Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

His voice was much more normal than he usually pretended to be, and Yi Fengbai, who had focused all his attention on him, naturally noticed it. "I'm admiring the heroic presence of His Highness Prince Li."

"Your Highness Prince Li, this outfit suits you very well."

Su Ge pushed Yi Fengbai's hand away like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"Brother Yin, please be careful with your words."

Then only a back figure was left. Inexplicably, Yi Fengbai could see some panic in this back figure.

This is the right reaction.

Su Ge swore that he would never wear women's clothes again. It was a very anxious day.

Yi Fengbai doesn't have much time to waste with Su Ge. Sooner or later, he will discover his identity. If he has not succeeded by then, everything he does now will be in vain and all his efforts will be wasted.

If you alert the enemy now, you won’t be able to use the same trick on him again.

Yi Fengbai, standing outside Sugo's gate, imagined what might happen next and how to deal with it.

Knock knock knock, knock knock knock!

"Please come in."

Yi Fengbai pushed the door open and saw Su Ge writing and drawing, while Chu Wu was grinding ink beside him. It was such an awkward scene.

Su Ge was still absorbed in what he was doing.

"Mr. Yin, what brings you here so late at night?"

Anyone could hear the disdain in Chu Wu's tone.

Yi Fengbai waited for a moment, waiting for Su Ge to speak.

Su Ge was so absorbed in thought that he didn't even glance at him.

Yi Fengbai had also thought of this situation, and all he had to do was wait.

He sat on a round stool, poured himself a cup of tea and savored it carefully, as if the tea was some rare and precious thing.

Without saying a word, the sound of drinking tea was also very quiet. The room returned to its previous quietness. Su Ge gradually immersed himself in it and forgot his existence.

Chu Wu couldn't be happier about the current situation.

Yi Fengbai didn't do nothing, he had to leave something behind.

Admiring the uneven flowers, yet not appearing messy.

There were some unused extra flowers piled up on the side. I found a vase and took out the flowers that had already wilted.

Choose flowers that match it. There are not many flowers in March, but there are enough.

He knew that the flowers were placed by Sugo, which was why he only put one in the vase and the extra flowers were not disposed of.

Sugo's decorations are in cool blue, green and purple tones, which add the finishing touch to the green tablecloth without being superfluous.

Bring a touch of vitality to the cold room.

He thought Sugo was probably someone who didn't like noise, but also didn't like being completely alone.

But it always needs some unique features to make him remember it deeply. Maybe you can try to let him try something new.

According to your own aesthetic taste, add some flowers that Sugo has just arranged.

When both of them were absorbed in thought, a voice came from above Yi Fengbai's head.

"Who allowed you to mess with things here?"

The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, loud enough for Yi Fengbai to hear but not enough to disturb Su Ge.

Yi Fengbai was frightened and cut his finger with the scissors in his hand. The blood beads added a bright color to his slender fingers.

As long as others focus their eyes on the bright red.

A faint smell of blood spread and reached Sugo.

"Chu Wu, what's wrong?"

A guilty look flashed across Chu Wu's eyes.

Yi Fengbai said: "Nothing, I just accidentally cut my finger."

Then he was at a loss like a child who had done something wrong.

"I thought you wouldn't be able to use these flowers, so I didn't want them to go to waste. If you still need them, I can find them now to compensate you."

"sorry."

Su Ge lowered his head to complete the last stroke, put down the pen, and then walked over here.

At a glance, he saw the blood stains sliding down Yi Fengbai's fingers.

He took out the white handkerchief in his arms and wiped it off.

The tone was gentler and more soothing than ever before.

"Nothing, are you okay? Are you still in pain?"

Even a cool breeze blew out of his mouth.

"It's okay, it's okay."

It seems like he is really coaxing a few-year-old child.

Yi Fengbai couldn't see any trace of disguise.

This scene deeply hurt Chu Wu's eyes. Why?

Sugo was indeed not pretending. He looked too much like a child, which reminded him of the children he had taken care of. When they did something wrong, the first thing they did was not to blame them, but to comfort them.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't felt this way for so long, and the familiarity he experienced made him do this unconsciously.

The blood was wiped clean, but the source was not yet resolved. He blocked the wound with a handkerchief and let the patient grab it himself. Then he walked around the room, found the place where the medicine was kept, took out the medicine, and applied it to the patient skillfully.

Only to be stopped by a hand.

Only then did I realize that the person in front of me was not a child who needed care, and I had no obligation to do this.

He took back the medicine that was to be reapplied to the wound and handed it to Chu Wu.

Yi Fengbai felt quite disappointed.

He gave Chu Wu a meaningful look.

Chu Wu glared back without any guilt.

Sugo was embarrassed, his eyes wandering around and finally landed on the half-planted flower.

This color scheme is very warm, and it looks particularly cozy and charming among these cool-toned objects. It fits Su Ge's aesthetic very well.

But Sugo chose these colors just because he liked them more, which doesn't mean he doesn't like other colors.

To be precise, he likes all beautiful things.

It can be cool, energetic, or passionate.

The flowers he arranges have an innate sense of classicism, are elegant and attractive, and have unique flavor from different angles. It can be said that they are comprehensive and have their own merits.

Although Su Ge had learned flower arrangement in modern times, he always felt that it was less interesting at that time. Although he received the original owner's memories, the original owner had not specifically learned flower arrangement. His skills were improved as a result of consulting Chu Wu.

Now that I see what Yi Fengbai has inserted, I feel like I have found the door to another world. It is just the finishing touch, because this work is not yet completed.

Finally, after he had applied the medicine, Chu Wu cleared away everything. Su Ge sat down with sparkling eyes and just looked at Yi Fengbai.

Yi Fengbai: Don’t regret it now and want me to compensate you.

"What, what's wrong?"

Su Ge: "It's okay, you continue."

Yi Fengbai was even more confused.

"Continue? What?"

Sugo pushed the flowers in front of him.

"Please start your performance."

Yi Fengbai probed: "Continue?"

Sugo nodded.

Yi Fengbai continued to arrange flowers with doubts.

In fact, he didn't know how to arrange flowers at all, he just went by his feeling, as if he was destined to be able to do it.

Sugo paid attention to every bouquet of flowers he inserted, no matter how dazzling or monotonous, they were all harmonious.

Gradually, a perfect picture appeared in Sugo's sight.

He walked to the desk and picked up the pen and paper.

"Can I draw it?"

With his consent, Sugo painted as if no one was around.

Even the fact that he nodded in agreement halfway through is unknown.

Yi Fengbai studied the scroll with wet ink. It was an antique landscape painting with bright colors. It was not as monotonous as other painters' paintings, but it also lacked some spirit. Bright colors should have been more lively, but his paintings were not lifeless, but not lively enough either.