Chapter 74 The property returns to its original owner
Zhou Yun shook his head, "I don't know the specific situation. If he really doesn't want to talk about what's on his mind, there's no way he can find out!
I also happened to see him painting one day. I quietly walked closer and saw that the painting was a girl. This was strange. After questioning him later, he relented and said that he had heard from his elders that they had arranged a marriage for him not long ago. , it happened to be the Shangsi Festival, and he even went to see it during the Qingqing Banquet."
Liang Huan was amazed, and she really couldn't connect the person Zhou Yun mentioned with the cold-faced Lu Xiu.
Zhou Yun added, "Shangsi Festival is my eldest sister's birthday, so I never went to the Qingcai Banquet. Only after he said this did I realize what I had missed that morning!"
"What happened next?"
Zhou Yun felt a little regretful, "One day a few years ago, he was sitting in the room in a daze, staring at the painting. When he saw me coming, he was about to put away his gestures. What do you think? I don’t know how many times I’ve seen the painting, so what’s there to guard against?
Who would have thought that when he put away the painting, he wasn’t going to put it back in the box, but was going to burn it, if I hadn’t snatched it away in time. Come here, it’s been burned to ashes!”
Liang Huan was surprised, “Why do you want to burn it?”
“I don’t like it.”
Suddenly, there was a cold sound, which made the two people in the room turn around in shock. Lu Xiu stood at the door with a serious look, his body was filled with cold air.
Sure enough, don’t talk about right and wrong behind your back!
Liang Hantan put the calligraphy and painting in his hand back, and moved a little farther away from the case without leaving a trace. It seemed that no matter what he said at this moment, it would appear that there was no three hundred taels of silver in this place.
Anyway, with Zhou Yun here, she decided to remain silent.
As expected, Zhou Yun smiled again after being surprised for a moment, seemingly unable to see the displeasure on the face of the person at the door.
"I was looking for your painting for her, and you came just in time," Zhou Yun pointed to the painting box with regret, "It's strange, it's gone."
Lu Xiu looked lazy, His gaze passed by the painting box without stopping, "It's okay if it's gone, these things should have been burned long ago."
After saying this, he called the maid, then slowly walked into the house and took a few steps closer. , but still stood far away.
A maid bowed her head and stepped forward, consciously cleaning up the messy desk.
Lu Xiu never looked at the painting box, only looking at Zhou Yun, "Aren't you here to get the medicine? Why didn't you leave after taking the medicine?"
Seeing that he was serious about burning these calligraphy and paintings, Zhou Yun was surprised, "Why are you burning these for no reason?"
Lu Xiu lowered his eyes and smiled, "If you keep something that is insignificant, it will make people laugh."
"Looking at others? Who?" Zhou Yun disagreed, raised his chin towards Liang Huan, and said with a wink, "She is not an outsider. Besides, do you think I asked her to look at it for no reason?"
Lu Xiu suppressed a smile, frowned, and stared at him with deeper eyes.
Liang Huan quietly observed Lu Xiu. He made it clear that he did not want to continue this topic, but Zhou Shaobao kept holding on to him.
Liang Huan winked at him secretly, "Isn't Zhou Shaobao still going to the East Palace? Isn't it too late for such a delay?"
Zhou Yun nodded with a playful smile, "No, I planned to take the medicine and leave. Yes, didn’t I think of something important when I saw this painting box?”
Liang Huan wondered, is finding that painting considered an important matter?
Zhou Yun didn't care about Lu Xiu's face, and blinked at Liang Huan, his tone was quite resentful, "I'm not doing this for you, and I don't know where you heard from, that our great Sima has liked girls since he was a child. He usually behaves well, but he is so shameless that he dares to maliciously slander him behind his back!
In addition to trying so hard to find that painting, I want to prove his orientation to you, and I also want to give you a few words! You don’t understand, that girl let him down, and he has kept away from women since then, which made me think that he was going to die alone and didn’t want to meet you. Since you provoked him, you can’t do it again-"
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He was just pouring beans, he was so focused on speaking cheerfully that he didn't realize that the atmosphere was getting weird.
