Huamei didn't know why the emperor would ask about this, and she couldn't figure it out, "Your Majesty, Niangniang only said something to let the concubines take good care of you." ”

Naturally, he can't tell other secrets, he hasn't figured out the emperor's personality yet, and he doesn't know what kind of woman he likes, but the women that most men like are smart, assertive, and look at their eyes.

"Oh? What is the care method? Tell me about it. ”

The corners of his mouth revealed an evil smile, and against the background of the candle flame, it was even more charming.

Huamei couldn't help but be stunned, he is the emperor, he can judge your life and death in one sentence, can make you extremely poor, and at the same time can make you prosperous and rich, everything is in his thoughts.

Such a person, who doesn't want to get, even if it's just a short period of warmth, she is willing, not only his status is fascinating, but with his current appearance, there will be many women flocking to him.

"Niangniang just said that the emperor is more tired, let the concubines serve well." Don blushed.

He asked hoarsely, "Is that all?"

Hua Meiren nodded, she thought to herself, the emperor has been talking, and she has not seen half of the action, Niangniang really understands people, it seems that she still needs to take the initiative.

Huamei showed her white and tender shoulders, hoping to get the emperor's attention, and said coquettishly: "Your Majesty, it's already late at night, and the concubines are here to serve you."

Mo Yu's white muscles burst out, knowing that this was the result, why did he see women now, he couldn't raise the slightest interest, he could only fiddle with his demeanor, and he didn't have any interesting soul at all.

"Huameiren, do you know how to draw?"

"The concubine knows a little, but she is not very proficient."

"I can paint, such a beautiful day, I want to paint a picture for you."

As soon as the gorgeous beauty heard that he wanted to paint for himself, and it was written by the emperor himself, he was naturally willing, and many people couldn't ask for it, and when the time came, he could show off to other beauties.

This is great news.

"Then thank the emperor."

……

"A little to the left!"

"Raise your hands a little higher!"

"Be sure to smile, the most beautiful smile!"

"Also, don't move, it will affect my methods!"

Huamei held a fan in her hand, but the position of this fan gave her a headache, usually on her lap, or under her chin, but the emperor wanted to put it on the top of her head, she was puzzled, is this really good-looking?

Perhaps, the emperor's style is different from other people, and this painting must be excellent.

Mo Yubai seemed to be in a good mood, flying on the paper, glancing at the gorgeous beauty from time to time.

The time of the three teas passed, and the gorgeous people couldn't support it a little, their hands were numb, their legs were numb, and they wanted to move, but they were afraid of ruining the emperor's nature.

I can only endure it, not moving, but also smiling, and I can't be idle for a moment.

"Huamei, don't laugh so stiffly, otherwise the painting will not work well, you must laugh from the heart."

He also had a trace of joy in his heart, as if he was so tormented that he was happy.

I still remember him painting with the ink, she sat motionless on the stool, for the sake of her precious ink, the ink said whatever it was, and I had never seen her so obedient.

In fact, at that time, he had a hint of vinegar, and she knew how to do it with herself, but she took good care of the ink, tolerated him in everything, and made him new clothes and shoes.

As the emperor, the clothes and shoes are specially made, but somehow, I just want her to make clothes for herself, whether it is ugly or beautiful, big or small, it doesn't matter.

The most important thing is to be able to give it to herself, but unfortunately, there is no one in her eyes, but not herself.

Hua Meiren felt that her body was not her own, she was extremely stiff and couldn't move, she bit her lip, and if she went on like this, she still served the emperor like this.

She plucked up her courage and said, "Your Majesty, is the painting finished?"

Mo Yubai flashed with displeasure, "Huameiren, when I paint, I don't want to see you act in a disorderly manner, and I don't want what you say to disturb my train of thought. ”

Hua Meiren was aggrieved in her heart, her whole body was numb, and the emperor didn't let her move, and she seemed to be a little angry.

She could only hypnotize herself, "Later, you can walk sideways and endure it for a while." ”

Huamei holds a fan in one hand and an orchid finger in the other, asymmetrical left and right, a little awkward, with a straight waist, eyes looking straight ahead, and a smile on her face, not showing her teeth, and a smile from the heart.

An hour has passed, Huamei feels like she is going to faint, she has been patient, if she falls like this, the emperor will definitely look down on herself, and if she can't even do this, the emperor will definitely not summon her in the future.

For the sake of glory and wealth, for a good future, in order to be able to show off in front of others, you must be patient, and you can get a painting from the emperor himself, which is a gift from the emperor.

She already had a scene in her mind, a group of beauties surrounding her, all with envious looks.

"Huameiren, what a blessing!"

"Gorgeous and beautiful, no wonder she can get the emperor's favor, and the sisters are very envious."

"Gorgeous, clever and clever, among our many sisters, you are outstanding."

"Huameiren, you are so beautiful, I envy you so much!"

In her mind, all the words of praise echoed, and she laughed unconsciously.

Mo Yubai glanced at her, "Huamei, don't laugh too presumptuously, it will affect your beauty." ”

Huamei was regained by this voice, and immediately stopped moving, and regained her smile.

After another moment, Mo Yubai got up, "It's already drawn." ”

"Huameiren, you can come and admire it."

Huamei wanted to go over and take a look, but she couldn't move, and her whole body hurt when she moved, so she slowly took her hand down, but this cocked orchid finger couldn't be done for a while.

