Luoyang Imperial Capital, Huangfu Mansion.

If the courtyard is like a city, there are countless people who come and go to see them, civil and military officials, wealthy families, all have a look forward to seeing the great painter, and there are even many people who bring their daughters, just to let the great painter take a look, if it is in the picture, you can get started as a wife...

It's okay to be a concubine!

In such a lively scene, the gate of the Huangfu Mansion is tightly closed, and everyone seems to be sticking a cold ass on their hot faces, but if they can stick this cold ass on a little hotter, they will be worth the trip!

With a squeak, the door opened...

A young man who looked like a small guy showed his head, glanced at everyone a little shyly, and under everyone's eager gaze, he slowly walked out and bowed to everyone: "Childe asked me to tell you that Childe's injury has not healed, he can't see guests, and he is still recuperating, I hope you will go back soon!" ”

There was a loud bang, and the little guy immediately entered the door after speaking, for fear that he would be late to enter, and he didn't want to stay outside the door for a moment, and the door was closed tightly.

Inside the door, Ning Er looked at the little guy in front of him with an angry expression, obviously a little frightened, and said, "Do you see it clearly?" ”

The little guy hid far away, leaned against the wall, and said with some fear: "I see clearly..."

"How many are there?" Ning Er raised her eyebrows and spoke like a tigress.

The little servant immediately spoke, for fear of being sluggish, and said: "There are a total of twelve women who ask for marriage, but these women are all sitting in the sedan chair, and I can only judge according to the sedan chair..."

"Good! You go down..."Ning Er continued to stay in front of the door, looking at the little guy who was hiding from himself as if a mouse had seen a cat, and snorted coldly: "I don't believe it, with me staying here, who dares to send a girl to the Huangfu Mansion!" ”

"Why don't you open the door and accept the people who come to visit, it is a favorable time for all the magnates of the entire Han Dynasty, and it is a favorable opportunity to establish your status as a great painter!" Hua Tuo looked at Huangfu Changming with doubts, he really didn't know what this young man was thinking about day by day.

Huangfu Changming looked at Ning Er blocking the door with a smile through the window, showed affection, shook his head and said, "Doctor Hua, do you know why!" ”

"I know why?" Hua Tuo looked at him in real surprise this time, Huangfu Changming retracted his gaze, the color of love on his face dissipated, and he said helplessly: "For a person who can't survive the winter, power, and even money, seem insignificant. ”

Hua Tuo sighed under his groan, and he also said helplessly: "Your body is really weird, there is a magical power sealed in your body, if you release that magical power, I think there is still a glimmer of life!" ”

Huangfu Changming shook his head and said with a deep sense of helplessness: "If that magical power is released, I will definitely die!" ”

"Why?" Hua Tuo frowned, medically, this was the only way he could think of to save Huangfu Changming.

Huangfu Changming shook his head and said, "Because that magical power is the power of death!" ”

"Are you worried about your soul being unstable, or are your memories dissipating?" Hua Tuo's face was a little difficult to look at, he clearly knew that Huangfu Changming's brain was very abnormal, his soul and body were not as if they were not a whole, he had never encountered such a strange disease.

"I'm afraid that my memory will dissipate..."Huangfu Changming finally said what he thought in his heart, he looked at the courtyard in the distance and said: "Sometimes death is not terrible, what is terrible is to forget the most beautiful things..."

Luoyang Imperial Palace, West Garden.

Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty and all the beautiful women were playing in the hot springs, and Zhang Rang picked up a volume of war reports: "Yangcheng has been broken, and General Huangfu can return to the palace tomorrow!" ”

Emperor Han Ling's expression moved, the color of laughter disappeared, he got up naked, came to Zhang Rang's side, picked up a white towel and wiped the water on his body, he looked at the dozen or so battle reports in front of him, and said with admiration in his eyes: "In less than three months, the Yellow Turban traitors have been wiped out!" ”

"I really admire this father and son!" Emperor Han Ling's eyes showed appreciation, and then he patted Zhang Rang's shoulder and said: "Zhang Changshi, prepare immediately, tomorrow the banquet will set up a hundred officials, hold a celebration banquet for the emperor and general, and the widow wants to announce a big event!" ”