However, on the contrary, neither of them had sleep, but the initiator, the Minion, entered a state of deep sleep and snored slightly. In the quiet of the night, this small snoring seems extraordinarily clear, and it is also particularly disturbing to dreams. The moonlight was hazy, the sound of insects chirping, and the dark night couldn't help but sit up from the bed. Look at the Minions sleeping on the table. For a long, long time. Finally, he had no choice but to get out of bed in his clothes, walked out of the dormitory of the Demon Palace, and came to the outside of the hall.

At that time, the moon had climbed up to the middle of the sky, and some weak thin clouds around it, some vague clouds, floated in the sky, and the moonlight was like water, pouring down on the dark night in front of the world. The red tile high walls are no longer so solemn under the hazy moonlight, but the breeze blows, the willows in the yard are long, and the white flowers of the roses erected on the wall seem to be soaked in milk, glowing with a faint light. Green leaves and white flowers, holding a folding fan in the dark night, standing in the wind, and the long dark green hair without braiding is like a wall full of rose leaves.

It's really beautiful! The posture of the emperor is awe-inspiring!

Hairuo walked out of the study, stood at the door of the hall, and saw the dark night standing tall not far away, looking up at the sky, watching the majesty of the dark night, and couldn't help but sigh infinitely in his heart.

Quietly paced out of the temple door a few steps, under the pillar in front of the hall, Hai Ruo made a spell, took out a pair of bamboo chairs from the sleeve cage, a tabletop, and the table top was full of pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Hairuo sacrificed a night pearl to illuminate, the pen was like the wind, and after a while, a small statue turned into a small image.

On the screen, the Night Demon Venerable is refreshed, his face is peaceful, his eyes are looking at the bright moon on his head, his hands are cut on his back, and he looks relaxed and elegant, which is very charming in the current dark night.

The slanting willow silk, the floating flowers and leaves, and even the streamers blown up by the breeze are all like real things, I didn't expect Hairuo's painting skills to be so proud.

Because of the illumination of the night pearl, the mood of admiring the moon in the dark night was disturbed, and because of the night pearl, he naturally knew that it was Hairuo. Therefore, he did not look back, and it was good to have a beautiful woman in the evening breeze. Although, the two did not talk.

However, people are always curious.

Seeing that Hairuo didn't move for a long time, and never left, he pretended to pace slowly along the eaves of the porch in the dark, and slowly turned his eyes to Hairuo at the right angle.

This glance seems like a thousand years. At this time, Hairuo was drying his paintings on the shelf. Eyesight in the dark is good. Even in the dark night, he was amazed, he didn't expect that she, a weak girl, had such a wonderful danqing.

The eyes of the dark night browse through Hairuo's paintings one by one.

There are those who walk with a paper fan lightly, those who bend their bows and arrows to shoot eagle eagles, those who ride the fiery phoenix to parade in space, those who stand under the moon hairpin tree where the gods and demons divide the mountains to practice, and those who sit crookedly on the bamboo chair to take a nap---

Shapes and forms, and so on.

Dark Night suddenly felt that Hairuo had indeed been here for a long time, not now, but never. In the blink of an eye, half of the year has passed. She didn't seem to say anything, did anything, attracted her attention, she seemed to be a shadow, silently accompanied, silent. So much so that he sometimes felt that she was not here to tempt himself, but to serve himself, and she was more of a suitable maidservant, or a housekeeper.

However, tonight, maybe the moonlight is too charming, maybe the Minion suddenly said that she was like his lover Qingniang, which seemed to stimulate his short and weak emotional nerves, and he suddenly felt that he had ignored this spy around him for too long.

Dark Night walked to Hai Ruo's side, and like her, looked at Hai Ruo, who was also observing the painting, "You draw very well, observe very carefully, and the brushstrokes are also very light." ”

Dark Night's painting skills are superb, many of the geographical maps in the study are drawn by him, and the characters he has seen on weekdays, he can also remember their characteristics at a glance, and put them into the pen, it can be said that Hairuo's hobby helped her complete the task.

"However, I have never been able to paint a portrait of myself, what a pity!" Hai Ruoluo said in a slightly regretful tone.

"Really?" said the night, without thinking, "I can paint a picture of you." ”

"Isn't this okay? You are a generation of emperors, and if you spread it out and say that you paint a servant girl, I am afraid that it will damage your reputation. With that, Hairuo returned to his desk, and sure enough, there was an image on the table that was half-drawn. The scene inside is also such a scene, the figure of the Night Demon Venerable is just a faint background, and on the edge of the table sits a young girl, who is painting, and there is a vague shadow of Hairuo.

"Not bad, either. The Night Demon Lord saw it and expressed his appreciation. "You stand on the side of the roses, and I may be able to draw you a picture of a beautiful woman enjoying the flowers under the moon. Dark Night said and pushed Hai Ruo, he sat down, picked up the pen, looked at Hai Ruo's infinite shyness, he had a hint of abruptness, and then immediately urged: "Go, or don't you want me to help with painting?"

"No, of course I want you to help me paint. Hai Ruo blushed again, because when the Night Demon Venerable's hand was on her waist just now, she suddenly calmed the warm temperature of his palm, and the warm feeling quickly spread throughout her body, making her surprised.

Standing in the blooming rose bush, Hai Ruo's mood slowly calmed down, or she was really not a spy material, the touch just now made her heart ripple like a river. She couldn't help but look up at the bright moon in the sky, it had already set in the west, and when it reached the top of the palace in the distance, it became faint, as if a silver ring hung there. She didn't know that she had given me a beautiful moment to the Demon Venerable: the silver ring on Hairuo's head was also shining, and the moon in the distance was also radiating a faint light, as if it had formed a sense of sight from far to near the two rings.

Is it Chang'e in the moon who came to the world?

The dark night seizes the moment, adopts a freehand way, and a few faint strokes outline the fluttering posture of the sea, which is really a woman who is intoxicated.

Night Demon had a pen in his hand, and he never drew anything more. Unbeknownst to Hairuo, in the dawn of dawn, she plucked a rose with dewdrops and put it on her sideburns, and the moon in the west disappeared for a long time.

"Demon Venerable, is this flower beautiful?"

Seeing the Night Demon Venerable standing far away, Hai Ruo walked over and brushed the tail of a bouquet of roses in his hand on the chest of the night. The Night Demon Venerable woke up from a big dream and realized his gaffe, and put down his pen in the night, "I'll go for a walk outside, you wait for the Minion to wake up, and bring him to me." ”