Lin Daiyu's Rebirth

Chapter 231 Back Garden 2 Beautiful Painting

The fact that Daiyu went to the small gate to see Baoyu off was seen clearly by Aunt Lan who was hiding in the distance.

She suddenly felt secretly delighted and thought to herself: Humph, I have been in the palace for so many years, and I am still just a concubine!

My good child was killed by this Yu Fujin. My child is gone, and your child will not survive either!

Thinking of this, she looked up and saw that there was no one around, so she walked excitedly towards the eldest lady's room.

Seeing Baoyu walking further and further away, Jiaorou had no choice but to gently pull Daiyu away.

She smiled and said, "Sister, I wanted to invite you to sit around the fire and make tea today. It's such a nice snowy day, wouldn't it be a waste?"

Watching Baoyu's figure gradually disappear, Daiyu felt a sense of loss.

She didn't know how to describe that feeling. If the Jia family was still as prosperous as before, she might feel at ease.

But just as Baoyu said everything, she felt empty inside, and those words were like a knife stabbing into her heart.

I was worried about Xiangyun some time ago, and now there is Baoyu.

Thinking of this, she could only sigh.

Unexpectedly, Jiaorou saw through her thoughts at a glance.

Jiaorou knew that this was not the place to talk. If the two of them didn't go back, it would be bad if they were discovered by others.

"younger sister……"

Jiaorou pulled her and said coquettishly: "Oh, my dear sister, you have come back from the prince, and you haven't spent enough time with me!"

Daiyu finally regained her composure. She suppressed her disappointment and said with a faint smile, "Okay, I'll accompany you!"

It didn't snow heavily yesterday, but there were still patches of snow on the road. Jiaorou was afraid that Daiyu would fall, so she supported her carefully.

Just like this, two pretty young beauties, one wearing a purple sable fur coat and the other wearing a bright red cloak, snuggled up to each other and walked forward happily.

After a while, they arrived at the pavilion in the backyard.

She gently pulled the belt of Daiyu's cloak, fearing that she would be cold.

Jiao Rou said softly, "Yu Er, look at me!"

Daiyu's mind was filled with the desolate scene over there, and she was thinking about how to help Baoyu stand up again, at least to get him a job.

When she looked up, she found Jiao Rou looking straight at her, so she smiled and said:

“Sister, what’s on my face that makes you look at me like that?”

"You, your worries are almost written on your face!" Jiaorou said and gently scratched her nose.

Daiyu saw that she couldn't hide it from Jiaorou, so she could only say softly:

"I am the old lady's granddaughter, and he is the old lady's biological grandson.

Since my mother passed away, I have lived in their house.

We’ve lived together for so many years…”

Having said this, Daiyu's face was filled with tears, and she choked with sobs and could say no more.

"Okay, okay, don't think about it!"

Jiao Rou gently took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears. Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she smiled and said:

“Such a beautiful day, blue sky, white clouds!

The ground is covered with snow, we should do something to show our worth to this white snow!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and glanced at the little girl not far away, and said with a smile:

"Go get me some rice paper and a brush. I want to paint!"

Daiyu then remembered that she had not had a good chat with Jiaorou since she came back. Well, she decided not to think about those things today.

Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "Sister, you draw and I will write the inscription for you."

Jiaorou looked around and saw that this was the back garden of the palace.

There are pavilions, terraces, bridges and flowing water, and Daiyu and I are in the center of this pavilion. How can I make the painting vivid and interesting?

Daiyu looked at Jiaorou biting her brush in a daze and said jokingly:

"Sister, I'm afraid you can't draw anymore, right?"

"Who said you look down on me?"

After Jiao Rou finished speaking, she spread out the rice paper, looked around, and really didn't know how to start drawing, so she just drew a few flowing water with a few flathead fish in them.

Seeing her confident look, Daiyu thought that she could paint as smoothly as Luo Yuxuan, so she lowered her head to see what she was painting.

