Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie's Dearest Beloved Wife Chapter 2065

Chapter 2065: Master’s wife’s portrait
Translator: 549690339
The elder’s home held a meeting for the whole day but did not come up with anything, so they could only continue to send people to investigate.
The family head, Xie yaocang, and the matriarch, Ji qiongxin, did not show any expression on their faces. Furthermore, they had sent people to investigate secretly, but there were no unusual call records.
The elder compound did not dare to pry into the matter.
After all, the prestige of the head of the family and the mistress of the family was not small. It was not the time to make things awkward.
After all, the Xie family was a huge family, and they still needed to maintain a calm facade. If something were to happen to the Xie family, they would be nothing.
Therefore, everyone’s love for the family was still very consistent.
In a Valley somewhere.
Ever since Yun Bilu called to inform her that she was safe, she continued to devote herself to martial arts training the next day without any delay.
Moreover, she seemed to be a little relieved after telling him that she was safe.
She would only think of Huang yize occasionally. Most of the time, she would focus on her martial arts training.
Yun Bilu’s hard work also motivated many people in the valley, and everyone practiced even harder.
However, many of them were not Gu zhengxun’s disciples, but other young people who had been training in the valley.
These few days, Yun Bilu improved very quickly, and Gu zhengxun was rather pleased to see her.
Yun Bilu’s basic skills were improving steadily, and her master, Gu zhengxun, also opened the key to Yun Bilu’s study.
He told her to spend three hours reading books every night.
At first, Yun Bilu didn’t think much of it. When she was in her third year of University, in order to be a good match for Huang yize, she would go to the library almost all the time to borrow and return books.
At that time, in order to enrich himself and increase his knowledge and experience, he would read in the corridor in the middle of the night and read in the corridor in the morning.
However, when she saw the study room here, Yun Bilu felt that the library she used to see was not really a library. This was the real place to collect books.
Moreover, the books here were mostly about strange things that couldn’t be seen from the outside.
Ever since Yun Bilu entered this place, she had been completely mesmerized. She worked out in the day and couldn’t wait to read books at night.
There was one time when she was taking a break after lunch and entered the study room, she saw her master.
“Master, What is this?”
She saw a painting on the table. Although she had only taken a glance, it was indeed very beautiful, with a classical beauty. However, she felt that there was something missing in the painting, and she couldn’t put her finger on it.
“Master, who is this?”
Gu zhengxun did not expect his disciple to come here at this time.
Since he had been seen, it was fine.
Seeing the expression on her master’s face, Yun Bilu thought for a moment and carefully guessed,””Master, could the person in the painting be master’s wife? It’s so pretty. ”
Moreover, she could tell that her master still had feelings for his wife.
Gu zhengxun’s expression changed. He sighed and said lovingly,”A little girl like you can tell?”
“Master’s thoughts are written all over his face, so of course it’s easy to guess. Besides, in this era, master only thinks of people when he sees pictures. You’re looking at a painting, so it’s a little, a little …”
Gu zhengxun smiled.”Is it because master is outdated?”
“En, a little!”
“When I first met her, photos weren’t very common. Later on, I wasn’t used to taking photos. I thought it was fine as long as she was by my side. I didn’t expect that later …” Gu zhengxun sighed and didn’t say anything else.
Yun Bilu coughed.”Master, you’re only thirty or forty years old, right? twenty years back, taking photos should be considered a trend, right?”
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