Emperor Qianyuan put his hands behind his back, slowly and methodically passed, and glanced at the unfinished scroll.

"Aren't you happy if you don't draw it? How can he be like a child? ”

Zheng Ruo was pulled up and pressed on the seat after half of the salute, she pouted and complained:

"On weekdays, the sisters in the palace get together to drink tea and eat snacks, which is the most lively, but they want to calm down and paint well, but they can't be quiet when they are there.

I was thinking that there are always flowers blooming in summer, although they are not as full of flowers as spring, but there are also delicate flowers to paint.

I thought that there were too many sisters in the Imperial Garden, but I didn't think that there were still many people in other places. ”

"Speaking of which, it's still up to you." Emperor Qianyuan scratched her Qiong's nose with his hand and teased.

Zheng Ruoyi puffed out her cheeks, her apricot eyes were round, and her small appearance of puffing up and daring to be angry and dare not speak amused Emperor Qianyuan.

"Wasn't it nice for me to come and watch you paint before? Why can't she do it? ”

The little annoyance on his face suddenly disappeared, Zheng Ruoyi's eyes were bright, she looked at him with shame and disgust, and gently tugged at the hem of her skirt with her fingers.

"It's different, Your Majesty is by your side, and the concubine is happy when she looks at you, and she has inspiration at once."

Emperor Qianyuan raised his eyebrows, "So you don't like those concubines?" ”

Zheng Ruoyi opened her mouth slightly, her expression was entangled, she was not in a hurry to ask for guilt, nor did she look panicked, she wrung her delicate eyebrows, looked like she was thinking seriously, and then said solemnly:

"Some of the concubines don't like it, and the concubines will avoid them.

I like the sisters who are so beautiful, wearing beautiful dresses, and speaking kindly.

If it weren't for the fear of being abrupt, the concubine would still want to draw them too, the concubine loves beautiful flowers and beauties the most, and the beautiful one likes it the most. ”

Looking at the beautiful woman dancing with her eyebrows, "Have you ever painted yourself?" Emperor Qianyuan asked.

I saw Zheng Guiren puff up his chest and said proudly: "Naturally, I have painted, the concubine is also a beauty, I love myself very much~~"

After speaking, his cheeks were flushed, white and pink, and his eyes were still shining, revealing a sense of righteousness.

Emperor Qianyuan was happy and pinched her cheeks with some baby fat, "It's not ashamed." ”

"Not really! It's the truth! ”

The two of them were tired of the study for a while, and before leaving the study, Emperor Qianyuan also left the Qingyin Pavilion.

Then at night, it was Zheng Guiren of Qingyin Pavilion who was turned over.

How many palaces smashed tea cups and tore embroidered handkerchiefs.

This time, I took the car to Chenglu Palace, but I didn't have to wait, Emperor Qianyuan was already there.

The two pretty palace maids beat their legs and rubbed their shoulders, and the half-lying young man in civilian clothes looked lazy, but he retreated from the heavy majesty and looked graceful.

Seeing his concubine asking for peace, Emperor Qianyuan got up, and the palace maid lowered her eyebrows and retreated.

Without waiting for Zheng Ruoyi to speak, Emperor Qianyuan took her hand and took her to the apse.

The bright moon hangs high, the stars are dotted in the dark night sky, and the bright moonlight gently swayes, covering the land shrouded in night with a layer of silver veil.

I saw that the apse jungle was lush and green, and the flowers were full of flowers, and all kinds of precious flowers were either blooming gently, or blooming brightly, just like all kinds of beauties competing with each other.

Some of the flowers are not in this month, and under the cultivation of skilled gardeners, they also open earlier or later.

A few white hibiscus, under the hazy and white silver glow, resemble peony flowers, white and flawless, pure and elegant, as if full of fairy energy.

A large area of hollyhocks, spitting red dew powder, blooming like a brocade of flowers, gives the silent apse a gorgeous vitality.

"Your Majesty......"

Zheng Ruoyi gently twisted the white gauze skirt with her fingers, trotted forward, and the white light gauze blew in the cool breeze, fluttering through the flowers.

She turned her head and smiled like a flower, and she was the most vivid and delicate one of them in bloom.