When she saw her streams of water and the fish, she couldn't help it anymore. She covered her mouth and laughed: "Hehe, hehe, hehe..."

"Sister, what are you drawing?"

Daiyu laughed so hard that she fell backwards, pointing at her painting and asking loudly.

Jiaorou also laughed so hard that she fell backwards. She kept stroking her chest and said with a smile: "Isn't this just to make you laugh?

How can I draw...

I've never liked learning this since my father asked a master to teach me when I was little!"

Hearing this, Daiyu nodded slightly, walked to the stone table with light steps, picked up another piece of snow-white rice paper, and gently spread it out.

She looked around and began to draw.

She raised her delicate hand and lightly wrote on the rice paper:

With just a few strokes, the outline of the rockery in the distance has appeared on the paper.

Looking around the rockery, clear stream flows gently, like a silver ribbon surrounding it.

The koi in the water happily shuttle among the water plants, sometimes jumping out of the water, sometimes diving into the water, playing freely.

There is also a small pavilion in the middle of the flowing water.

In the middle of the pavilion, two beauties in gorgeous clothes were snuggling together, their heads leaning against each other, as if they were whispering something sweet.

The sun shone down, and the warm red light shone on them.

Meanwhile, the open ground of the garden was dotted with specks of fallen snow.

These snowflakes have not completely melted, adding a unique charm and poetry to the entire garden.

Daiyu was concentrating on painting and didn't notice Jiaorou who was already fascinated by her painting.

When the painting was almost finished, Jiaorou could no longer contain her excitement and she came forward with a smile on her face.

She looked at Daiyu with great joy and said with a smile, "Sister, let me see what your hands are made of.

Not only is his poetry outstanding, but his painting is also so amazing!

It’s agreed that this painting is for me!”

Daiyu was about to write a postscript when Jiaorou snatched the painting away. She smiled and said:

"I'm not as elegant as you,

This is already superb and brilliant!

Just give it to me. You are tired too. Let’s go!”

Daiyu could only smile helplessly and nodded, but was supported by Jiaorou and walked back.

……

"Dafujin, Dafujin..."

Before she even stepped into the threshold of the First Lady's house, Aunt Lan's sharp and urgent calls had already sounded impatiently, as if she was afraid that the people in the house could not hear it.

She rushed into the house at a trot, and without even taking a breath, she stood at the door and continued shouting at the top of her lungs.

He looked as if he had discovered something earth-shattering.

Obviously, she was eager to pass this news to the first wife.

At this time, the eldest wife was sitting at the table, holding a brush, practicing calligraphy with great concentration.

Hearing this sudden shout, she just raised her head slightly, with a barely perceptible smile on the corner of her mouth.

She thought: Aunt Lan’s impatient temper cannot be changed!

Sure enough, when Aunt Lan saw that the eldest wife was practicing calligraphy, her originally anxious face was instantly filled with a flattering smile.

She twisted her waist, walked quickly to the side of the eldest wife, and said in a delicate voice:

"Fujin, Lan'er has something to report to you!"

The eldest wife gently put down the brush in her hand, then waved to the maids serving on the side, signaling them to leave quickly.

When they were the only two left in the room, the eldest wife turned around and said softly:

"Lan'er, there's no one else here right now, so feel free to say whatever you want."

After getting the permission from the First Lady, Aunt Lan immediately smiled happily.

She quickly leaned close to the eldest wife's ear, deliberately lowering her voice, but speaking loud enough for the eldest wife to hear every word she said:

"That Yu Fu Jin is actually meeting a strange man behind other people's backs!"

Upon hearing this, the first wife was shocked and wondered if there was something wrong with her ears.

She frowned and gestured to Aunt Lan again with a suspicious look on her face: "Say it again?"

Aunt Lan had no choice but to say loudly:

"I saw with my own eyes that Yu Fu Jin secretly meeting a wild man!"