The clouds and mists have dispersed, and everyone knows that I love you.

"Let me tell you two some gossip. This morning, the boss came to me again to get medicine."

After eating and drinking, Xing Jiashan and Song Qianchen took advantage of the women's absence to pull Chu Yu and Shi Yang aside and talk to them in private.

The two men were stunned, and then at the same time, they looked down at the little woman lying on their chest.

Chu Yu: "Really? Is it that bad?"

Shi Yang: "It must be another good deed done by Rong'er."

When Shi Rong heard someone mention her, she tilted her head proudly, turned around, and snuggled into Chu Luo's open collar, to show that it had nothing to do with her.

"Hahahahaha!"

The four men were amused and smiled happily.

Huo Jiuzhou, who was entangled by a group of elders and couldn't get away, finally slipped away under the cover of Huo Qiye to visit Shi Rong, whom he was thinking about all the time.

Before I even got there, I heard these men talking about me.

He stretched out his long arms, hugged Shi Rong, held her in his arms and kissed her, then asked with a dagger in his smile.

"Is it funny?"

The three men were suddenly startled. They huddled together, not daring to breathe.

Coming back to his senses, Song Qianchen shook his head cautiously.

“Not funny…”

Huo Jiuzhou snorted and pointed his finger at Chu Yu who was using Shi Yang as a shield.

"Never mind, you'll have to cry about it tonight."

After saying that, the man carried Shi Rong away.

"Pfft hahaha!"

They took a long time to react, and suddenly remembered this sentence, as if Shi Rong had said it to Zheng Yuyan at the Huo family banquet, and they burst into laughter again, rolling on the ground.

Chu Yu: Let him cry, he wishes he could cry every day...

Huo Jiuzhou held Shi Rong in his arms and went up to the Chu family study on the third floor of the villa. Due to the rush of the trip, he did not bring the acrylic markers that Shi Rong used for painting.

He wanted to send someone to get it, but was stopped by Xie Yixiu, who suggested that he coax Shi Rong into trying to paint with a brush.

"Ah Rong, let's paint with brushes today, okay?"

The man took the thick-tipped brush stained with colored ink from Huo Zun.

Shi Rong held it in his hand, studied it for a moment, and then stared at the gold-foil rice paper in front of him.

She turned the brush around, picked it up, and held it. Relying on the few memories of brush painting in her mind, she wrote on the paper with great speed and grace.

Seven dark purple crown-winning black jade peony flowers were painted in succession, with the outer petals shaped like a crown and the inner petals folded.

Then, he looked at the brushes of different thicknesses placed in a row at hand, thought for a while, changed to a medium-thin tip brush, dipped it in some black ink, and added ink patches to the petals one by one.

Dip a small-headed brush in turmeric pigment and use a lifting and pulling technique to draw round-pointed flower buds and outline a small number of stamens interspersed among them.

Following this smooth and flowing line of thought, Shi Rong today painted a picture of a dragon with its limbs entwined among peony flowers.

The golden-scaled dragon has its head held high, a slender tail, and its body is covered with sparkling scales with a light golden luster. Its dragon whiskers are flowing, its dragon teeth are sharp, and its dragon eyes and horns are mighty and domineering.

The world-renowned black jade has a sonorous texture and is the king of flowers. Its branches are thick and dense, and they grow in an orderly manner, showing off its gorgeous purple and red colors.

The overall painting style has both the majestic momentum of a flying dragon in the sky and the grace and elegance of flowers blooming in competition.

It can be said that it is a masterpiece, vivid and lifelike, with skillful brushwork and vivid colors.

Then he wrote Li Bai's poem "Three Poems of Qingping Diao" on the blank page of rice paper.

"The clouds resemble clothes, the flowers resemble beauty; the spring breeze caresses the threshold, the dew thickens the flowers. If we had not met on the summit of the Jade Mountain, we would have met under the moon on the Jade Terrace. A single red branch, shrouded in dew and fragrance, the clouds and rain of Wushan are in vain to break one's heart."

