Although the emperor left the scene early, but with this intention, the other concubines didn't dare to embarrass me anymore. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 After asking for peace, they went back to the palace. I was also accompanied by Rong Yan and walked back slowly.

When the emperor came up, he came by step, and in order not to fall too far behind, he also let me sit in a soft sedan chair. But when I go back, I still don't want to be so public, so on the way back, I have to walk back.

Maybe it's because I haven't been out of Xianfu Palace for a long time, and walking on the palace road makes me feel refreshed. Not to mention that both sides of the palace road are placed with seasonal flowers and plants, which seem to make people feel the breath of spring.

Walking on the palace road, I suddenly understood something in my heart. Isn't this the situation for me now? I have been favored by the emperor, and I have a little bit of thought about the emperor, and I have to take this road. Actually, I've been on this road since the beginning, haven't I?

He smiled, feeling that he was confused. Rong Yan looked at me first stunned, and then smirked to himself, confused, but he didn't ask me why. I didn't move for a long time, and after walking for a while, I was a little out of breath, and I walked more slowly. Therefore, I walked for a long time before returning to Xianfu Palace.

As soon as I arrived at Xianfu Palace, Doudou welcomed me with his tail wagging. Yesterday, the emperor came to Xianfu Palace, and in order to prevent Doudou from coming out and being seen by the emperor, these girls provoked the emperor to be killed, so they locked it in their bedroom. This suffocated Doudou and couldn't come out for a night.

However, Doudou held back, and those girls didn't think about it. After they locked Doudou in the room, they went to their own business. When I came back at night, I saw that the house was in a mess, and it was all Doudou's ghost.

When I returned to the palace, I always felt upset, but I didn't know why. After thinking about it, I asked Si Yuan to lay paper for me, pressed it with a paperweight, and asked Nian Yang to grind ink for me, pick up the pen, and want to practice calligraphy.

When he lifted the pen, a drop of ink fell onto the rice paper, and it quickly blended into a round black circle. I thought about it, and my head was a little empty, and I didn't know what to write.

After thinking about it for a while, he simply didn't write, but sketched and drew along the drop of ink that dripped down. The black circle is the moon in the sky. Draw a few more lines along the way to make clouds.

Then pick up the pen and start sketching the shape of the person a little below the moon. What I was thinking about was the scene where the emperor hugged me last night.

Nian Yang helped me sharpen my ink while watching me draw something. But the more she looked at it, the more she felt that I was drawing characters, so she asked, "Little master, who are you drawing?"

It doesn't matter what I said, I didn't answer her, but I lured Rong Yan and Si Yuan over. I looked at her angrily and said, "Why do you still have such a big mouth, I can't even draw quietly." ”

As he was talking, Si Kite said: "Little master, this is your fault, we watched you draw, it is to care about you, so that we can know who you are thinking about, so that we can help you make suggestions, right!"

Si Kite, who has always been steady, joked with me, and I know that these days, several of them are also depressed. Even if I don't want to accept favor, but for them, staying in the palace like this is tantamount to waiting for death.

In the past two days, I have been favored, promoted to a position, and the emperor has stayed in Xianfu Palace, which is a great honor, and they are naturally much happier. So even Si Kite, who has always been calm, is happy to tell me a few jokes.

This kind of banter reminds me of when I was a child, when the two of them were arguing with me all day long. sighed, entered the palace, in the end, it was different, not only me, but the two of them were also silently changed by this environment.

It's just that like them, no matter how much they change, I am also their master. And I, no matter how much I change, also want to protect them.

While they were making a noise, they heard a voice coming from outside the door: "What are you doing?

I turned my head and saw that it was the emperor coming. Hurriedly put down the brush, blessed himself slightly, and saluted the emperor: "The emperor is auspicious." And this group of girls also saluted with the blessing, and then didn't make any more trouble, and each did what they had to do.

The Emperor disapprovingly told us to get up, then walked over and asked, "What are you writing?" and looked over to the table.

At this glance, he laughed. Because although my painting is a little rudimentary, I have already sketched out the general shape, and when the emperor looks at it, he can see that it is a pattern of a man holding a woman in his arms, and the woman is still holding a flute in her hand, what does he not understand?

I hurriedly tried to cover it with my hand, but the emperor smiled and said, "Why? Have the courage to draw me, but don't have the courage to show me? I have self-knowledge and know that I am ugly...... Or do you feel shy to be hugged by me that day?"

I felt more and more shy, and inexplicably blushed a little. I don't know why, since I met the emperor, I really want to blush and be shy more and more. It's just that I heard the emperor say this, and I really looked at the painting, although it was only a rough outline, but I didn't see that the emperor had become ugly?

At the moment, he said with some doubts: "It's obviously a good painting, how can it be ugly?"

The emperor looked like he had succeeded, laughed, and said, "Oh, since it's not because it's ugly, it's because I'm being held that day and being shy?"

Only then did I realize that he had set up a trap for me to drill, stomped his feet, and turned around to ignore him.

After a while, I didn't see any sound from the emperor, so I secretly turned my head to look, and the emperor actually picked up the pen, followed the lines I had sketched, and continued to draw. Rong Yan watched the emperor paint, and went to polish the colored ink, but after a while, the two of them came to life on the paper.

Looking at my stunned appearance, the emperor was very proud. Then he said to me, "How's it going, has it become magical?"

I nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and then looked at this painting of me and the emperor, and I was very happy.

"It's not over yet!" said the Emperor. Then he picked up the pen again and inscribed a line of small characters in the lower left corner of this painting: In March of the year of Bingshen, Jing Zhi and Wenhua worked together.

I looked, and my pupils dilated a little. Jingzhi is the emperor's name. The emperor's surname is Li, and his name is Li Jingzhi. It is precisely because of the word Jing in the name that it was taken as a title by the emperor and named King Jing.

After writing these lines, the emperor smiled and said to me: "This painting is called "There is a Beautiful Woman Under the Moon"!"