A life of ups and downs is pure joy

The hot summer weather passed slowly as he studied painting day by day, and Lin Qinghuan's originally hot heart gradually calmed down with each stroke of the brush.

Lin Qinghuan put down his brush and gently fanned the painting he had just finished with a small scented fan.

"The princess's lotus painting today is very beautiful."

Tong Hua stood aside, placed the fragrant ink next to the inkstone, and started muttering to herself again.

"How has this princess progressed in the past two months?" Lin Qinghuan asked proudly.

"Mr. Dong would let the children put away the books after reading the princess's paintings every day, and that would mean he was quite satisfied."

Tong Hua replied while observing the painting carefully. Lin Qinghuan looked at the serious look of the little servant and smiled happily.

"When did you two brothers follow the master?"

Lin Qinghuan rubbed his sore arm and chatted with Tong Hua.

"My brother and I lost our parents when we were five years old, and we were able to serve under Mr. Dong only because of the help of a noble person."

Tong Hua and Tong Shu were about twelve years old. Lin Qinghuan felt very close to the two brothers when he saw them every day, just like seeing Lin Qingru.

"Who is this noble person?" Lin Qinghuan asked curiously.

"He is the one who drank tea with you in the bamboo house."

Tong Hua said in a low voice.

"Master is also very strange. He doesn't live in that big house in the city, but prefers to live in this small house in the bamboo forest."

Lin Qinghuan had been painting for the whole morning and was very hungry. He saw the cakes brought by the guests from the inner room on the stone table and walked over.

"Is this edible?" Lin Qinghuan asked.

"The master asked Tong Shu to bring it to the princess."

Tong Hua also came over and considerately poured more tea for Lin Qinghuan.

Lin Qinghuan ate snacks while looking at Tong Hua with interest, then hooked his index finger and waved at Tong Hua, and the little servant boy leaned over obediently.

"Who are the people in this room? I've heard that the master is a solitary person...quiet and doesn't like to socialize. Now that these two people can sit across from each other and drink tea for an entire morning, it's really curious."

Lin Qinghuan whispered slyly.

"Mr. Aoki's talent and generosity deeply impressed you, so even though there's a huge age gap between us, we've become close friends."

After Tong Hua finished speaking, her face showed admiration for the people in that room.

"Is this noble man older than the master?" Lin Qinghuan asked curiously.

"No, Princess, it's Mr. Dong who is about fifteen or sixteen years older than Qingmu Wenjun."

Tong Hua was stunned for a moment, then explained.

"Ah? That's interesting."

Lin Qinghuan has been looking towards the inner room. He has not seen Dong Yuange since he came here this morning. He only heard that he was meeting a guest, but he never thought it would last the whole morning. Now he heard that the young man was only five or six years older than him, about the same age as Xiao Yi and Dong Moyuan, but he could become a close friend of Dong Yuange. He was really curious.

"If the princess is so curious, why not bring her a pot of tea?"

Tong Hua saw Lin Qinghuan staring at the inner room, so she offered some advice.

"Is it obvious that I'm curious?" Lin Qinghuan asked in surprise.

Tong Hua thought for a moment and nodded firmly.

"The princess even finished the tea in her hand, but her eyes kept looking at the inner room. She is really curious."

"You are so clever."

Lin Qinghuan looked up and said, then tapped the table with his fingers nonchalantly and asked, "If I go to bring tea to the master, would that be too abrupt?"

"Sir, you are the princess's master. Serving tea to your master is a filial duty, in accordance with etiquette, and is proper and appropriate."

Tong Hua smiled secretly, then spoke seriously with a serious face.

"Go and make this princess a pot of good tea."

Lin Qinghuan smiled and winked at Tong Hua, and the little servant happily ran to the small kitchen.

When Lin Qinghuan came to the inner room with a pot of tea, Tong Shu looked at her in surprise, then went forward and knocked on the door for her.

"Master, I have made a pot of tea for you and asked Tongshu to go in and serve him." Lin Qinghuan said while standing at the door.

"Qinghuan, come in."

Dong Yuange's voice came from the inner room. Lin Qinghuan smiled secretly, then walked into the bamboo house elegantly with tea in her hand.

In the Princess Mansion of Jinhan City, Tao Baiwan, who had been under house arrest for several months, sat bored in the yard and randomly fed the fish.

"Nurse, what's going on outside? Did the prince tell me when I can leave the house?" Tao Baiwan asked the nurse standing beside him.

"Nannan, the prince didn't say when we'll be leaving the house. He only said that the food and drink provided are all top quality. I guess Madam Xiao has suffered a great crime this time, so he can't be too indulgent for the time being. Let's wait for some time, and the matter will fade away."

The wet nurse sat next to Tao Baiwan and comforted him.

"Humph, when my mother was alive, she would never let me suffer such injustice. Now she is bullying me because I have no mother to protect me." Tao Baiwan said sadly.

"Besides, I suffered a lot for Brother Yi. How could he have forgotten it? Now he's even canceling our marriage. I...I can't accept this."

"You should have listened to me and endured it for a while, so that Madam Xiao could give birth to the child. You should know that Master Xiao will remember the suffering you endured, but the suffering Madam Xiao endured was because of you, and that will never be forgotten."

After the wet nurse finished speaking, Tao Baiwan still had a resentful face.

"How could I have known she was so weak? I just wanted to piss her off and take away her pride, but how could I have known she was so naive and had a difficult labor and hemorrhage? What bad luck!"

Tao Baiwan said unwillingly.

"It's strange to say. Madam Xiao's pregnancy has always been taken care of by Miss Xiao, and now Madam Shen. I think she was safe and sound. She shouldn't have suffered a hemorrhage just because of a fit of anger. Could it be that someone really did something to hide it from the public?"

The wet nurse analyzed the situation on her own, and the more she spoke, the more suspicious it seemed.

"She is protected like a beloved child every day, and she has her sisters from her mother's family by her side. Could it be that her own sister is going to harm her?"

Tao Baiwan said unhappily.

"Maybe I worry too much."

The wet nurse thought about it and felt that it was indeed unreasonable. It was said that the Jin Hanlin family had a good family tradition, the sisters helped each other and loved each other, and Marquis Lin and his wife treated their children without favoritism.

"I'm so annoyed, I want to go out!"

Tao Baiwan angrily poured all the fish food in his hand into the lake.

"Your Highness, a distinguished guest has arrived and is waiting in the front hall."

The housekeeper came to report, and Tao Baiwan reluctantly stood up and shouted.

"Who is it? I don't want to see him."

"Now when there are so few people here, someone still comes to visit. He must be an honored guest. Why don't you go and take a look?"

The wet nurse waved to the housekeeper, then stepped forward and spoke to Tao Baiwan.

"Since the nurse has said so, then go ahead."

Tao Baiwan and her wet nurse are as close as mother and daughter. If there is anyone in the world she trusts the most, it is the one who raised her with her wet nurse.

When he reached the main hall, Tao Baiwan saw the familiar figure of the distinguished guest.

"How did you come?"

Bamboo house outside Jinhan City.

"Master, drink tea."

Lin Qinghuan sat obediently beside Dong Yuange and bought new tea for him and Qingmu Wenjun sitting opposite him.

"Thank you, Princess Changping."

The man in blue sitting opposite said to Lin Qinghuan.

Lin Qinghuan looked at this person and felt that he was a stranger, but at the same time, he felt that his features were somewhat similar to those of someone he had met before.