Exiled after the marriage? My elder sister sent me to the throne!

"How is that possible, Mom? Your painting is so good!" Jiang Qiu affirmed, "This is the first time I've seen such a vivid painting, and the protagonist in it is me. I really like this painting!"

Qian looked at her black and shiny eyes, which were lively and vivid, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "As long as you like it."

She was finally of some use.

Jiang Qiu observed carefully and was amazed. Painting really requires a lot of talent. Her mother-in-law painted a picture with just a few strokes, and it looked perfect even when she showed it to others. Seeing Qian beside her, she couldn't help asking, "Mom, have you been learning painting for a long time?"

Qian replied shyly: "I have been learning to paint since I picked up a pen. It has been more than 30 years now."

"That's amazing! When you were young, you must have been admired by many people!"

"Qiu Niang, don't talk nonsense. I only know a few basic things and cannot be compared with those great masters. Besides, I am a girl with too great a reputation, which will easily attract a lot of rumors." Qian said.

Jiang Qiu frowned, "Mom, although I haven't seen many paintings, I think your paintings have souls and can directly convey a kind of emotion to people. It's extraordinary. When we arrive in Qiongzhou, if you want to paint, just paint. Don't bury your talent!"

"Don't, don't, don't..."

Qian was frightened.

Wouldn't she be causing more trouble for Qiu Niang?

Jiang Qiu interrupted her self-denial: "Mom, I was originally worried about the lack of people who can draw well, and now you appear, just like a god given to me by God. Don't feel pressured, I will need you in many places in the future, so don't find me annoying when the time comes!"

"how come!"

Qian thought Qiu Niang was kind and found an excuse to coax her.

In fact, Jiang Qiu did not lie. There were many places where Qian was needed!

Jiang Qiu looked at the painting in front of him and felt it was inexplicably hot.

The whole painting seems to be surrounded by a vague ambiguity, which makes Jiang Qiu, a person who has been lonely for more than 20 years, yearn for a beautiful love.

After folding the drawing paper, the official called for them to set off. As they got closer to Qiongzhou, the temperature became more and more suitable. It was not like the capital city where it was so cold in October that people did not want to go out. It seemed like they were just wearing an extra piece of cloth clothing.

Jiang Qiu looked down at his own clothes, then at Lu Ce's usual coarse linen clothes, and could not help but say that he was really thrifty.

Lu Ce glanced at her, his eyes were emotionless, "What's the matter?"

"No, there's another hole below your waist. You'd better be careful. It will be very dangerous if a big cut is made." Jiang Qiu kindly reminded.

Lu Ce's neck quickly turned red, and then quickly spread to his face and ears. Even his voice trembled slightly when he spoke: "Rogue."

Jiang Qiu was dumbfounded.

Alas, no...

She just means well, okay?

She is like a mute eating bitter herbs, unable to express her pain!

Jiang Qiu was a little angry at first, but seeing his face gradually flushed, his anger was instantly extinguished, and he took out the painting drawn by his mother-in-law and showed it to him: "This is what our mother drew for us. Did you know she had such talent before?"

Seeing that she had straightened her expression, Lu Ce pretended to be calm and moved over to take a look.

Love at first sight!

Simple and full of love.

Because it is an ordinary action, yet it carries with it an ordinary beauty.

"My mother...can draw?"

Jiang Qiu was completely dumbfounded: "Are you her biological son?"

Lu Ce was unable to refute immediately. In his memory, his mother spent most of her time doing charity work, copying Buddhist scriptures, and praying for his father. She rarely showed interest in other things.

Thinking of this, he felt a little guilty, lowered his eyes and whispered, "I used to pay more attention to myself."

"Tsk, man."

Jiang Qiu said sarcastically.

Lu Ce tilted his head, unable to refute.

Jiang Qiu put the painting away carefully. Lu Ceyou quickly turned around and said, "Can you give me the first painting my mother drew?"

"My mother-in-law gave it to me, why should I give it to you?" Although Jiang Qiu did not quite agree with the content of the painting, he liked the style of the painting very much.

Lu Ce felt guilty for not caring about his mother, and since he couldn't convince her anyway, he had to give up.

Behind them, Lu Mingyue and Jiang Jiachen whispered, "Don't worry about your uncle and aunt from now on. Your uncle can't stand your aunt ignoring him, and he'll stick to her sooner or later."

Jiang Jiachen nodded seriously.

Lu Ce, who had excellent hearing, sneered. If it weren't for his mother's paintings that attracted him today, he would definitely have ignored Jiang Qiu today!

It was dusk, the setting sun in the sky was blood-red, and the sunset glow illuminated the entire land. Everyone stopped to rest. Jiang Qiu began to busy himself with cooking, and then taught after cooking. After teaching, he had to practice Qinggong for a while.

Her light Kung Fu improved extremely slowly as it became more and more difficult. Lu Ce and Lu Mingyue, both of whom were extremely talented, had no idea why she couldn't pass a simple move after practicing for so long. The look in their eyes at her changed from worry at the beginning to naked helplessness.

Facts prove that geniuses are not necessarily good teachers!

Jiang Qiu was also frustrated.

But she gritted her teeth and persevered.

Because the world is about to be in chaos, she needs to have some ability to protect herself.

When everything was over, Jiang Qiu sat on the clean pebbles, feeling the cool breeze, looking up at the sky, and taking a comfortable breath. This was when she could take a break.

It would be time to go into the city to purchase supplies soon. Jiang Qiu secretly calculated the quantity of goods to be purchased. Most of the tuition fees he had earned previously had to be returned for buying ingredients. If it were not for paving the way for the future, Jiang Qiu was really unwilling to spend a lot of time and effort to teach them.

"It's time to go to bed." Lu Ce reminded.

"Coming." Jiang Qiu went to sleep.

The night was dark, there was not a single star in the sky, even the moon had hidden itself, but beneath the tranquility, there was a hint of tension and anticipation.

Lu Ce opened his eyes, propped himself up, and saw Jiang Qiu hugging her body. He frowned. What happened to her?

But he wanted to draw, so he slowly pried her hands apart and gently, almost silently reached for Jiang Qiu's sleeves.

Lu Ce's movements were extremely cautious. When he finally held the painting in his palm, his heartbeat quickened. He felt the joy of getting what he wanted, but also a little bit of uneasiness. He glanced at Jiang Qiu's peaceful face from time to time, fearing that he would disturb her sleep.

With a frown on her face, she slowly took out her drawing paper from Jiang Qiu's narrow sleeve and quickly lay down. Jiang Qiu's fingers moved slightly, as if he felt something in his dream, but he did not wake up after all.

Lu Ce calmed his rapidly beating heart for a moment, then turned sideways to secretly look at the painting.

original……

This is how he looked at Jiang Qiu.

Kind of silly.

No wonder Jiang Qiu had never been attracted by his appearance.

As for Jiang Qiu's affectionate feelings towards her, it was entirely his mother's imagination.