraemon?!"

Before he finished speaking, he was sucked in by the damn screen.