Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Man in the Painting
She turned her head and winked at Fei Hitomi, and quickly swaggered out with her hands behind her back. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Fei Tong smiled, it was really He Yu, who felt the thoughts of these people so clearly.
Just let her go, anyway, Heyu is originally a lively character, if you really want to keep her at home, I'm afraid she will go crazy sooner or later.
The two watched He Yu walk out, and then said to Fei Tong: "It's cold, please take care of your body, let's go in and rest." ”
Hitomi smiled and nodded at them, slowly turning around and entering the house.
He Yu went out, and she was a little bored to stay alone, so she walked around this house.
She put her cloak on her body, and in her hand she held a plum branch that had just been folded, and walked to the front of a room. The house was in the backyard, and she hadn't been here before, so she pushed the door open, and the inside was very delicately furnished. In addition, there are many portraits hanging on the walls of this room.
Fei Tong looked at it curiously, the same person was painted on this painting, she carefully identified it, and found that the woman on this painting was eight points similar to Zhao Han, this should be the first queen, Zhao Han's biological mother.
Her eyes were warm and determined, and she looked ahead with a smile. I don't know who painted it, but she looked at him so beautifully. She looked over one by one, and saw that the people in the painting were either stroking the piano, watering the flowers, feeding the fish, or looking at the sky, and there were all kinds of lives. It can be seen that the person who paints is also extremely attentive.
In front of the last picture, Fei Hitomi was suddenly stunned.
I saw that there was a line of small characters in the lower right corner of this painting, and the handwriting on it was still clearly visible, which was made by Zhao Han in the fourth year of Shengping.
Four years of Shengping, isn't that fifteen years?
Could it be that these words were all painted by Zhao Han, who was only a few years old at the time?
It's incredible.
She looked around the room again, and if she guessed correctly, this should be Zhao Han's own room. She gritted her teeth, knowing that she had a room by herself, and made an excuse to spend two nights with her......
There was a desk in the room, Fei Hitomi walked over, the table was full of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, she sat down, ready to pick up the pen and write. But she stumbled upon a box next to the table, so she opened it curiously and looked at it.
There are paintings in it, but the painting is no longer Zhao Han's mother, she fixed her eyes and opened her mouth slightly, this painting is a woman holding a small baby in her arms, and she is smiling happily at the handsome tall and thin man on the side.
These two people don't know each other, isn't this their own father?
At that time, the mother was so young, and the father put one hand on the mother's shoulder and touched the baby's face with the other.
Is that kid himself......
Her eyes were hazy, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, this scene was so warm that it touched her heart deeply. She touched the painting over and over again and put it on her heart.
This painting was also painted by Zhao Han, she was very surprised, he was so young at that time that he had such amazing painting skills, these paintings are so realistic, as if people can see the scene at that time through these paintings.
There are many other paintings in the box, most of them are from my father's mother, and there are some strange girls and Gu Li's. It's just that the strange girl is always dressed in strange clothes, and sometimes makes some unintelligible gestures. In short, vivid, playful and cute. There is a big difference from the world's most famous woman in the world.
After she saw these paintings, she suddenly understood why Zhao Han would build such a house, maybe the days they had together back then were so good that he still wanted to keep those moments.
Zhao Han, who looks cold and ruthless on the outside, is actually so soft inside. After so many years of love, he has become a hedgehog, no one dares to approach him, and no one can really understand what he thinks. This loneliness, how on earth is he going to survive it.
She put them all away neatly and put them back in the box, then took a pen and wrote a few words on the paper.
"Ruthless is not ruthless, pen every inch of heart. ”
She looked up at the window, the snow was still falling so much, she didn't know where he was now.
Just as she was thinking about it, He Yu's voice called out to her outside, "Hitomi, Hitomi, where are you? I'm back and brought you buns!"
Fei Tong hooked his lips, put down the pen in his hand, walked to the door and answered, "Heyu, I'm here." ”
Soon He Yu heard the voice and ran over, "I've been looking for you for a long time, why did you come here?"
"I had nothing to do, I wanted to walk around, and I just walked here. ”
He Yu went into the house and looked around, "This room is pretty good, and I don't know who lives in it." ”
"It should be Zhao Han's. ”
He Yu was surprised, "The emperor?!"
So she looked around more carefully, and then kept "tsk", Fei Hitomi was helpless, "What do you mean by this?"
She cupped her cheeks, "This is like the emperor's room, people who don't know will definitely think that this is a woman's room, or a marriage room." ”
Fei Hitomi asked curiously, "Why do you say that?"
"You see, there is a dressing mirror in this room, some women's jewelry in the cabinet, and the quilt on this bed is also embroidered with mandarin ducks. You say, how can a big man's room have these things?"
He Yu's words woke her up, she hadn't paid attention to these details before, but now that she said this, she felt that it made sense.
This is strange, why did Zhao Han arrange his room like this......
He Yu handed her the bun in his hand, "I almost forgot to give it to you, hurry up and eat it, it's going to be cold soon, but I brought it back in my arms." ”
Fei Hitomi took it, the bun was still a little warm, she tasted it, "It's delicious, how did you find such a delicious bun in the time of a stick of incense?"
He Yu pouted unwillingly, "It's just that the time is too short, and it will take most of the time just to find this bun shop." I'll definitely look for a chance to go out next time. By the way, didn't you say it's boring, let's go out together next time!"
"You think well, you just go out alone, I can't get out. Actually, it's nothing, I'm a person who is originally happy and quiet, just go out, don't worry about me. ”
"This emperor is really, but now he is a family, and he still looks at you like a prisoner, don't you complain?"
Fei Hitomi glanced at the paintings on the wall, "I complained before, but now, I can understand his feelings." ”
Lost and regained, that's why she cherishes it even more, she is never stupid, how could she not see all Zhao Han's feelings for herself?
If she hadn't met Jin Ling before, maybe she would really choose to accept it.