Puyu finally fell asleep without waiting for Li Ruoyan's answer. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The night was quiet, and there was a sudden commotion in the house. Linglong Lingjing, who was keeping vigil outside the door, was frightened, pushed the door with a candle, the pillow quilt was scattered on the ground, the tent was half-hidden, and Lingling stared forward and opened the tent: "Miss, Miss wake up!"

Puyu felt the light source, woke up in a cold sweat, calmed down the palpitations in her heart slightly, and said weakly: "It's just a nightmare."

Linglong went out to change the clean bedding and pillows. Ling stared at the edge of the bed, holding a plain white embroidered silk silk to wipe the fine beads of sweat on Puyu's forehead, and said, "Miss, it's still early at this time, do you want to rest?"

Puyu felt that the cold sweat on her body was half-dried and sticky, so she gently pushed Ling away and said, "No, go and help me prepare water!"

Ling stared at the embarrassment, Puyu had not slept for several days, yesterday she had a high fever, but she was awakened by a nightmare, and she was very distressed to persuade: "Miss, yesterday the imperial doctor told you to rest for a good life, and now it is still early, why don't you lie down and rest for a while?"

Puyu shook her head, she was completely sleepy now, and she couldn't sleep when she lay down.

After freshening up and having breakfast, Puyu took the paper, ink, pen and inkstone and left the South Chamber.

Puyu went straight to the lake pavilion of the blue lotus pond, the rice paper was spread on the white jade table, the five fingers held the red pen, the ink fragrance and lotus fragrance floated, the blue leaves in the pool were densely snuggled tightly, the endless green, one or two red lotus dotted periods, the morning mist added a hazy poetry.

Puyu dipped the pen, and there was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, Xiu Mei frowned slightly, did not turn his head, and commanded softly: "Ling staring, stand there, don't walk forward!"

Puyu stared at Ling, got rid of distracting thoughts, and put all her thoughts on the tip of the pen, completely unaware of what was happening around her.

After Puyu finished painting, the painting was very smooth, and he was in a good mood, so he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it, so he leaned over and put up his pen and inkstone: "Lingjian, how is the peach blossom cake doing?"

Puyu, who couldn't get an answer, was a little surprised, turned around, and stood three feet behind the emperor with his hands in his hands, wearing a bright yellow robe, wearing an imperial crown, rich and handsome, as beautiful as a crown of jade, and the momentum of nobility was natural. and when they first met, they were like two people.

Puyu knelt down unhurriedly and said respectfully: "Concubine Puyu, see the emperor."

"No courtesy."

Song Jin took a step, stood in front of the table, and commented: "The painting is good, it has both form and spirit, it is vivid, especially the movement and color are very accurate, and it is the first time I have seen such an accurate painting." ”

Puyu lowered her eyes and said slowly: "The emperor has praised it, and the emperor's exquisite painting skills are amazing." ”

When she was still learning painting with her teacher under the big banyan tree, Song Jin and the current queen He Yuying had already completed their studies, so they were her senior brothers and sisters. Although I always knew that my painting skills were good, I didn't dare to make an axe in the teacher's proud class!

"Your painting skills have long surpassed mine, you don't have to be too humble." Song Jin paused, stretched out his right index finger and pointed to a blooming lotus flower in the painting and said, "This flower is not painted correctly."

When he was famous all over the world, he may not be able to compare with her.

Puyu frowned and wondered, what's wrong? Although she had never seen the lotus flowers in this pond bloom, she had seen the lotus flowers outside the palace bloom!

Song Jin looked at Puyu with his eyes closed, looked at the painting, and then looked up at the red lotus in the pool.

"Come with me."

Puyu remained unmoved, stubbornly looking for something wrong in the painting. Make sure there's nothing wrong with that.

Song Jin turned back, cleaned up the scroll on the table, took Puyu, and said, "The lotus flower here will not bloom for another month, I will take you to a place, and you will understand where you made a mistake."

Song Jin took Puyu to the boat in the lake, and Xu Jing stood at the bow of the boat, holding the oars, and slowly rowed towards the lake.

Puyu sat in the boat and raised her head, and saw that the lotus leaves were tightly connected into an endless piece of green, and the pink flower bones were hidden in it, like a faint ink painting, and the ink painting was filled with the fragrance of lotus leaves.

The boat swayed, Puyu's eyelids became heavy, and she fell asleep groggily, sleeping in the dark, not knowing what day it was.

When Puyu woke up, the first thing she saw was Song Jin's side face staring ahead.

Song Jin looked back at her, and then pointed to the blooming water lilies in front of her: "Wake up, it's already here."

Puyu was embarrassed, only then did she remember that she was still leaning on Song Jin's shoulder, and raised her head silently: "I'm sorry, I'm asleep."

Song Jin nodded, motioning to Puyu to look at the water lily in front of her.

The two sat side by side, silent.

Puyu looked at the large expanses of jade-white water lilies in full bloom in front of her, which gradually turned into a faint pink.

