Chapter Seventy-Three: Portrait

Pingjing, the name of Shangyin Imperial City, was originally given by Su Yu, so it has not been used much since his death.

Because the rain in the evening gradually became a torrential trend, Shen Luo called dinner to the Chaolu Hall and hastily used a few mouthfuls.

The sound of rain outside the hall is like thunder, splashing on the bluestone slab in the yard, and occasionally mixed with the sound of leaves Xiao Xiao, staring at the rain outside the hall, a pool of eyes as quiet as stagnant water.

"Princess, such a heavy rain, the prince ......"

Shen Luo beckoned, motioned for Fran to sit down, stop standing, and said after she sat down, "I'll be back." ”

Just after getting on the stool, and before it was hot, Fran stood up again, showing a frightened expression, and glanced at Shen Luo with a little complaint.

Shen Luo had already cast his eyes outside the hall again, listening to the majestic rain voice and said, "Are you afraid of him?" ”

Fran straightened the hem of her skirt and pouted silently, because she didn't know what Shen Luo was looking at, so she also tilted her head to look outside, and it happened that a gust of wind swept into the inner sanctum, and she was stunned and fell on Fran's face, and she was so cold that she was excited.

"It's summer, and when it rains and the night falls, the wind is still so cold......"

Fran muttered as she stepped forward to close the temple door. The wind was still pouring in, blowing Fran's hair into the air, dancing messily, she subconsciously turned her head to dodge, and then heard Shen Luo's voice telling her not to close the door.

"Princess, aren't you cold?"

Saying that, Fran had no choice but to retreat to her place, and carefully looked at Shen Luo's eyes, obviously she was blown by the wind, but her whole person was as calm and calm as a noble person who appreciated flowers in fine weather, and her whole body was full of calm aura.

Shen Luo shook his head after a long time to show that he was not cold, and then said, "Is Hua Yi still standing under the corridor?" ”

Fran nodded, "Yes." I just saw that it was raining heavily, so I asked her to go back to the side hall to hide, but she ignored me, and I didn't want to let her enter the temple without permission. ”

"Then you can go again, and let her come in and keep watch."

Fran was not very happy, there was no movement, Shen Luo glanced at her, although she was unwilling, but she knew that Shen Luo would be unhappy if she didn't go again, so she had to go out.

Although Hua Yi is the person who Su Zhi arranged to protect Shen Luo, she is not a confidant in the end, she is afraid that staying by her side is not only protection, but also the meaning of surveillance, and Shen Luo does not care, and always allows her to follow from afar.

When Fran came in to the hall again, Shen Luo was no longer in a daze, and a piece of rice paper appeared on the table out of nowhere, tightly rolled up, and carefully tied with cotton silk soft rope.

Her eyes fell on the roll of paper and looked at it, and Fran didn't forget to say back to Shen Luo: "She still refuses to come, only saying that she will retreat when the prince returns." ”

The rain was still raging, Fran stood at the door of the temple, patted the raindrops splashing on her body, and shook her body to screen the cold, and then entered the door, and saw that Shen Luo's attention was no longer in the rain outside the temple, so she wanted to close the temple door tightly.

"Don't turn it off."

Fran glanced at Shen Luo, but before she had time to speak, she heard Shen Luo say again: "You go and get my makeup satin silk for Hua Yi." ”

Fran froze in place for a moment, thinking that she had misheard, and asked again after a while, "Give it to her?" Huayi? ”

Shen Luo turned his head and frowned at Fran: "Naturally, it's not a gift, it's just a temporary loan." ”

“… You didn't even borrow me through ......"

Shen Luo smiled helplessly: "You girl has no conscience, I didn't borrow you, but didn't I order someone to buy a piece of Yuehua brocade to make clothes for you before dinner?" ”

Fran snorted lightly, her face was a little better, but she still pretended to be unsatisfactory: "Why can't I if she can wear you?" ”

There were two silver bell-like chuckles in the hall, and after laughing, Shen Luo nodded hurriedly: "Okay, good, I borrowed you, I borrowed you, and you were not satisfied with the gift, so you wanted to borrow it from me." ”

Shen Luo has always been accustomed to Fran, but at this moment, Fran listened to Shen Luo's words, but she was indeed happy, as if she felt that she had won some game, she entered the inner hall with a proud face, and obediently went to get the makeup satin silk daze.

After dinner, Shen Luo had already finished bathing, and she couldn't sleep at the moment to kill time, and when she saw that Fran's hand was empty, she asked Fran to bathe first, and when Su Zhi came back, she could rest.

Only then did Fran react, Shen Luo refused to close the door, it turned out that he was waiting for Su Zhi to come back.

Pursing her lips and snickering, Fran suddenly remembered that the two had already torn their faces and slept separately, how could Shen Luo wait for Su Zhi to come back?

"Princess......

Shen Luo glanced at Fulan, knowing what she wanted to ask, picked up the roll of paper on the table, twisted the cotton silk soft rope rolled on the rice paper and said: "Su Zhi has not received a letter from the palace for a day, I am afraid that there is something important, I will ask him when he comes back." ”

Fran only listened to Shen Luo's words casually, his eyes were already attracted by the rolling paper in Shen Luo's hand, and he just wanted to ask what it was, but there were already footsteps outside the hall.

Although the sound of the rain was violent, the sound of Su Zhi's black-faced hard-soled boots walking on the ground was very clear. Shen Luo and Fu Lan looked towards the outside of the hall together, and sure enough, Su Zhi appeared outside the hall when he was standing.

"The lady is waiting for me?"

Su Zhi took the umbrella, smiled and said to Shen Luo, his eyes inadvertently slid over the table, and he saw Shen Luo holding his things in his hand on the table.

Fran saw that Shen Luo's face was not very good, for fear of being overshadowed by the eyes of the two again, so she hurriedly bowed and retreated.

The wind was still tight, Su Zhi stood at the tuyere and handed the umbrella to Fran who went out, then flicked the rain on his body, walked in leisurely, and looked at Shen Luo's hand.

"What are you doing with my things?"

Shen Luo snorted, raised the roll paper in his hand and shook it, "This is obviously mine." ”

"But if you throw it away, I picked it up, and it's mine."

The reason is naturally that Su Zhi is reasonable, and Su Zhi has already walked to Shen Luo's side while speaking, and at the moment when she shook her head, she suddenly reached out and snatched the roll of paper that Shen Luo was holding loosely into her hand.

When the thing was in hand, Su Zhi sat down, and at the same time, Shen Luo had already stood up with his eyes open, only to see Su Zhi sitting indifferently, and had to sit down again.

"Why did the lady draw me?"

Su Zhi took the rolling paper in his hand and rubbed it cherishedly, his eyes were full of tenderness for a moment, and in addition to tenderness, there was also a bit of unclear sadness in his eyes.

That roll of paper is the portrait of Su Zhi painted by Shen Luo not long ago. It's just that the painting is like a ghost painting, it is really not a treasure, and you can only barely see the outline of Su Zhi's eyebrows, but it was carefully stored in the study by Su Zhi.

If it weren't for the chance to see it when he went to find the "Autumn Leaves Wind Map", Shen Luoyuan also thought it was some kind of confidential drawing, and wanted to peek at it or two, but when he opened it, it was the drawing paper that he threw down casually.

"Why did the lady draw me?"

didn't hear Shen Luo's answer, so Su Zhi asked again.

"Who else would you draw?" Shen Luoli is not straightforward and strong, "Except for Fran, you who have seen the most every day is you, so naturally you can only draw the most familiar practitioners." ”

"But... Aren't you most familiar with Fran? ”

The smile in Su Zhi's eyes deepened.