After the rebirth, the princess became the richest man

Chapter 271

Only then did Wan pull his face and said: "Last night I was dreaming about fire, and Aunt Wang, you said...how did Aunt Wang know that father-in-law is going to reunite? This...a family is getting worse and worse. Presentable..."

The smile on Lin Qingyue's face restrained a bit, and she sighed, "She will know sooner or later."

She didn't want to mention what happened last night again, so she wanted to change the subject, and when she looked down, she saw Wan Shi's sewing basket on the bed quilt.

"Why are you still doing needlework when you're sick?"

As Lin Qingyue spoke, she picked up the embroidery in the sewing basket and looked at it. It was a dark blue handkerchief, more like a man's.

"Is this embroidered for my brother?"

Wan smiled sweetly: "He is dedicated to serving the country and the people, and he never cared about external things. I had to pay more attention to it. Seeing that his handkerchief was a bit worn out, I thought about changing it for him."

Lin Qingyue looked at the handkerchief in her hand and said, "Sister-in-law is really virtuous, don't belittle yourself."

Wan Shi knew that she was referring to something that happened some time ago, now that she thought about it carefully, she couldn't help but feel ashamed, so she nodded shyly and said no more.

Lin Qingyue was still fiddling with the handkerchief embroidered by Wan Shi, but when she saw the embroidered pattern, she immediately stopped.

The flowers embroidered on it look too familiar!

One by one the proudly straight green bamboos.

"I saw that my husband likes green bamboos, and even the yard is full of green bamboos. Sometimes I like to paint when I am free, so I specially embroidered one on the handkerchief." Seeing Lin Qingyue watching carefully The green bamboo took the initiative to explain.

"This green bamboo..." Lin Qingyue suddenly remembered that this green bamboo is very similar to the green bamboo that was drawn from the killer's body. I don't know if the green bamboo is very similar.

Seeing that Lin Qingyue was still looking at the green bamboo without blinking, Wan said: "What? You like it too? Why don't you embroider with me? This green bamboo, I'm only a few bamboo leaves away from it. If you don’t know anything by then, you can come and ask me.”

Lin Qingyue came back to her senses, and seeing Wan's enthusiastic appearance, she smiled and said, "Okay, it's just that you have to draw on the paper before embroidery? Lin Qingyue is taking the liberty, can I borrow back the green bamboo painted by my sister-in-law?" Take a look?"

When Wan Shi heard this, the smile on his face faded a bit.

"What's the matter, sister-in-law? If you embarrass your sister-in-law, let's let it go."

Lin Qingyue glanced at the green bamboo pattern in her hand again. She had already memorized the pattern of this green bamboo, but she needed to check some details one by one, but it's okay if she couldn't. Xiao Minghui, the elder brother, has always been upright, and he definitely has nothing to do with him. The killer has nothing to do with it.

Wan Shi didn't know that Lin Qingyue had thought about it so much, and she was afraid that this good sister she had finally made friends with would be so upset, so she hurriedly said: "This handkerchief in my hand is directly after my husband's favorite drawing. The posture of the green bamboo is embroidered, and my husband is used to not like others to touch his paintings, so I am in trouble, but I can draw a picture for you."

In fact, what Wan didn't say was that Xiao Minghui never let her touch the things in his study, even if she cleaned them up, she was not allowed to handle them. This green bamboo was written down by him several times because of his shy face.

Lin Qingyue didn't know Xiao Minghui's habits, but the more Xiao Minghui was nervous about this green bamboo, the more she felt that there was something wrong, after all, there was no one else who could deliver the letter to her bedside except the family.

"It's great that sister-in-law can draw it according to the description, so I'll thank sister-in-law first."

Regardless of whether Xiao Minghui was involved in it or not, if she was asked to compare the green bamboo painted by Xiao Minghui with the green bamboo on the killer's back, she felt at ease.

Wan's family is still sick now, Lin Qingyue couldn't let her support her sick body to paint green bamboos for herself, so she just agreed that she would come to pick them up after she recovered from her illness.

She talked with Wan Shi for a while, and seeing that she was in a better mood, she left, but as soon as she left, Xiao Minghui came to visit Wan Shi.

Xiao Minghui also saw Wan's sewing basket on the quilt, and said in a gentle voice: "Since you are sick, don't do these jobs anymore."

Wan smiled sweetly: "I just want to embroider a veil for you, your previous veil is old."

Xiao Minghui never cared about these things, and he didn't reach out to take a look at the embroidered handkerchief, he just said: "It's all external objects, my handkerchief is neither dirty nor torn, so I don't need to bother so much."

Wan Shi could sense Xiao Minghui's indifference towards this matter, and the warmth in his heart because he came back to see him on purpose also dissipated.

She has a simple mind, can't hide it from others, and shows everything on her face. Xiao Minghui can see her displeasure, but he is gentle, but also dull, he can't say anything good to coax others, so he can only wait for Wan Shi Say it yourself.

Wan Shi sighed in his heart, thinking that his husband has always been like this?What are you fussing about with him, and then pulled him together to talk about the gratifying aspects of this veil.

She picked up the brocade handkerchief, and purposely spread out the corner embroidered with more than half of the green bamboo pattern for Xiao Minghui to see.

"Doesn't my husband like the proud and straight bamboo the most? I also think that this green bamboo is the most suitable for my husband, a modest gentleman who is upright, tall and straight."

There was still a warm smile on the corner of Xiao Minghui's mouth, and his eyes were fixed on the embroidered handkerchief in her hand for a long while before he said, "Have you touched my painting?"

After saying that, he raised his eyes to look at Wan's, which made Wan's heart startled, she had never seen her husband look at her like this.

He was obviously still smiling, but it just made her feel hairy, and she unconsciously wanted to avoid it.

"Husband, I..."

"Don't move anymore."

Xiao Minghui didn't listen to Wan's explanation, and said directly.

Wan Shi had been tortured enough by Xiao Minghui's non-emotional attitude all the year round, but now he couldn't suppress the grievance in his heart, so he hurriedly said: "I didn't! You cleaned it up twice, and then you said you didn't want me to clean it up, so I didn't move it anymore. I wrote it down when I was grinding ink for you. "

"Really?" The smile on Xiao Minghui's face disappeared, and he just looked directly at Wan Shi.

Of course it is not true, she has learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but she is not very talented in painting, so it is impossible to remember exactly the same.

Under Xiao Minghui's staring eyes, she tightened the embroidered handkerchief in her hand, and recognized it with a weak mosquito's voice.

"I... I went to take a sneak peek again, and I drew it down, but..." Wan felt that he had no confidence, "But I put the painting away after I finished the drawing, It's not broken, I just... just saw you draw this bamboo painting many times... I thought you would like it..."

Wan's tears fell down as he spoke.

She didn't know why, how could it be like this?Why can't I even move my husband's painting?Sometimes she even felt that they were not like a couple at all, they didn't have the slightest sense of intimacy, and they didn't even have the tacit understanding that other couples couldn't talk about, and Xiao Minghui never told her about many things.

"Husband, tell me, what did I do wrong? Have you ever...was there a day when you truly regarded me as your wife? Why do you keep treating me as an outsider?"

(End of this chapter)