Murong Zhen left silently.

Chen Zixiu looked at the neatly packed beds, tables and chairs, the neatly stacked books and picture scrolls on the shelves, and the spotless windows, as if there had never been a host here.

Chen Zixiu slowly sat down at the desk, looking out the window in a daze.

Looking at it, he realized that he was sitting in a position where he could clearly see his bedroom window through a flower garden.

The window was open, and Xi'er was packing up her clothes and bedding in the house.

Thinking that he usually got up and was disheveled, he hurried to the clean room in a hurry, and then washed and changed his clothes in a daze, it was possible that Murong saw it, Chen Zixiu's face suddenly warmed up.

He turned his face uncomfortably, swept his gaze to the bookshelf, picked up a scroll in his hand, and unfolded it.

Mid-Autumn Festival night banquet.

The characters in the painting are all familiar to me, including the emperor, Gonggong Deng, and them, as well as eunuchs holding dishes, musicians playing music, or palace ladies pouring wine or singing and dancing. The date of payment is August 18 last year. After the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Thinking that the person who painted in the Mid-Autumn Festival this year was not there, Chen Zixiu was inexplicably stunned.

The second painting scroll is flowers and birds, and the background looks like a pavilion near the lake in the imperial garden, focusing on a cluster of peonies in the vicinity, with two pink butterflies entwined on layers of delicate petals. The strange thing is that behind the flowers in the distance is the back of a person, wearing a silver-purple palace dress, looking at who should be one of them.

Chen Zixiu knew that Murong was really good at painting, and he had seen him paint in the past, but with just a few brushstrokes, he could smear colorful paints on the white rice paper and paint the effect he wanted. I can't learn it myself.

He sighed secretly.

I'm really good for nothing. Let's just keep these picture scrolls and books for Murong. Wait until you have a chance to go out of the palace to see him...... Forget it, it's too early to think about leaving the palace.

Another scroll was opened.

River rafting diagram.

The sunset is long river, the river is sparkling, a lonely boat, the mountains are far away, the wild geese are flying high, a male is rocking behind the boat, and there is a young man in white clothes standing at the bow of the boat, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the artistic conception of some pride, the face of the young man sketched by the fine brush is vivid, and it seems that he is going to come out of the painting in the next moment.

It's just that this person's face looks a little familiar......

"It's a really good drawing." There was a sudden sound behind him, so frightened that Chen Zixiu almost tore the scroll without missing his hand!

He took a step back and turned sharply, bowing down. "Your Majesty!"

Gao Shenghan stretched out his hand to support him and pulled him up.

"Mid-autumn is coming, I just take a walk and see if you beauties need my favor." Gao Shenghan approached with a smile, and naturally circled him in front of the table, and stood behind him and leaned out half of his body to look at the scroll.

"Brother Zhen'er's painting skills are really good. In time, we will become everyone. ”

Chen Zixiu suppressed the unnaturalness in his heart, and always felt that no matter how he stood up, it was awkward. I didn't think it before, because the two were about the same height. When he entered the palace, the emperor was even taller than him, but now he is half a head taller than the emperor, and he feels like a woman when he is encircled in his arms like this...... He writhed uneasily.

One hand suddenly wrapped around his waist, while the other touched his chin, grabbed it gently, turned it back to the side, and then a fragrant kiss came up.

Chen Zixiu closed his eyes slightly and passively accepted.

Gao Shenghan raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced defiantly at the man standing behind the flower garden.

Murong Zhen's expression stiffened slightly.

He just remembered his scroll and turned it back to get it. I didn't expect to meet these two people.

And, still in his room, doing this kind of thing in front of him!

When he has no temper?

Murong Zhen looked back at the king without showing weakness.

Gao Shenghan chuckled lightly, and suddenly reached out to pull Chen Zixiu's clothes. Chen Zixiu was embarrassed and gently refused: "Your Majesty, don't be like this." "This isn't their room,! And day proclaimed yin or something, wasn't he involved enough by the courtiers? I didn't dare to go home to see my aunt for these two months!

Gao Shenghan easily restrained his struggle, pushed him to the table, made him face the window, pressed himself up from behind, and bit the earlobe that was red and almost on fire.

Two red clouds flew over Chen Zixiu's face, and he closed his eyes tightly, eager to dig a crack in the ground and drill down!

Murong Zhen was dumbfounded!

How dare he!

This bastard!

Step forward in three steps and two steps and stand in front of the window.

Chen Zixiu felt the wind in his face, quietly opened his eyes, and when he saw a figure standing in front of the window, he was startled! Quickly jumped up and stepped back, almost knocking Gao Shenghan down!

Rao is Gao Shenghan had enough concentration, and the surface of his feet was also stepped on, and he grinned in pain and jumped twice on one foot.

"Mu, Murong ......" Chen Zixiu stammered twice, his face was colorful, and he was anxious to explain: "I, I'm not ......"

"Disturb the emperor's Yaxing, the minister is here to confess." Murong Zhen grimaced, his gaze crossed over to Chen Zixiu, and went straight to the emperor who was making a face at him while gasping.

"It's not that you can't come back if you leave, what's the matter, reluctant?" Gao Shenghan found a chair and sat down, raised his chin, and said meaningfully.

Chen Zixiu was busy sorting out his clothes, feeling aggrieved and sad, his head hung low, and he didn't dare to look at them. Even if they had seen many unbelievable things on many occasions under the oppression of the perverted emperor, but when it was their turn, they were bumped into by their friends, and the trace of panic and shame in his heart still lingered, making him speechless for a while.

Murong Zhen glared at the emperor fiercely. Gao Shenghan showed a shameless smile.

She got the news that Murong Zhen walked to the gate of the palace and turned back, and secretly said that something might have fallen here, so she took a shortcut and rushed over to take a look, but she didn't expect to meet Chen Zixiu, so she ......

Although he is a little sorry for Zixiu, since he has made up his mind to keep him, he will follow him in the future. The key is that she wants to understand Murong Zhen's thoughts.

"The minister has something left behind, and now he wants to get it back. Forget the emperor's permission. Murong Zhen said calmly.

"If you're referring to these paintings and calligraphy, why don't you leave them behind and give me a thought?" Gao Shenghan saw that Chen Zixiu had been standing aside with his head down, pulled him to sit down, and gently patted his back a few times.

"What if the minister wants people?" Murong Zhen's eyes shone brightly, making people dare not force them to look.

Chen Zixiu raised his eyes in surprise.

Gao Shenghan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I thought you were planning to go on the road alone. ”

"There are some things that are beyond the reach of the minister alone."

Gao Shenghan straightened his face and looked at him fixedly. After a while, he nodded. "That's right."

"Thank you for your grace!"

Gao Shenghan sent Chen Zixiu back and took Murong Zhen away.