She looked at the young man opposite who was wearing a white gold silk brocade robe, with a dignified appearance, looking handsome and elegant, and her eyes were stunned.

"Didn't you say that what you wanted to paint most was beauty and flowers? Beauty, you also said that you paint a lot of your own paintings, this is spent here, do you have the idea of painting? ”

Zheng Ruoyi stepped on the silver light on the ground, and walked towards Emperor Qianyuan step by step, but when he approached him, he shook his head slightly.

Emperor Qianyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and then saw her bow her head slightly, and her voice was delicate like a murmur.

"I don't want to paint flowers at this time, Your Majesty also said that the concubine is a beauty, and the beauty is like a flower, and she can pick it."

Emperor Qianyuan was really stunned, and then laughed loudly, that is, he was happy.

The beauty looked up at him with disgust, her cheeks flushed, and she hung her head.

The most is the gentleness of this bowed head, just like the shyness of a jasmine flower.

Emperor Qianyuan stood in place, smiling all over his face, and the thick fragrance of jasmine wafted not far away.

Jasmine is pure white as snow, exquisitely clear, exuding fragrance, fresh and elegant, and the people in front of you are like jasmine, but more coquettish.

And the original elegant and simple person is dyed with charm, which is his masterpiece.

Emperor Qianyuan bowed his head, and his eyes were satisfied and gently hugged the beauty.

Under the moon before the flower, the beauty is like a flower like the moon, and the cool man's eyes are warm, and at this time, he can't help but have a warm heart.

The next day, Zheng Guiren was promoted to the fourth concubine and was very favored.

For a while, Qingyin Pavilion came and went intensively.

The weather is getting hotter, and the cool early summer has passed, and the sun is scorching, and the palace is getting hotter and hotter every day.

In the early morning, the sun rises in the east, and until night, when the sun sets, a large area of burning clouds stains the wall tiles on the eaves of the palace red, and it is dazzling.

The rare Imperial Garden and other places are also deserted, and it is so hot that His Majesty the Emperor will probably not go.

The concubines and concubines have their own tribute ice in the palace, but the life of those low-ranking little masters is difficult, and they shrink in the small side hall as if they are in a steamer.

Qingyin Pavilion is completely Zheng Ruoyi's territory, and the surrounding peach forest rockery streams are also cooler.

She was being favored, and the Ice Offering from the Qingyin Pavilion was beyond her position.

After all, sometimes the emperor comes on a whim, and he can't let the emperor be hot, although he will bring his own.

"Little master, don't lie down, get up quickly, take a look at the milk you want, the slave and maid have found it for you."

Qinglan wiped the sweat from her forehead, and hurriedly entered the house, and a cool breath came to her face.

I saw that on the Luohan bed covered with a cool cushion, the little master of his family was wearing a light gauze robe, lying crookedly on the couch, his hair was coiled up, and his swan neck was elegant and fair.

Although it is lazy here, it is not out of line, but the pair of jade feet are completely exposed.

Zheng Luoyi raised his eyes lazily, and rolled his eyes, "What melons and fruits are there today?" ”

"Melons, fragrant pears, bananas, slaves and maids have seen it, there are still a lot of left, and they are all fresh and fresh."

Looking at the little lord who had no intention of getting up, Qinglan's voice was flat, but it seemed to reveal a temptation.

Zheng Ruoyi swallowed her saliva, licked her pink tongue and passed her lips, and got up with a grunt.

Bishui, who was fanning the wind in the ice basin on the side, was no longer sleepy, put down the fan and ran to Qinglan and snatched the food box in her hand.

As he ran out, he shouted:

"The slave carefully removed the milk that Qinglan wanted, and then did what the little master did before, and the little master waited a little."

"Bishui is still so frizzy."

Qinglan turned her head to look at the swaying curtain at the door of the house, and she could faintly hear footsteps, and she frowned and said.

She saw that the little master had already cheered up when she sat up, and stepped forward to put on soft shoes for Zheng Ruoyi.

Zheng Ruoyi avoided Qinglan's hand and twisted her waist, "I'll go by myself, and I don't have seventy or eighty people, so I still need your help in a few steps." ”

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