Nan Musheng paused and continued, "This painting is called "Spring River Moonlit Night", and the cyan in the painting highlights the artistic conception of spring, but under the moonlight, it becomes a dull ink cyan, and the reason why the bottom of the boat is also dark blue also highlights the word spring, because when everything recovers in spring, the boats moss will grow on the boats moth. It also adds a lot of movement to this painting, which is the subtlety of this painting. ”

Yu Wenmo curled the corners of his lips, "That's right!" ”

Nan Musheng said humbly, "Thank you for the emperor's compliment, the concubine just said her humble opinion!" ”

Yu Wenmo was interested for a while, "You only talked about the color and craftsmanship of this painting, but you didn't say the soul behind it, it's better to talk about the soul of this painting." ”

Nan Musheng didn't expect Yu Wenmo to ask this, he only paid attention to the painting and color at that time, but he didn't think about the psychology of the painter at that time, which is also the soul behind a painting that Yu Wenmo said.

"Your Majesty, please allow the concubines to take another look at this painting, perhaps, it can answer the emperor's question!"

He now has something to ask Yu Wenmo for, so he naturally has to behave better.

Yuwen Mo bowed his head and motioned for him to come forward and taste the painting.

Nan Musheng stepped forward and stood next to the dragon chair, carefully observing the painting.

After a long time, he sighed, his eyes slightly cold.

Yu Wenmo looked at his expression and couldn't help asking, "Why is Concubine Ai sighing?" ”

Nan Musheng came back to his senses, "Your Majesty, the concubine is out of shape, just because this painting is too sad, the concubine can't help but sigh!" ”

"Sad?" Yu Wenmo repeated these two words.

"Although it is spring, it is even more cold in autumn, the concubine thinks, the person who paints must be a person with high authority and loneliness in his heart, otherwise there will be a few more melancholy clouds around the cold moon in the painting, and the whole environment gives people an unusually quiet feeling, and the boats on the river, gradually approaching the big boat in the middle, seem to be carrying out an invisible ...

When he said this, Nan Musheng's words came to an abrupt end, and he couldn't help but glance at Yu Wenmo, who was sitting firmly on the dragon chair next to him, and hurriedly retreated to His Royal Highness.

"The concubine lost her words!"

Yu Wenmo stood up and showed a warm smile, "Concubine Ai is really amazing, she has already guessed the person who painted so quickly?" ”

Nan Musheng gritted his teeth and refused to admit it, "The concubine doesn't know!" ”

Feeling that Yu Wenmo was approaching, Nan Musheng didn't dare to look up casually, for fear that his head would move when he raised his head, and he blamed him for thinking about the painting, so he unconsciously said what he shouldn't say.

This painting is a famous work, look at the handwriting of this painting, roughly three years ago, that is to say, it was painted before Yuwenmo won the throne.

Yu Wenmo was sent to his palace at the time, and he deliberately spilled the tea and destroyed such a painting, and now it has been repaired by him, what has this done!

Besides, it's not a famous painting, a painting that is generally not famous or a foreign man, will Yuwenmo give it to the harem concubines casually?

Unless it's Yu Wenmo's own painting!

This painting reflects Yu Wenmo's ambition at that time, why did he say it casually!

Nan Musheng's intestines are all green!

Yu Wenmo walked up to him, pinched his chin with his index finger and thumb, stared at Nan Musheng's eyes and said,

"Is there anything that Concubine Ai doesn't dare to say?"

Nan Musheng's eyes drooped slightly, and a bright yellow color came into his eyes, looking at the pattern of the dragon on Yu Wenmo's chest, he continued to deny,

"The concubine doesn't know!"

Yu Wenmo let go of his chin, shook his sleeves and snorted coldly, "The crime of bullying the king is also lost in the head!" ”

Nan Musheng thought for a moment and asked rhetorically, "If the concubine says it, the emperor will spare the concubine?" ”

"Huh!" Yu Wenmo suddenly laughed a few times, "Say it, I forgive you for your innocence!" ”

Hearing this, Nan Musheng's heart quieted down, and he said directly, "If the concubine guessed correctly, this painting is from the emperor's hand?" ”

Yu Wenmo was silent for a moment, and did not answer directly, but asked,

"You came to me with the painting, I'm afraid it's not as simple as asking me to forgive you, right?"

