Chapter 272 (1/2)

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Yin Yixuan looks at Zheng Zhongwen, who is constantly in a dream. His face is blue, and he angrily throws down his robe and turns around and whisks away.

When I went out, I met Sangui who came here with a basin. Sangui called out, ”how are you, Mr. Yin, my son?”

Yin Yixuan ignored him and went straight back to his room.

Sangui is confused. What's wrong with Mr. Yin? Who is this angry with?

When he came into the room with a basin, he saw that his son was spitting on the ground beside the bed in a mess, and heard the words that the son kept saying in his mouth. His heart was broken. It must have been Prince Yin who heard his son's drunken words.

When Zheng Zhongwen woke up, it was already the next day. The sun came through the window and fell on the desk under the window. There was a picture just finished spread on the desk. The girl in the picture smiled and looked forward to it. She stood in the flying rain.

The painter does not have very superb painting skills. He only uses simple lines to outline what he thinks and thinks in his heart. In simplicity, he is a bit sincere, but has a different charm.

In the upper left corner of the painting, there are two lines of words: pear blossom yard dissolves in the moon, willow catkins pond light wind.

He rubbed his aching temples and shouted out, ”three expensive!”

Where is Sangui? In fact, he fell asleep on the bench in the room. Hearing the voice of Shizi, he woke up immediately. He rubbed his eyes and went to the bed, saying, ”young man, you are awake?”

Zheng Zhongwen was shocked: ”where did you come from?”

Sangui pointed to the foot of the bed: ”I've been here all night. I was too tired to fall asleep in the morning.”

Zheng Zhongwen thought of his drunkenness: ”it's hard for you. Pour me a bowl of water and go back to sleep.”