"Zhou Yun."
Lu Xiu turned his face slightly and interrupted him, his tone was light, but even Zhou Yun was silent with this soft voice.
Liang Han lowered his head and his hands were sweaty.
With a snap, a scroll fell from the maid's arms. The scroll was half open and half closed. It was the painting of Liu Mo and Tao Qi.
The maid's face turned pale, and she hurriedly knelt down on the ground, regardless of the scrolls she was holding in her arms, "Please punish me."
The maid's apology broke the dead silence in the room.
Zhou Yun laughed twice and took the opportunity to say, "You guys take your time to clean up here. I have to go to the palace to deliver medicine." Before Lu Xiu could speak, he grabbed the white porcelain bottle on the long table and gave it to Liang Huan glanced at him and fled.
Liang Han lowered his eyes and sighed silently.
Lu Xiu said nothing, and the maid was still kneeling on the ground, not daring to get up.
Liang Huan glanced at him from the corner of her eye. There seemed to be some beautiful scenery outside the window that attracted him. He couldn't take his eyes away. After a while, he heard him say, "Take it to the yard and burn it."
"Yes." The maid was obviously relieved and reached out to pick up the fallen painting.
Liang Han's eyes followed the maid's stretched out hand and fell on the beige linen paper. She peeked at a corner to see the whole picture. She seemed to see the complete pink color again.
Suddenly, there was a hand on the other end of the scroll. The maid raised her eyes in surprise and saw Liang Huan looking at her, so the maid had to let go.
Liang Huan took the scroll over and looked at Lu Xiu, "Do you really want to burn these paintings and calligraphy?"
Lu Xiu turned his face to look at her, but said nothing.
The maid stood in the middle of the ground, somewhat at a loss.
Liang Han glanced at the scroll in his arms and said, "It's a pity to burn it like this."
Lu Xiu sneered, "Since it's useless to keep it, it's better to throw it away."
This seems to be his style.
After hearing what he said, the maid no longer hesitated, packed up the scroll and carried it out the door.
Whether she wants to burn this book or not has nothing to do with her, but for some reason she always feels that for Lu Xiu, this painting is just like her love for peach blossoms in the past. Everyone has a period of time when they are young. People know that small expectations, fortunately, will bear fruit, unfortunately, they will end without any disease.
I think they are all the unlucky ones.
When the maid came in again, all she had left was the painting "Liu Mo Tao Qi" in her hand, so Liang Huan had to hand it over.
Lu Xiu glanced at her and said, "Let's go."
Liang Huan was pounding in her heart and followed him out of the house with doubts.
In the house where she lives, there are several large wooden boxes on the desk.
Liang Huan stroked the lid of the box but did not open it, but even if she did not open it, she knew that there were pearls inside.
Left in the alley that day.
"Since you asked for it, you should take it with you when you go back."
Lu Xiu was a head above her. If he stood closer, he would have to look up at him.
"Thank you, sir."
Liang Huan knew that he had picked it up for herself.
Lu Xiu looked down at her, "You're not welcome at all."
Liang Huan smiled in astonishment, "It has returned to its original owner, so being polite seems hypocritical."
Suddenly remembering something, she turned around and went to the couch to get the cloak she had prepared. There was also a cloak on top. Wear only a bag.
“The cloak is yours after all. I have washed it, mended it, and handed it over to you. As for this bag, I had promised to make it again for you. I wanted my maid to hand it over to you, but it happened to be yours. Here it is."
Lu Xiu looked expressionless and just glanced at it, "Leave it alone."
Liang Huan handed it to the maid on the side, knowing that these things might not be available for a while. It was taken and burned.
It was his business whether to burn it or not. She still had to pay back what was due.
Liang Huan glanced at the wooden box. Is this considered a payment of money?
(End of this chapter)