After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around

In the previous life, Wen Daozi was depressed and his painting style became more and more gray, but he didn't want to. In the 21st year of Yongjia, Cao Guojiu, who loved to collect paintings in the capital, took a fancy to him, and even dedicated it to the emperor, which also attracted the emperor's appreciation.

As long as the emperor appreciated it, many people followed suit. Gradually, Wen Daozi's paintings became valuable, and his life ushered in a highlight moment.

In the previous life, Su Anan heard that he could sell any landscape painting for more than a thousand taels, not to mention his early works, which are all treasures.

Su An'an held the painting with surprise in her eyes. It was only when she passed by today that she remembered that in her previous life, she heard the talk of the servant in Qingyulou. This great painter had fallen into a stall in his early years.

I didn't expect to be met by her.

If she stocked up a few more pictures now, she would be able to exchange a lot of money in the future!

So Su Anan waved his hand and bought them all.

Wen Daozi was confused, "This lady, do you really want to buy them all?"

His paintings shouldn't be liked by women, just look at the eldest sister in front of him.

Cuiyan also looked at the young lady in surprise. I didn't see that the young lady liked to draw so much in the past day, why did she suddenly become so interested in drawing.

Su An'an ignored Cui Yan's surprise and said politely, "Yes, sir, although I don't see your paintings as bright as they are nowadays, they are better than your paintings because they are far, majestic, and very atmospheric. I like them very much."

"I don't know if there are still paintings in Mr.'s house. If there are, you can bring them. I will still be here tomorrow. I will ask my personal maid to buy them."

The honorary title Mr. Su Anan used instantly won Wen Daozi's favor.

When Zaifu heard about the artistic conception of his paintings in a previous life, he praised it a little, and Wen Daozi was instantly moved, oh my, bosom friend.

All kinds of poverty and negotiation, he always insisted, and finally someone can understand his paintings.

Immediately, his excited brain heated up, and he said, "No need for money, these paintings are appreciated by Madam, and they have not been abused. Xiaosheng has been comforted, so let's give them directly to Madam."

You know, money is easy to get, but bosom friends are hard to find.

Wen Daozi has really been beaten for too long and needs the affirmation and support of a person.

Su An'an: ...

Truly a man of love.

However, when her good feelings began to develop, she not only bought paintings, but also wanted to take the opportunity to make friends with Wen Daozi. At this time, he was in despair and had to give money.

She immediately became humble, and then asked Cuiyan to hand over the money bag, saying that it was not a reward, but just appreciation, and hoped to see more of Mr.'s works in the future.

Wen Daozi's eyes filled with tears, bosom friend, proper bosom friend!

Giving him money is said to be an appreciation, not a price measure, and he weighed the money bag, it was quite heavy, and he definitely gave a lot.

The two sides greeted each other, and Wen Daozi left gratefully, threatening that there was still inventory at home, and where his wife lived, he would deliver it to the door in person tomorrow.

Su Anan thought it would be inconvenient to come to the door, so she said that she was still here tomorrow and asked the servant to come and pick it up.

Wen Daozi hurriedly responded with a constant smile on his face.

There were a total of fifteen paintings, and Cuiyan was holding them alone. Li Liang winked. Seeing this, he immediately picked up Cuiyan. Each person was holding more than a dozen paintings, and ran back to the carriage.

Su An'an silently calculated in his heart, how much will he earn at the future price of so many pieces?

She was in a good mood when she was rich. She wanted to buy something for Cuiyan, but just turned around and wanted to ask her what she wanted, when she accidentally bumped into someone.

Su Anan stepped back immediately, pulled away, and politely apologized before raising his eyes.

The other party looked at the beauty with low eyebrows, swung a folding fan, blocking her way, and said, "Little lady, be careful, there are many people on the street, don't fall."

The tone is rather greasy.

Su Anan frowned, looked up, and froze instantly.

The person in front of him had red lips and white teeth, dressed neatly, and looked like a handsome young man, looking harmless to humans and animals.

But it made Su Anan's eyes widen, and the hands hidden in the cuffs clenched unconsciously.

It was him, it was him!

The old son of Prince Lu, Song Yan.

All kinds of hearings about him in the previous life hit in an instant, and she took a step back subconsciously in shock.

Song Yan looked pale at the beauty, and backed away in a panic, with a playful look in his eyes, why, he looks so scary?

Just as he was about to say a few words to make a good impression on the beauty, he was startled when he saw the beauty across from him pulling the little maid next to him and running away.

Oh, looks like I know him.

The young servant who followed behind saw the young master's beauty running away, and asked in a courteous manner, "Master, do you need the young master to help you catch it?"

Song Yan took the folding fan and pinned it to his waist. His movements could be described as graceful, with his eyes and hunting.

Does the cat catch the mouse? He likes to play the most.

He pointed, "No, you just need to force her to a place where no one is there, my son, catch her in person."

The young servant knew at a glance that the young master's bad taste had been committed again, and he was busy leading a few guards behind him to block the escaped little beauty.

Song Yan followed slowly, a smile on the corners of his lips.

This is true, there is nowhere to go after stepping through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

For a few days, I was still thinking about whose wife this little beauty was, and asked the little servant to check. I didn't expect to meet again in just a few days.

Thinking of seeing her beautiful profile in front of the painting booth just now, Song Yan couldn't help licking his lips, full of color.

Absolutely, it's really amazing, this kind of beauty is rare in the capital.

Therefore, he deliberately walked over and bumped into the beautiful woman. He rarely wanted to abandon the past and swallow the dates wholeheartedly, and have a good time. I never thought that the little beauty would not like it.

Cuiyan was pulled and ran with a confused expression, "Miss, Miss, what are we running for?"

Su Anan was in a hurry, "That person is Song Yan, do you know Song Yan?"

A famous overlord in the capital.

Cuiyan's eyes widened immediately. She had never seen the little overlord in the capital, but she had heard the name of that overlord's cruelty.

But: "Miss, how do you know that person is Song Yan?"

How did Su Anan know each other because she had met in her previous life.

But it was too late to explain. Looking back, Song Yan's guards had already been dispatched, so he had to pull Cuiyan more desperately and said, "I'll explain to you later."

Cuiyan also saw people chasing her again, how could she still be in the mood to listen to the answer, the master and servant ran hard.

Prince Lu is the younger brother of the current emperor.

His oldest son was Song Yan, and he was favored by Prince Lu. Who dares to let his good son be bullied, he can copy your whole family, so the raised Song Yan becomes more and more lawless.

Fighting, arrogance, arrogance, plundering, and robbing people's women, in short, they are very lawless, and their names have spread to such a small place as Los Angeles.

In addition to playfulness, lust is another major characteristic of him. As for any woman he likes, unless he has a strong background or a high-ranking official's family, there is no woman he dares to touch.

Su An'an vaguely remembered that in the past life, this person fell in love with an official's new wife and raped her in a grand manner.