Mu Wuchen didn't expect that when the lid of the box was opened, there was a scroll inside.

The curiosity in his heart couldn't help but become more intense. Mu Wuchen held the scroll and unfolded the scroll.

The exquisite paper-cut paintings on the scroll appear immediately before your eyes.

You can see that on the scroll, there is a garden scene drawn, with pavilions, rockeries, and water. Every scene is presented very delicately.

I originally thought it was a pen and ink painting, but after looking at it for a long time, I noticed something was wrong. After a closer look, I was shocked to find that the landscape on the paper was actually cut and pasted.

Mu Wuchen knew that Gu Xiaoyou had opened Youlian Paper Art Workshop, so he also ordered his servants to go to the store and buy some paper-cuts.

According to the decoration of Anyang Street in Lutan, paper cuttings were pasted on the windows and doors, adding some interest to his mansion.

I just didn’t expect that the paintings made from paper cuttings would be so beautiful.

After Mu Wuchen carefully viewed a painting, he unfolded the other scrolls one by one to view them.

He has seen many gardens, and the gardens in the paper-cut paintings are quite elegant.

Manager Zhang saw that Mu Wuchen had been looking at the scroll without saying a word, so he said cautiously: "Master, Miss Gu has one more thing for me to tell you."

"What are you talking about?" Mu Wuchen asked casually, his eyes still glued to the painting.

"She asked the servant to ask you what you think of the painting, and asked the servant to go back and report back." Manager Zhang replied respectfully.

"Impressions..." Mu Wuchen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, these were the words Gu Xiaoyou would ask.

Mu Wuchen rolled up the painting gently, and Mr. Wang took it with a wink and put it back into the wooden box.

After pondering for a while, Mu Wuchen said, "Just tell her, it's very subtle."

"It's very subtle... I was the servant who memorized it." Manager Zhang recited it several times silently, then lowered his eyes and replied.

"Master, do you want to have a meal?" Mr. Wang put away the scroll and asked softly.

"Let's prepare the meal." Mu Wuchen said.

"Yes, Master." Master Wang responded, placing the plates one by one from the food box on the table, taking the bowls and chopsticks, and placing them in front of Mu Wuchen.

"My servant will prepare the dishes for you."

"No need, go and hang these four paintings in the study, no, hang them in my room." Mu Wuchen ordered.

"Yes, I'll do it now, old slave." Mr. Wang gave the order and stepped back holding the wooden box.

Mu Wuchen began to eat, and the aroma of delicious food slowly filled his mouth. The mellow rice paired with the oily duck eggs was a must-have.

After finishing his meal with satisfaction, Mu Wuchen gently wiped the corners of his mouth with toilet paper.

It happened that Lord Wang returned: "Master, the slaves are all ready."

"Yeah." Mu Wuchen responded, stood up and went out.

After he rewarded Steward Zhang as usual, he walked directly towards the stable.

Master Wang followed behind. Although Mu Wuchen had no expression on his face, he could clearly feel his master's joyful mood.

Secretly guessing the master's thoughts, Mr. Wang said: "Master, I have placed two paintings behind the screen, and hung the other two paintings in the inner room. Do you think the location is OK?"

Mu Wuchen appraised the location in his mind and found that the places chosen by Mr. Wang were all places he could see when he raised his eyes. He felt somewhat satisfied.

"Not bad, reward."

"Thank you, Master." Mr. Wang responded happily. It seemed that he had made the right bet.

While talking, the two people arrived at the stables. Master Wang helped Mu Wuchen get into the carriage, and then led his servants to send his master off.

The next day, the sun was shining brightly, and the autumn sunshine faintly filtered into the room on the second floor.

Gu Xiaoyou sat under the window, basking in the rare warm sunshine, lazily looking at the floor plan.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Gu Xiaoyou asked without raising his eyes: "Who is it?"

"It's me." A cold and magnetic voice came from outside the door.

When Gu Xiaoyou heard a familiar voice, he threw the floor plan away and trotted over to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, he saw Mu Wuchen's handsome face. Gu Xiaoyou smiled happily. Then he thought of something, and with a bit of dissatisfaction, he said coquettishly: "I haven't come here for so long, I thought you were here."

You forgot about me."

"I'm busy with official duties after autumn." Mu Wuchen said a little apologetically, "I'm here when I have some free time."

"You have a conscience." Gu Xiaoyou said with a smile: "Come in quickly, it's cold in the corridor."

"Okay." Mu Wuchen responded and stepped into the house.

Gu Xiaoyou moved the chair under the window and greeted warmly: "You sit down, I'll get another chair."

"I'll go."

"No, it'll be right next door." Gu Xiaoyou left in a hurry and walked out the door without looking back.

Mu Wuchen couldn't stop her and shook his head in a funny way. This girl's temper had not changed at all.

Mu Wuchen chuckled lightly and looked around the room in the medical clinic with his hands behind his back.

The hospital room was decorated by Gu Xiaoyou to imitate the inpatient room of a modern hospital, with a clean wooden bed with white sheets and a cabinet at the bedside, with candlesticks and rattles on the cabinet.

There is a wardrobe in the corner opposite the bed. Next to the wardrobe is a desk. On the desk are messy colored papers, scissors, pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

Mu Wuchen picked up a piece of colored paper, and a few scraps of paper suddenly fell from it.

Raising his eyebrows, Mu Wuchen played with the colored paper and found an opening. He opened it casually, and a beautifully designed paper-cut appeared in his hand.

"It turns out to be paper cutting." Mu Wuchen raised the corner of his mouth and recognized the pattern of the paper cutting in his hand.

At this time, there was a sound at the door. Mu Wuchen looked back and saw Gu Xiaoyou pushing the door open with a chair and walking a little awkwardly into the room.

Mu Wuchen took a few steps forward, took the chair from Gu Xiaoyou's hand with one hand, took it into the room easily, and placed it on the ground.

"You are still strong." Gu Xiaoyou praised, and squeezed the little hand that was stretched out on the seam of the chair.

With a faint smile on his face, Mu Wuchen picked up the paper-cut and asked, "What pattern is this?"

"Oh, that's Donald Duck." Gu Xiaoyou replied casually.

"Donald Duck?" Mu Wuchen had never heard of this type of duck and asked curiously: "Is it a new breed of duck? How is the meat quality?"

"Hahaha, Donald Duck is not for food." Gu Xiaoyou laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes.

Mu Wuchen frowned, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

What did he say that made this girl laugh like this?

"Ahem." Mu Wuchen coughed twice and said, "Stop laughing."

"Okay... hahaha." Gu Xiaoyou agreed. Thinking of the four words "how is the meat quality?", she still couldn't help but laugh a few times.

Facing Mu Wuchen's somewhat darkened expression, Gu Xiaoyou barely suppressed his smile.

Mu Wuchen threw the paper-cut of Donald Duck back on the table, lifted up his robe and sat on the chair.
Chapter completed!