Yulian heard Xuanyuan Xuanling say this, so she carefully checked it, because he was reading with Erlang's legs crossed, of course, he was in a bent posture, isn't this a natural drawing?

"Your Majesty, General Lu is here." As soon as Yulian wanted to discern the theory, the voice of Gonggong Liu came from the door.

As soon as Xuanyuan Xuanling heard this, he got up and strode out, pointing to Yulian's desk as he walked, motioning for her to sit back and draw again.

Yulian sighed helplessly and sat back, but she just couldn't calm down and paint.

Half an hour has passed, and Xuanyuan Xuanling has not returned; More than an hour passed, and he still did not return; Yulian was very sleepy, lying on the desk, and fell into a deep sleep.

……

After Yulian woke up from a sweet sleep, she stretched her waist and looked around, the sun was slanting in the west, and it seemed to be dusk, and Xuanyuan Xuanling was reading the recital at the desk.

This night, he slept for more than an hour, and he didn't wake himself up, which is strange.

Yulian just wanted to stand up, her feet were weak, so she hurriedly held on to the edge of the table, it turned out that she had been sleeping on her stomach for a long time, her blood was blocked, and her left leg was completely paralyzed and weak.

She had no choice but to rub her left leg vigorously, and secretly looked at Xuanyuan Xuanling while rubbing it.

"Go back and come back tomorrow." Xuanyuan Xuanling didn't raise his head, but said lightly.

"Okay!" As soon as Yulian heard the word "go back", she limped towards the door.

Before he reached the door, he turned around and said, "What, I'm going to come back tomorrow." ”

After Yulian finished speaking, seeing Xuanyuan Xuanling raise his head, with a cold and impatient look on his face, and remembered the blank drawing paper on the table, he nodded consciously and quickly: "Okay, no problem." ”

Xuanyuan Xuanling looked at the back of Yulian who disappeared outside the door, and shook his head a little helplessly.

Day 2.

Yulian arrived in the Nuanqing Pavilion at the same time, and Emperor Xuanyuan had not yet arrived.

She still walked around the pavilion first, and found that the blue and white porcelain vase on the corner cabinet was replaced by a white jade vase, and a bunch of tender yellow cannas were inserted in the bottle, which was charming and pretty, and very lively.

Yulian thought to herself, she didn't deliberately choose an outfit today, she only wore a lotus purple dress at random, if it was like yesterday's pale yellow dress, it would complement this bouquet of flowers.

After Yulian slipped around, she looked at the room hidden by the curtain, and sat back behind her desk with curiosity.

I must finish the painting for him early today, and I must finish it before lunch.

Thinking of this, Yulian lifted the brush: "How should I paint?" The emperor is not there, and he is not satisfied with the casual painting later, so he still waits for him to come back and accomplishes it in one go.

But wait, wait, Xuanyuan Xuanling didn't come back until near noon.

"Pass the lunch first." As soon as he advanced on his front foot, he instructed Gonggong Liu.

When Yulian saw it, she must have had lunch here again, so she took the initiative to step forward and sit down in her seat yesterday.

Sure enough, there were two pieces of dishes and chopsticks, and Xuanyuan Xuanling was not surprised when he saw Yulian coming to sit down by herself, and he ate happily again, as if he was hungry.

His good appetite made Yulian feel hungry, and she also ate it in a big gulp, and ate a bowl of rice, and even filled another bowl.

"Don't you have to lose weight today?" Xuanyuan Xuanling asked casually.

"Does the emperor want to listen to the truth or lie?" Yulian chewed rice in her mouth and replied indistinctly.

Xuan Xuanling listened, didn't speak, put down the chopsticks, turned sideways, and squinted at Yulian, the meaning of the moment was: Aren't you talking nonsense? Of course, listen to the truth.

Yulian nodded knowingly: "If a girl eats with someone she likes, she will pretend to have a bad appetite, or lose weight or something, and she will be full after eating a little, and she will be extremely cute." ”

Yulian said as if she was yesterday, Xuanyuan Xuanling pursed her lips and smiled slightly when she heard it.

"On the other hand, if you eat with someone you don't like, you will eat a lot, and the food will look ugly, and there will be no image at all." As she spoke, Yulian took another large piece of meat and stuffed it into her mouth.

This means, maybe I had a good impression of you yesterday, but today I don't have it at all, this girl just eats and drinks enough, and the rest has nothing to do with me.

When Xuanyuan Xuanling heard this, he was not angry, and even took a large piece of meat and put it in Yulian's bowl.

Not only Yulian was so shocked that her eyes widened, but Gonggong Liu next to her was stunned: Our emperor, when did you give someone a dish!

After lunch, Yulian quickly picked up the paintbrush and saw Xuanyuan Xuanling standing in front of the bookshelf, flipping through a book and looking at it, so engrossed that she forgot to sit down.

Yulian caught his silhouette: his left hand was behind his back, his right hand was holding the book at the height of his forehead, and he looked up slightly to concentrate on the book, and after half an hour, the painting was completed.

Yulian easily placed the painting on Xuanyuan Xuanling's desk, thinking that he should be satisfied with this demeanor, this Yu Xuanang's posture.

"The neck is too short." Who knew that Xuanyuan Xuanling only glanced at it and left a four-word comment.

Yulian really wanted to punch him twice: "This is called a neck that is too short, draw you a giraffe, you are not too short." ”

Yulian was snorting angrily, thinking about how to deal with him and pick a bone in his eggs.

"Your Majesty, Lord Shen has arrived." Father-in-law Liu told him outside the door again.

