Chapter Seventy-One: Madness

Guan Zhuofan pushed open the door, Cixi walked in, raised her head, and said "huh" softly, her voice was full of surprise.

On the opposite wall, there is a huge Western painting, in which a beautiful woman is dressed in a phoenix crown, but who is not herself?

On the wall of the sleeping room of the Guangang Palace in Tianjin, there is also a "royal statue" wearing a phoenix crown and military uniform, but in that painting, he stands with a sword, and this one is sitting on a high-backed brocade chair.

It's just that the painter seems to be standing on his side, and the self in the painting is not facing the viewer. Directly in front of me, there is a bright light - I don't know if the morning glow or the sunset? Entering from outside the painting, it is reflected on the face, outlining extremely bright and soft facial lines, scorching its brilliance and shining like a god.

Artist? No, no artist has ever painted himself?

Well, it's-

Cixi remembered that in the batch of photos taken in the Guangang Palace, there were military uniforms sitting upright, and there were positive and sideways, no wonder, this high-backed brocade chair looked a little familiar.

She remembered that the statue was photographed in front of a row of marble pillars under the eaves of the palace, but behind the person in the painting, it was not a stone pillar, but a long sky, flying and walking. The phoenix crown is dressed in a beautiful jade, and there is a wonderful contrast between each other; The wide and deep background and the bright and beautiful soldiers once again form a strange contrast. Cixi's heartstrings moved slightly, as if she heard the sound of empty valley feet, βˆ‘β‰§, but where did this mysterious footsteps come from and where is it going, but it is unpredictable, let alone indescribable, and she can't help but have dry eyes and mouth.

Our Lady of the Queen Mother is doing the "joy and admiration" of Buddhism, and her left hand is hot. It was gently grasped by a man's hand. Warm. Forceful.

The man's movements were extremely natural, as if they were still in the palace in Guangang in Tianjin until yesterday - no, until now.

Cixi shuddered, but did not withdraw her hand.

Guan Zhuofan smiled and said: "There is another painting here, please take a look at it for the Queen Mother." ”

The two of them held hands and turned around, and sure enough. On the wall of the door, opposite the seated statue in military costume, there is also a "royal statue".

The Queen Mother in the painting is also sitting: wearing a royal blue satin "Hundred Butterfly Robe", covered with mink fur "big hair" shoulders, draped in a dole velvet cloak, holding a white jade grass bamboo dragon amphora in her hand, Hao wrist lightly raised, about to send to his mouth. However, the gaze of the beauty in the painting. But it was on a colorful blue and white vase from a Kangxi kiln in front of him, inside the bottle. A large cluster of early-blooming red plums is in full bloom.

The cherry lips of the person in the painting are slightly opened, and the smile is low, compared with the two portraits of one person standing and sitting, but there is much more "interest in life".

This time, Cixi immediately remembered that this "picture of enjoying flowers and tasting tea" was taken in the bronze glass pavilion in the garden of the Guangang Palace. She still remembers that the white jade grass bamboo dragon amphora in her hand has a complicated shape, and she can't use it when she drinks tea on weekdays, but the photographer said that it looks good when she takes pictures, and Guan Zhuofan also agreed, so she replaced the yellow porcelain bowl with a white jade amphora, in modern terms, it is purely "posing".

Cixi had never seen herself in such an image: her long eyelashes seemed to be trembling slightly, and her slightly drooping eyelids could not hide the graceful flowing waves. The corners of his mouth contain spring, and he is full of clouds, uh, I don't know, is his face red by the red plum in front of him, or if he has a thought?

Is this, this, myself at the time, really like this? ……

Guan Zhuofan lowered his head, kissed lightly on the fair and tender cheeks of the Queen Mother, and whispered in his ear: "People are more delicate than flowers, charming all beings!" ”

Cixi's mind was gently "buzzing", and her body immediately became hot.

Her attention could no longer be put on the painting, she was in a slight trance, sobered up, and began to pay attention to the furnishings in the observation roomβ€”a subconscious shift in focus to suppress the heat and restlessness in her body.

Well, inside the house, it is also ...... "combination of Chinese and Western".

The "chaise longue" and "sofa chair" are Western-style, and the frames of the large bed, dresser, round pestle and dressing mirror are all carved with red sandalwood. However, even the red sandalwood furniture has a "combination of Chinese and Western", such as the big bed: the back of the bed is extremely high, the lower half is smooth, and you can lean on; The upper part is carved with extremely complicated patterns, and it looks roughly, about the genus of pine, bamboo, plum orchid, and longevity. This style pattern is quite similar to the big bed in the bedroom of the Guangang Palace.

As for the bed, under the brocade silk quilt, it is naturally an extremely thick and elastic Western-style mattress.

On the side facing the lake, it seems to be downstairs, with a long window of floor-to-ceiling, but the pattern of the window lattice is more concise and sophisticated, so it is more bright and transparent.

Cixi narrowed her eyes slightly, with a look of intoxication on her face, and said, "This is good! Stay in bed and you can see the lake. ”

The speaker has no intention, the listener has a heart, Guan Zhuofan smiled and said, "What the Queen Mother said is true!" The water-colored skylight, the white clouds and the breeze are all in your arms! ”

After that, let go of the royal sister's hand, walked over, one by one, and pushed open all the floor-to-ceiling windows, and suddenly, the room was full of spring breeze, which made people feel open-minded and drunk.

Then, Guan Zhuofan walked back and gently hugged Cixi.

Cixi muttered in a low voice, she really felt a little drunk, and muttered, "You...... What are you doing? ”

"The minister accompanied the Queen Mother to bed and watched the lake."

With a "brush", Cixi's face turned red to the root of her ears, and she struggled involuntarily - of course, she couldn't earn it.

"You...... You left the doors and windows open......"

"Yesβ€”no, why 'the water-colored skylight, the white clouds and the breeze'?"

The man's hand began to unbutton the woman's clothes.

The woman subconsciously refused: "It's daylight, you ...... Aren't you crazy......"

A woman's hand is weak.

"Afraid of what? It's just a blue sea ahead! Besides, here's ...... It's the Queen Mother's own garden! ”

The blue waves are vast...... The Queen Mother's own garden......

The woman finally gave up the struggle, and the words in her mouth were like whispering in a dream: "I...... I'm crazy too......"

……

The wind is surging, the sky is in a trance, and the water is misty.

……

The wheezing gradually stopped, but Cixi's eyes still couldn't open, and she still felt that her body was still floating lightly in the clouds.

The breeze blew, and the woman shivered slightly, and the keto body, which was as smooth as jade, raised a layer of extremely fine micro-chestnuts.

Cixi finally opened her eyes, and the first thing that caught her eye was the curtain that was stirred by the wind, and the line of sight extended outward, "it was a vast blue wave".

Cixi closed her eyes, well, I came down from the clouds and floated on the water.

Another gust of wind blew into the house from the surface of the mighty lake, and the woman leaned into the man's arms and whispered, "Cold." ”

The brocade silk was pulled over and covered the bodies of the two **s**.

*(To be continued......)