I wonder who in the Han Palace can compare to Feiyan, leaning against her new make-up. A famous flower, a beauty that captivates the whole nation, delights in each other, yet the king looks upon her with a smile. Explaining the infinite hatred of the spring breeze, leaning against the railings of the north side of the Chenxiang Pavilion.

Although this poem does not explicitly mention the dragon's majesty, it depicts the peony's beauty to show its dignity and mystery, which are similar to those of the dragon.

It can be seen that in Shi Rong's heart, both the dragon and the peony have extraordinary significance to her.

While she was painting, the originally deserted area was gradually and quietly surrounded by spectators who came to watch.

They were a group led by Feng Qingning and Huo Yan. When they saw Shi Rong finished painting, they put down their brushes.

I couldn't help but applaud her superb painting skills and calligraphy, and the applause was thunderous for a while.

The consequence of doing this was that they successfully scared the little woman, who was originally concentrating, into crying loudly.

"Oh...Okay, okay, baby, don't cry, don't cry. Are you scared?"

Shi Yang was the first to react. He reached out and picked up Shi Rong who was sitting behind the desk. He walked a long distance away and kissed and coaxed him.

"Don't be afraid, baby. Look, grandma and the others are praising you. They say you're good at drawing, right?"

Huo Jiuzhou used the handkerchief in his palm to wipe away the crystal tears on Shi Rong's little face, his brows furrowed in pain.

"Baby, look, there's Peppa Pig. Let's watch cartoons. Stop crying, okay?"

The three men, Chu, Xing and Song, were in a panic. They took out the phones from their pockets and put on a Chinese cartoon that Shi Rong liked to watch.

Finally, she stopped crying and turned her attention to the cartoon.

The men breathed a sigh of relief, and after calming down, they couldn't help but blame themselves in their hearts. What a bunch of people! They came without even saying hello to others.

They suddenly applauded and cheered, and not only Shi Rong, but they were all shocked.

"Ying'er's Chinese paintings are truly captivating, capturing both spirit and form, and seeming to come alive. This demonstrates the meticulous care and effort the Ying family has put into her cultivation."

Compared to the panic over there, Huo Yan's side was much more relaxed. They picked up Shi Rong's paintings and praised them highly.

Feng Qingning shifted her worried gaze from Shi Rong, who was not far away, back to Huo Yan and smiled modestly.

"Brother, you're too kind. This is the only thing I have, and you praised me so much in just two sentences."

"Hahaha."

Huo Zhengtong's face was full of smiles as he held Shi Rong's brush painting in his hand and couldn't let it go.

"I finally understand who Ah Rong and Ah Yang are like in their excessive modesty. This is all thanks to you, Madam Ying, for your wise guidance."

Everyone smiled at each other and the atmosphere was very lively.

……

"I think, with Shi Rong's current clarity of thought, we can begin the next stage of treatment.

The premise is that when this trip is over and Shi Yang and his grandmother leave her, Shi Rong can manage not to cry or make a fuss."

He placed Shi Rong in Chu Yu's bedroom on the top floor, prepared snacks and milk for her, and played cartoons.

Xie Yixiu entrusted the little woman to the care of Shen Mingxing and Xia Zhi, and took a few men with him to talk for a while.

When Shi Yang heard this, he immediately quit.

"Brother Yi Xiu, why do you always want Rong'er to leave me and grandma? Do you have a grudge against the three of us?"

Tsk!

What words is this?

Xie Yixiu glared and was speechless on the spot.

"Look at what you said. I have no grudge against you three. The Ying family has even done me a favor! But you have to let her try to accept the unfamiliar environment outside her home, right?

The first step for a person to grow up is to leave their family. The same is true for a severely mentally ill patient.

How did this even involve me and you three having a grudge against each other? Really…"