The emperor said that he meant something, glanced at Nangong Yuhuan, and saw that Nangong Yuhuan was unmoved, so he simply made his words clear: "If Aiqing can accept me, I can give Concubine Su's residence to Aiqing, and the honor and favor she enjoys are the same as Concubine Su." ”

Nangong Yuhuan smiled and said: "People can be ruthless if they are not grass and trees, and they are grateful for the lingering feelings of the monarch, and the concubines are remembered in their hearts, but they have no choice but to have their own beloved in their hearts, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to fulfill the emperor's wishes." ”

Nangong Yuhuan's words are also a pun, on the surface it is to thank the emperor for his love, but secretly it is to tell the emperor that the grass and trees are ruthless, whether you like it or not, it doesn't matter, but people are different, and only by staying together can they remember each other.

The emperor smiled, but the smile was slightly embarrassed and said, "Why don't you hurry back to me first, and then take a look?" said Lingnangong Yuhuan and turned around in the palace. The palace is full of paintings, mostly orchids, landscapes, etc., but there are several figure paintings in a prominent position.

The scenery in the painting is like summer, there is a pool in the painting, there is a palace, there are water birds in the pool, male and female games, there are palace concubines on the edge of the pool are leaning on the threshold, competing to watch the water birds playing, and there is an ivory bed in the window of the palace, and the bed is surrounded by a light silk tent, and a man and a woman are lying in the tent, hugging a light brocade fur like a very intimate relationship.

In the painting, the woman's temples are cloudy, her breasts are covered with snow, she looks like she has just woken up, and she has not yet had time to comb, and her cloud-like hair covers half of her face, and the man in the painting is none other than the emperor himself. When Nangong Yuhuan was concentrating, he heard the emperor on the side say: "This painting is painted by Concubine Su, and it is here that the painting is made, this pool is the Xingqing Pond we walked through just now.

There is another painting next to this painting, the painting is huge, there is more than one person high, it is Concubine Su and the emperor two sitting on a swing, holding a fruit in their hands is playing, in the painting the woman is holding a double hair on her head, graceful appearance, all the beauty is complete, can not be described, holding a bright red fruit, swing slightly, the woman's lips are baked, the body is facing the wind, and the face is full of joy.

In this painting, the woman shows her whole face, and it is still frontal, and there are only two people, Nangong Yuhuan can see it really, the woman in the painting is really quite similar to herself, but her demeanor is different.

The emperor said: "That day, the south paid tribute to a kind of fruit, called Hehuan fruit, its name and shape are quite in line with my intentions, so I took it to play with Concubine Su, and then I ate the acacia fruit with her, in order to leave a memorial, I asked Concubine Su to describe this scene." As he spoke, the emperor gently stroked the face of the painted beauty with his fingers, as if he were touching a real person.

Nangong Yuhuan sincerely admired: "Concubine Su's painting is really good! ”

The emperor nodded and said: "Concubine Su's painting is really good, the paper is also the best paper, the pen is also the best pen, and the paint is also the best, but it's a pity that you can't draw what Concubine Su looked like when she was alive!"

Nangong Yuhuan stuck out his tongue and said: "Obediently, this painting is less than one ten-thousandth of Concubine Su when she was alive, then this Concubine Su must be a beautiful woman, and the concubine is out of reach." ”

The emperor said: "That's not it, although the two of you look quite similar in appearance, but your demeanor and personality are very different. Beauty is stately, spiritual, interesting, affectionate, and hearty. I love to sleep and lazy in my state, and I love quiet and soft in love. Concubine Su's attitude is very heart-wrenching. And you are different, you have more gods, beautiful as flowers, cool as the autumn moon, clear as jade pot water, sleepy as nephrite, fluttering and light as tea, like smoke, scattered at first glance. I'm afraid this is also the difference between a cultivator and a non-cultivator, right? Concubine Su is a mortal in the flesh and can't cultivate, unlike you, Aiqing!" said this, and the emperor sighed slightly.

Nangong Yuhuan said: "Whether you can practice or not is the will of heaven, and the original is reluctant, and it is just a fluke that the concubine can cultivate to this point." Most women are ugly and have no fixed appearance, but people are pleased, and they are pleasing to the point of being tolerant, as the so-called women are pleasing to themselves. So Concubine Su is the best in the eyes of the emperor. ”

The emperor said: "This is not the case, there is a state, there is a god, there is fun, there is affection, there is a heart, and the number of them are all beautiful and true." However, getting God is the first, getting fun is second, getting affection is secondary, and as for winning the heart, it's hard to say. If at the beginning, I still thought of you as a substitute for Concubine Su, but now I don't have such thoughts at all, so you don't have to worry about anything. ”

Nangong Yuhuan smiled slightly, but he didn't answer the emperor's words, and gently stroked his fingers on the painting: "The emperor ate such a strange acacia fruit with Concubine Su, then she should have eaten a lot of rare things, right?"

The emperor nodded and said: "I treat Concubine Su with orchids as offerings, nectar as drink, olives as dishes, clams as soup, lilies as fish, parrots as maids, white cranes as slaves, tongbai as salaries, and coix as rice." The cup of vegetable soup she eats at each meal is worth 30,000 spirit stones, which are mixed with various spirit stones, spiritual materials and other treasures, plus realgar, cinnabar, etc., which are fried into juice over fire. After frying it three times, all kinds of spirit stones, spiritual materials and other treasures mixed with it are thrown away, and only vegetable soup is drunk. ”

"That's right. Nangong Yuhuan suddenly said: "I know how Concubine Su died." ”

The emperor was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously asked, "How did you die?"

"There are too many spiritual things, and they are not blessed to be consumed, and they are killed by spiritual things. Nangong Yuhuan said lightly.

"Impossible, I have also eaten those vegetable soups, not to mention me, my children and other concubines have also eaten this kind of soup, why are they fine?" the emperor asked suspiciously.

Nangong Yuhuan explained: "You guys are fine, but Concubine Su is fine, you must know that she is just a mortal fetus, some things are honey for us cultivators, and they may be arsenic for her!"

The emperor's eyes flickered when he heard this, and he was speechless for a while, and only after a while did he say: "Maybe you're right, but Concubine Su doesn't like to eat that kind of vegetable soup, so she stopped after eating for more than a month." Her daily diet is also relatively light, and she hasn't eaten a lot of aura-rich ingredients such as demon beast meat, so it shouldn't be the reason for her diet, right?"

Nangong Yuhuan nodded and said, "Not all, at least diet is not the main reason." ”

"What's the main reason for that?" the emperor asked curiously.

Nangong Yuhuan pointed to the paintings on the wall and said, "Oh, these are the paintings." ”