"It's beautiful." Puyu was amazed at the delicate and changeable appearance of the water lilies. After a pause, he said calmly: "The emperor just said that the concubine drew the lotus flower wrong, and the concubine was a little dissatisfied?"

Song Jin raised his eyebrows: "Why are you not convinced?"

Puyu bent her delicate willow eyebrows, and smiled clearly: "The water lilies in the pond are not the same as the lotus flowers in my painting, how can there be a wrong painting?"

Song Jin laughed, he really made a bad excuse, avoided answering, and said, "It's really sharp."

is obviously gentle and tranquil like the ink-splashed landscape in the south of the Yangtze River, but he is smart and clever like a cunning little fox.

Pu Yuwan'er touched his nose and said helplessly: "Since the emperor said so about me, I want to ask what the emperor meant by bringing me here?"

As an emperor, how could Song Jin be idle enough to take a powerful concubine who only had one side to hang out and spend a day?

Song Jin folded his hands behind his head, closed his eyes, and said in a lazy voice: "Yu'er is so smart, don't you want to guess my intentions?"

Puyu belly, she is not an immortal, how can she read the consciousness of others?

Puyu was deeply downcast, and the head groaned slightly: "The emperor's thoughts, the concubines don't dare to guess."

Song Jin's eyelids were raised, and he said with interest: "You can rest assured and boldly say that I will not pursue anything."

Puyu looked up at the pool of Fang Fei and said: "The emperor is a little bored today and wants someone to accompany him, no matter who that person is, he just happened to meet me."

Song Jin said loudly: "Yu'er is really smart, she guessed sixty percent correctly."

Today is the memorial day of his mother, and the queen mother often says that he is most similar to his mother in that he is very talented in painting.

This morning, he sat in the hall and painted, feeling that he couldn't draw well, and the peach blossom picture that Puyu drew in Taoyuan that day came to mind.

He suddenly wanted to see this low-key and gentle woman with excellent painting skills, and instructed Xu Jing to check on this woman.

Xu Jing came back after a while and said that Puyu had been sick for two months and had never gone out, and was now painting by the Bilian Pond.

Song Jin immediately took Xu Jing to Bilian Pond, only to see a green coat, hair lightly pulled, holding a red pen, standing in front of the white jade table, like a hibiscus out of the water, gentle and clean.

Song Jin chuckled, obviously very healthy.

And her painting skills made him sigh even more, it turned out that this was her real level, and the peach blossom picture that he admired was nothing more than this lotus picture. What would she have done if she had seen the water lilies?

It was getting late, and there was a dark cloud floating in the east, and Xu Jing on the side reminded: "Long live Lord, it's about to rain, are you going back?"

Song Jin nodded.

Once on the shore, Puyu disembarked.

Linglong stood in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, holding an umbrella, her face a little pale.

Puyu walked up to Linglong and said calmly: "So impatient, what happened to Nanxiangyuan?" ”

Linglong hugged Puyu, and her voice was a little crying: "I just came to look for you, but I couldn't find you, I thought you were ......"

Indeed, she was negligent.

Puyu raised her right hand, patted Linglong's back gently, gentle as water, and comforted softly: "It's okay, aren't I standing in front of you now?" Silly girl. ”

Puyu took Linglong back to the South Chamber, walked away two steps, remembered something, turned back and said, "The water lilies are very beautiful, thank you to the emperor."

Song Jin got off the boat, took a step, walked up to Puyu, and said with a smile: "Is Yu'er's thanks all?"

Pu Yu smiled and said nothing, waiting for Song Jin to follow.

Song Jingui is the emperor and owns the world, and she has nothing to give him!

Song Jin said with a smile: "I specially took you over today, mainly to want to know, smart as you are, excellent painting skills like you, how you can paint water lilies." Why don't you draw one as a thank you gift? ”

Puyu is embarrassed, painting is just a gesture of painting a certain moment of things, and the water lilies are gradually changing with the passage of time, and she can't draw.

"The concubines are clumsy, and they can't draw the changeability of water lilies." Puyu turned around to take the umbrella in Linglong's hand, and handed the umbrella in his hand to Xu Jing, who was standing beside Song Jin, and smiled with a thick smile: "It's going to rain, so the concubine will take the umbrella in her hand as a thank you gift."

Since he was unwilling, Song Jin was not reluctant, and told Xu Jing to take the umbrella.

Xu Jing looked at the woman in front of him, still smiling with bent eyebrows when he first saw him, smiling clearly and cleanly, and the ink hair in Tsing Yi was like a lotus flower in the pool, out of the mud without staining, pure and graceful.

Puyu bowed to Song Jin: "The concubine retires."

When Puyu walked away, Xu Jing cautiously reminded: "It's not too early for the emperor, and Lord He is still waiting in the Yihe Palace." ”

Song Jin nodded: "It's time for us to go back and see him."

Suddenly, the rain poured down.

Xu Jing opened the umbrella, Song Jin hid in the umbrella, and hurried forward.

Xu Jing wanted to remind Song Jin that he had taken the wrong road and would go south towards this road.

Suddenly, I remembered today's gentle woman and Song Jin's series of abnormal actions. Xu Jing suddenly realized.