Raiders of the favorite concubine of Qing Dynasty

Chapter 121 An Ning's Hard Life

"Wanshi, stretch your feet." Qin Yu said as he took out the cloth bag from his bosom, and pulled out a silver needle from it.

I swallowed, how painful it was.

Under Qin Yu's cold gaze, I stretched out my feet tremblingly. I habitually grabbed at my side, but it was empty. Then I remembered that the clouds had gone. Just as I was savoring what is dejected At that moment, An Ning put my hand on her arm and said, "Catch it, you coward!"

I looked up at her, an out-of-print best friend who doesn't need fire and theft protection, with tears in my eyes and said: "Next time you do this, I'll let you catch me too!"

"Bah, bah, bah, do you talk like that!" An Ning glanced at me speechlessly, and then said to Qin Yu: "What are you doing in a daze, quick and fast! If you don't hurry up, my hand is useless, and you still have to fight!" Get multiple patients!"

"Please Wan waiter to clean up first." Qin Yu said and turned around.

I looked at the soles of my feet, and there was indeed blood in the black, not to mention how disgusting it was.I looked at An Ning calmly and said, "Help me get a clean sweat towel."

I rolled up my sleeves and put my feet into a basin of warm water. The wound stinged when the water entered it, but it became numb after the pain. Some got stuck in the flesh and there was nothing I could do.Seeing the blisters and broken blisters under my feet, I almost didn't have intensive fear.

During the next cup of tea time, only my screams like killing a pig and An Ning's screams of pain were left in the room. After Qin Yu popped the blisters and applied the ointment, An Ning's arms were also left behind. I have been scratched by demons one after another.

"The scab will form in two days. Don't go to the ground or get wet in these two days. Just apply this when the wound is itchy." Qin Yu ordered a few words and left a bottle of ointment before he retired.

An Ning directly called the eight maids, carried me to the bed, and brought her a lot of what was there and what was not there, and fulfilled her promise to take good care of me.

In this way, I lay in bed for two full days. Qin Yu's ointment was indeed effective, and the wound scab fell off after only two days.The wing room I live in is not big, and An Ning's eight maids surround me all day long, filling the room to the brim, filling most of the emptiness left by the clouds.

An Ning has exceeded my expectations in the past two days. She is enthusiastic about the career of female celebrities. In just two days, a pattern of phoenix Yu Fei suddenly appeared on the handkerchief, which made me drop my glasses.Not only that, she is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she is worthy of being an outstanding student from the Royal Academy of Education.

Thus, An Ning's tragic life also unfolded.

On the third day, my injury was healed, and I got out of bed early in the morning and asked An Ning to teach me how to play the piano. Guzheng is such an elegant traditional Chinese musical instrument. In my heart, it is a field that can only be touched by a goddess. .

An Ning hugged her beloved guzheng, looked at me worriedly and said, "Then you have to study hard."

"Of course."

An Ning patiently taught me fingering and string rhythm, but unfortunately my 3-minute enthusiasm only lasted until lunch.

"It's too difficult, I can't do it!" Even wearing armor, his fingers were painfully worn by the strings.

"Of course, you can become a genius in one day. It's a pity that you are not only not good, but also very poor in temperament. I advise you to give up. I will teach you how to write tomorrow." An Ning also sighed. , it seems that my stupid student is really a child who cannot be taught.

"Why do you need to practice writing? If you write cleanly and neatly, others can understand it. I have no interest in being a calligrapher. I practice calligraphy in front of the ink tank every day. I wonder if they have hidden diseases in their hearts." With a push, he sat back on the chair with his legs crossed, thinking about how to pass the day.

"Hereticism, how about I teach you how to draw tomorrow, if you stay in the house, you'll be bored, how about going to the mountains tomorrow and drawing pictures?" An Ning said patiently.

"Painting? This is fine." I praised An Ning, and then my stomach grumbled. An Ning gave me a speechless look, and let Shui Ling eat lunch.

On the fourth day, after breakfast, An Ning and I took the eight maids and set off in high spirits. An Ning found a piece of flat grass, spread a blanket, and wanted to start painting.

I was lying on the stall, the breeze was blowing on my face, and there was still some coolness. Isn't this a good time to sleep.

"You draw first, I'll squint for a while, it's too early today, I'll catch up on sleep." After finishing speaking, I chose a comfortable posture, and Shui Ling covered me with a thin quilt.

An Ning sighed, put on the painting case, and started painting.

I don't know how long I slept, but feeling the harsh sunlight, I turned my back and slowly opened my eyes.It was past noon, and the sun was scorching hot overhead.

I glanced in the direction of An Ning, and it was really a good landscape painting, but the one lying on the ground in the lower right corner is me, so the painting is done, and it’s just a trick.

I thought about picking up the paintbrush prepared by An Ning. I have painted several times in the ink painting art class. The deepest impression is that I have to wash the paint tray every time I finish painting, or accidentally get it on my clothes. As for how I paint? , In my mother's words, I was born without artistic cells.

Thinking of my previous life again, I suddenly felt like a dream, and I should be living a good life over there.

I dipped the paintbrush and looked at the pure white scroll, but I didn't know where to start. I always felt that I was ruining where I was painting.I glanced at An Ning's painting, and simply copied it, but the result, uh, let's not talk about it.

An Ning took a look at my painting and crumpled it into balls and threw it away. I was so angry that I jumped my feet. No matter how bad the painting was, it was the result of my hard work for an hour.

"Believe me, keeping it will only be a big stain on your life." Faced with such blunt words from An Ning, I can only give up.

"You still have a lot of merit," An Ning patted my shoulder and said comfortingly, "Your existence is simply to set off my talent and beauty."

I knew she couldn't say anything good, but what she said was true, no matter how angry I was, I could only smash my teeth and swallow it in my stomach.Suddenly I thought of something, so I smiled and followed An Ning and said, "Let's play backgammon after lunch!"

An Ning was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled charmingly: "Forget it, the only thing you can win, and if I win, you will lose all your strengths."

Baby An Ning touched her painting, said with a smirk, "Tell me, how much money can I earn by selling this painting to Brother Huang?"

"I want half of it too, but I paid for it too!" I said and pointed to the Sleeping Beauty in the lower right corner.

"You are robbing!"

"All my money has been given to Yun Cai as a dowry. I'm poor and white now, so it's not safe to defend myself without money!" As I said that, I flattered and rubbed An Ning's body.

"Okay, I'm afraid of you!"

(End of this chapter)