Mo Yubai frowned displeasedly, "Huameiren, why are you sitting still, aren't you interested in my paintings?" ”

Hua Meiren showed an embarrassed smile and looked at him pitifully, "Your Majesty, the concubine's legs are numb and she can't move." ”

"Oh? It seems that there is no blessing to appreciate, so I will put it away. ”

Huamei was anxious, "Your Majesty, didn't you say that it was given to the concubine?" ”

"But you don't come to see it, I don't know if you like it or not, so after thinking about it, let's put it away."

Huamei hurriedly waved her hand, for fear that the painting would fly, and struggled to get up, "The concubine will go over and see, this will pass." ”

As soon as she took a step, she fell to the ground, her heart was cold, her whole body was numb, she was unconscious, she couldn't walk, she hated her own incompetence.

That painting was her bragging rights, and she had to get it anyway.

Her body needed some time to recover, she endured the discomfort and stood up, took another step, but still fell to the ground, "Ah! ”

This time, but her face was on the ground, and her body was unconscious, which didn't mean that her face was unconscious, she felt a hot pain, and she was shocked, it wouldn't be broken.

"Your Majesty, the concubine's face hurts, is it broken?" The voice is delicate, and I cry as I speak.

Mo Yubai has never had a good impression of a crying woman, so weak and can't help it, just can't withstand the blow, for a painting, is it worth it?

If it were that woman, she would definitely be dismissive and wouldn't give it if she didn't give it, it wouldn't be like this.

Unconsciously thinking of her again, he closed his eyes irritably, "Huameiren, it seems that you don't want it anymore." ”

"It's okay, my painting is not good, and I can't get the appreciation of a caring person, so I just throw it away."

Huamei didn't care about the pain on her face, she needed that painting, and it proved that she was right tonight.

"Your Majesty, the concubines like it very much, as long as it is painted by the emperor, the concubines all like it, and the concubines will get up."

Her body had regained some sense, and she stood up again, slowly, slowly, and walked in front of him.

"Your Majesty!" At this time, her face was hot and painful, and she didn't dare to touch it.

"Here you go!" Threw the painting to her.

Huamei was so happy that she opened the painting and looked at it, almost bursting into flames, who is this painting?

The eyes are small and the nose is big, the mouth is bloody and the mouth is still red, as if it is about to eat people, and even the posture is distorted, like a gorilla, juggling.

Mo Yubai stared at her with a pair of eyes, "How is my drawing?" ”

The disgust that flashed in her eyes, the gorgeous people did not see it.

"The emperor's painting is really good, lifelike, too realistic."

In front of the emperor, even if it is not good, he must violate his conscience and say that he looks good. It's just like this, how to get out, didn't the other sisters laugh off their big teeth?

Even if you take it out, it's yourself who is ashamed, and if you paint it so ugly, you will definitely be ridiculed by them, and you will reap a big fruit, but it turns out to be the opposite.

Sadness and anger come flooding up, but what can be done? I picked it myself, and I did it willingly.

"Really? I've always felt that my paintings are not good, but I didn't expect that today's gorgeous people appreciate my paintings very much, and I am very happy. ”

Huameiren immediately changed her face, with a smile on her face, the emperor can say this, it means that the few words of praise just now won his heart, sure enough, the dragon scales are irreversible, just follow it.

"The emperor's paintings are incomparable, and the concubines appreciate them very much."

"Then I'll give it to you, but you have to keep it safe."

"Concubines remember."

Mo Yubai took out another book and read it, with a serious face, as if there was no one else at all, as if there was no one else around.

The smile of the gorgeous woman who was hanging on the side froze on her face, she was very happy what she said just now, why did she look at the book again, she was unwilling.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, isn't it time to rest?"

Mo Yu's white eyelids didn't lift, and he didn't raise his head, he looked very serious, "It's natural to rest when it's late at night." ”

The gorgeous people were overjoyed, "Then the concubine will serve the emperor!" ”

"But I'm not sleepy, Huamei, but can I play the piano?"

Huamei froze and was displeased, but he didn't dare to show it, because he was the emperor and could control his fate, and what he did was understandable.

"Concubines will have some." Only if you are versatile can you be favored by the emperor.

"Okay, I want to listen to the tune, you can play it!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Tianyu Pavilion has everything, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, no less, when you get free, these are the fun that can fill the gap in life, and it is also a kind of life attitude.

Hua Meiren tried the sound of the piano and smiled slightly, because she came to bed, her clothes were very thin, only a layer of veil, the wide sleeves dragged on the piano, and a pair of jade hands fiddled with the strings.

The ten fingers plucked quickly on the strings, like a waterfall flowing straight down, impatient, sometimes tactful, melodious, like a oriole singing.

Mo Yubai closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the piano quietly, knocking on the armrest as if he was knocking on it, and the sound was quickly muffled by the sound of the piano.

The song played by Huamei is about a love affair, at the beginning of the vigorous love, despite the opposition, move forward bravely, and later, the days have been long, due to various misunderstandings, the two parted ways.

But each of them misses each other in their hearts, and the woman washes her face with tears every day, regretting it, and only hopes that one day, he will return.

The reason why Huamei chose this piece is because it is about lovesickness, which can be played to the emperor to express his lovesickness.

I hope that the emperor can understand his heart, so that he can have himself in his heart, and always remember in the future that no matter what he wears, he will think of himself.

Mo Yubai listened to the sound of the piano, and the past with her came to mind, scene by scene, her laughter, her crying, all of which appeared in his mind one by one, making him worry.

From the disdain at the beginning, to the reluctance to give up now, is she too deep, or she is too ruthless, with the impassioned sound of the piano, I thought of the small plot with her, it is so clear and memorable.

With the sound of the piano, he remembered that she had no heart and lungs, and she didn't have herself in her heart, so he was in pain.