When the emperor heard this, he didn't delay for a moment, so he stood up and went to the Xuanyuan Palace.

Yulian looked at Xuanyuan Xuanling's back, sighed, and suddenly felt a little distressed about him: when he got up at the hour, he was busy until before lunch, and he thought that after lunch, he could rest all afternoon, but he seemed to have things that he couldn't deal with, and this emperor was too tired.

Yulian sighed in her heart, thinking that when he came back, she would make another painting for him and paint all his hard work.

However, the situation was the same as yesterday, Yulian waited for a long time with her eyes open, and as a result, she fell asleep again.

Yulian slept comfortably again, and when she woke up, she was strange, obviously sleeping on her stomach, how did she feel that she was sleeping on the bed, and when she sat up, she was sleeping on a recliner on the side, and her body was covered with Xuanyuan Xuanling's windbreaker.

Yulian stood up gently, looked at the blank drawing paper on the table, looked at Xuanyuan Xuanling with a curt, and pursed her lips carefully.

This feeling is so uncomfortable, watching him work hard for a day, he is still energetic and energetic, how can he fall asleep with his head next to the table?

Moreover, it has been like this for two days in a row, and I guess I slept for at least an hour and a half, so I can sleep too much!

And, was it he who moved himself to the recliner next to him? I don't even know how deep I sleep.

Hey, Yulian pounded her forehead in distress.

"Let's go back......" Xuanyuan Xuanling muttered, as if he still had something to say.

"I'll come back tomorrow." Yulian slept all afternoon, and was very ashamed, so she consciously continued quickly, and then turned around and walked away quickly.

Leaving Xuanyuan Xuanling, he stretched out tiredly, sat on the recliner where Corundum Yulian had laid, lay down, grabbed the windbreaker casually, and put it on his nose, which seemed to have Yulian's warm body temperature.

Day 3.

Yulian came to the Warm Eyes Pavilion early, and as soon as she entered the pavilion, her eyes lit up again.

The white jade bottle was changed again, and there was a purple water lily inserted, slim and elegant, and the fairy spirit was fluttering.

Yulian was a little confused, what color clothes she was wearing the day before, and on the second day, the pavilion was filled with flowers of the corresponding color, whether it was intentional or coincidental.

It must have been just a coincidence, he was so busy, with so many affairs to deal with, how could he be so meticulous and observe what color of clothes he was wearing, so as to match the flowers of the corresponding color?

It's impossible, it's because I'm thinking too beautiful, too self-inflicted.

Yulian subconsciously glanced at the clothes on her body, a faint plain cyan, this color, it seems that there are very few similar colors.

Yulian's heart was beating stupidly, waiting quietly and patiently, and it was lunch time before Xuanyuan Xuanling came back.

The two of them were silent, and after eating lunch tacitly, Xuanyuan Xuanling looked at the book, pillowed the corner of his forehead with his hand, and fell asleep at once.

Yulian looked at his slightly tired body, gently helped him put on a trench coat, sat down at the desk, and drew his demeanor at this time.

An hour later, the painting was completed, and Xuanyuan Xuanling's slightly tired expression jumped on the paper, and he saw it.

Now, there will be no dissatisfaction!

Yulian lightly placed the painting on Xuanyuan Xuanling's desk, carefully approached and looked at him, and was about to gently smooth his deeply locked brow with his hand, when he suddenly opened his eyes and met Yulian's eyes.

Yulian retracted her hand in shock, picked up the drawing paper casually, supported it with both hands, and placed it in front of Xuanyuan Xuanling's eyes, and also casually blocked his unfathomable eyes.

Xuanyuan Xuanling Zai looked carefully for a quarter of an hour, ignoring Yulian's hand shaking, shook his head lightly and said: "I have been staring at me carefully for so long, and I have only painted like this, alas, ......"

"Ah, I'm still not satisfied, I've tried my best to carefully draw it according to the emperor's appearance." Yulian muttered aggrievedly.

Xuanyuan Xuanling looked at it carefully a few more times: "Let's do it!" ”

Anyway, after saying the word "will" in embarrassment, Yulian was already very satisfied, so she asked happily: "Then I, will I come tomorrow?" ”

"When you don't have to look at me and you can draw me, you won't have to use it."

"Oh, then I'll quit." Yulian naturally sighed and carefully reflected on his words.

You don't have to look at him, you have to draw him skillfully, what does this mean?

Does it mean that when you have him in your heart, hang on him, and read him, you will be able to draw him naturally?

Yulian was a little confused again: what does he want to do, he likes himself, why don't he confess directly, he is the emperor! He was his own person!

Oh, by the way, he had rejected him several times, and he had deceived him, and with his proud personality, how could he confess bluntly again?

Besides, it was his own golden mouth that said that I would be grounded in the Lonely Garden forever and never mention the matter of harmony again, how could I justify myself all of a sudden?

So, so, do you want to give in and take the initiative to make peace with him?

No, at least I don't want to forgive him for now, Yulian finally made this decision ruthlessly.

However, I still have to go tomorrow, it seems that in the past few days, I have become accustomed to seeing him every day, and I am also used to staying in Nuanqing Pavilion is a day's routine.

Day 4.

Yulian deliberately put on her rose-red clothes and deliberately dressed up.

Moreover, she had a small expectation in her heart, hoping that her previous guesses were true.

This guess was confirmed as soon as she stepped into the door of Nuanqing Pavilion.

In the white jade bottle, there are two or three huge, cyan drunken eight immortals, cold and arrogant, and they seem to be stubborn.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same color as Yulian's plain blue clothes the day before.