Chapter 48 Really Like Master?

It's just that it's not easy for a married daughter to be splashed with water, in the way King Jin always acts.

"The prince is upright and calm. You, you must remember your identity, and don't twist with the prince; don't be rash and reckless when you encounter problems, keep your temper, and serve the prince well is your duty."

Ning bit her lip lightly and nodded silently, but she didn't think so in her heart.As expected, Dad is still very good at lecturing, but it sounds much more focused than before.

"Think about everything, don't be as reckless and reckless as before. The prince is cold-hearted and hot-hearted. As long as you keep yourself safe, he will probably treat you well."

Wei Qing couldn't help sniffing, what father, after talking for a long time, he was talking for that cold-faced king, only talking about his own obligations, but not accusing King Jin of going too far.

She looked at the people coming in and out who were respectful to her, feeling a little disappointed.All she wants is the freedom she once had.However, after only two months of marriage, everyone used deliberate respect and caution to make Ning feel like an outsider.

She wanted to go to Yixiao Courtyard to see her master, but the answer she got was that Mr. Su was not there.

"What a coincidence for the princess. Mr. Su went to Fuxi City to give lectures two days ago, and I'm afraid he won't be able to come back within a month and a half."

Gently and silently nodding, the disappointment on his face couldn't be concealed.

……

Ning gently walked into the former boudoir, looked around, and it had changed.

The few bottles of utensils in the living room were gone, she couldn't help feeling angry, and suddenly thought of something, she went straight to the study.

"Where are my paintings?"

Ning Qingqing and Qingchuan searched through all the scrolls on the bookshelf, but they still couldn't find those treasured paintings.

"Which one of you has touched Second Miss's desk?"

The girls either bowed their heads or shook their heads in silence.

At this time, a laughing voice came from outside.

"Second sister, are you looking for these paintings?"

Ning slightly took a few scrolls, and came in generously.

"Why is Wangfei's painting in your place?!" Qingchuan was greatly surprised, and retreated the maidservant.

Ning Weiwei ignored Qingchuan and only looked at Qingchuan, "Second sister is not here, Weiwei is just taking care of it on her behalf, and I am also kind, if Mr. Su's portrait is bitten by insects or gets wet, my sister will feel distressed. "

The corners of Wei Wei's mouth were slightly raised, with a smile on his face, he unfolded the scroll and observed Ning Qingqing's face.

This dumb second sister has no other strengths, except for her painting, which has been praised by the husband. The Xia He she painted is still hung in the school of Yixiao Academy. Later, it may be because of busy getting married, so it is rare to see it. She paints.Wei Wei has always felt that the relationship between the second sister and Mr. Su is unusual, until one day when she was cleaning the second sister's study, she found these two paintings.

Ning Weiwei looked angry, unbelievable, and took a step forward to grab the scroll.

unacceptable!How dare she rummaged through her own things, and she was so eloquent!

"Ning Weiwei! You are so brave!" She gestured.

"Second sister, why are you nervous?" She sneered, "Could it be that you are worried that the prince will know that you like your master?"

"Second Sister and Mr. Su really have a deep relationship between teachers and students. They even painted a portrait of Mr. Su and kept it as a treasure. Mr. Su is also true. Why did you single out the day when your sister returned to the house and left?"

Ning Qingyuan's complexion suddenly turned pale.

What Minor said was not all nonsense.

I do have some strange feelings for my master, but, but it shouldn't be that kind of... that kind of affection between a man and a woman.What's more, the master is just a teacher-student affection for himself.

The master is gentle and elegant, wise and calm, and he is the man I have always admired.But it can only be so.So, all along, she felt that she might just admire and appreciate Master.

Today, Ning Weiwei made it clear with a single word, and she suddenly felt that her secret had been seen through.Do you really like Master?do you like it?
She never disclosed this kind of liking even to her closest friend, Qingchuan.What's more, the marriage gift later made this favor more and more impossible.

Until one day this summer, when she saw Master looking at her painting, her face became hot for a while, but she didn't expect that Master quickly let her embarrassment subside.

"Gently, you are still a little too late to be a teacher." The master pointed to himself as usual.

"Yeah, I'm not as good as Master."

The master looked at the portrait again, and said with a smile: "However, it is considered to be five or six points. This portrait, the master took it away."

"Didn't you say it's bad? Why take it again?" She pouted a little dissatisfied.

"That's why I'm taking it away. Anyway, you are my student. From now on, students are not allowed to draw Mr. Zhang without permission. This is the rule."

His tone was slightly harsh, but there was a gentle smile between his brows. The master raised his hand and knocked on her forehead, rarely teasing her.

She stood aside and scratched her head, unable to react for a long time.

Since then, she has never painted Master again, but the other two portraits have been preserved by her.Afterwards, she was busy getting married, and saw more face-to-face with King Jin, but less with Master.

Before, she didn't think and didn't allow herself to like Master, and even thinking about it, she felt that it was impossible to be with Master.Gradually, she also forgot those paintings.

……

At this time, Qingchuan scolded first: "Miss San, do you know what nonsense you are talking about?!"

"I hope it's just my nonsense. However, if these two paintings are handed over to father, or if the prince's brother-in-law finds out—" She walked over, "Second sister, what consequences do you think will happen?"

I was frightened for a moment.She remembered that the King of Jin once objected to her association with her master, if he were to know that she treasured Su Changqing's portrait, the consequences would be disastrous.That Leng Wang even threatened himself with Master's safety.

Even if only father knew about this matter, he would probably be punished.

She gestured nervously: "What nonsense are you talking about! It's not what you think at all!"

Seeing that she was guilty and scared, Wei Wei immediately felt confident in her heart.

"Second sister, since you know the stakes of this matter are at stake." She held her hand lightly, with a bit of intrigue, "As a younger sister, I will not do anything that is not good for second sister."

Wei Wei stared at Wei Wei in a daze, thinking that this girl really got better, but who would have expected that her next sentence would make her very angry.

"As long as the second sister thinks about her younger sister everywhere, another painting signed by her sister here will return to her hand sooner or later."

Why is there another picture?
Seeing her doubts, Wei Wei couldn't help laughing, "Ning Qingqing, your memory is really bad. Although that paper was made useless, because you wrote a poem on it, this waste paper is now a priceless treasure. .”

She probably couldn't remember any verses.However, it is estimated that it should be some sentences that make people misunderstand and think too much.

Ning Qingqing was not afraid of these gossips at first, but now she has an agreement with King Jin, she is worried that King Jin is angry and will not give her medicine, and she is also worried that he will be bad for Master.

"Wei Wei, you give me that painting. Whatever you want, I'll give it to you."

(End of this chapter)

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