Nan Musheng was a little embarrassed, but he still took the opportunity to speak, "Emperor Shengming, I didn't expect that the concubine's thoughts would be seen by you so quickly, the concubine actually wanted to go out of the palace to relax, and asked the emperor to agree!" ”

After staying in this harem for a long time, Nan Musheng feels that he is less and less like a prince, in the past, others flattered him, but now that feng shui takes turns, it is also his turn to flatter others!

Yu Wenmo glanced at him and said quite seriously, "You are my concubine, how can you leave the palace easily?" ”

As soon as Nan Musheng heard that there was hope, he struck while the iron was hot and said, "This entire Daye belongs to the emperor, as long as the emperor says a word, the concubines can't go anywhere, not to mention this district Chang'an City!" ”

Yuwen Mo raised the curvature of the corners of his mouth, and only said, "It's too late today, bring a few strong guards to protect you tomorrow, and return to the palace before dark!" ”

When Nan Musheng heard this, he only shouted happily, but in front of Yu Wenmo, he still held back.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After Nan Musheng left the imperial study, it was already dark.

Father-in-law An is Yu Wenmo's henchman, and seeing that Yu Wenmo is rarely in such a good mood, he couldn't help but speak,

"Since the emperor is interested in Concubine Nanniang, why don't you take this opportunity to stay with Concubine Nanniang?"

Yu Wenmo raised his eyebrows, and there was excitement in his eyes that could not be concealed,

"Where to find a soulmate at the end of the world, it's really her, it's really her!"

Gonggong An suddenly thought of something, and his face changed greatly, "What the emperor said, but the bosom friend who has never met and only tasted poetry and painting is the phoenix who suddenly disappeared without replying to your letters for a few months?" ”

Yu Wenmo nodded, "It's her, otherwise how can there be such a coincidence, from the day of the war with the Southern Jin Dynasty, all the poems I wrote to her were in vain, and the stone sank into the sea, I didn't expect that she was in my harem, and only she could appreciate the meaning behind this painting!" ”

"Congratulations to the emperor, I finally found that soulmate!" Justice.

Yu Wenmo seemed to think of something, "Go, help me find out the last painting she sent, there must be something on it that told me the news of her at that time!" ”

Father-in-law An answered and immediately went to find the painting.

After a while, Gonggong An asked the little eunuch below to come back with a few paintings and some letters, "Your Majesty, the paintings that the phoenix sent you are all here, and these letters!" ”

Yu Wenmo flipped out the painting from a few months ago, which depicted a scene of a phoenix leaving the plane tree, and around the phoenix, there were also white birds, which seemed to be a picture of a hundred birds facing the phoenix.

Looking back now, didn't he tell him that the phoenix flew away from the plane tree, but actually took a hundred birds to fight.

At that time, he didn't expect that the phoenix was Nan Qiao?

It can be regarded as a mistake, her phoenix, finally flew to her harem! Yu Wenmo stared at the painting, in an extremely good mood, "Pass the order, after Concubine Nan leaves the palace tomorrow, change Liuhua Palace to Wutong Palace, and transplant all the plane trees in the palace to Concubine Nan's Palace!" ”

On this night, some people rejoiced and some were sad.

In the Pingding Palace, Ji Wuyu still had to sleep with Nan Qiao.

Seeing that he had gone to take a bath, Nan Qiao barely stood up, took a pen and paper from the table next to the bed, and wrote a row of words on the snow-white paper.

After a while, Ji Wuyu returned, still wearing a mask, wearing an all-black nightgown with a loose collar, revealing his sexy Adam's apple and part of his tough chest.

Nan Qiao frowned slightly, stopped looking at him, and only when he walked to the bedside did she give him the piece of paper on which she had written the handwriting.

Ji Wuyu took the piece of paper she had written, and there were only four words on it.

'I won't sleep with you!' ’

After reading it, Ji Wuyu put the paper on the table, hooked his lips and smiled, "Obedient, good!" ”

Nan Qiao was powerless to resist, and just like that, another night passed.

The next day, Ji Wuyu got up early in the morning.

Nan Qiao also woke up earlier than before, but he didn't alarm anyone, and through the bead curtain, he faintly saw that he was putting on his coat and seemed to be going out.

Seeing the black shadow coming this way, Nan Qiao hurriedly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, thinking that he was coming to get something, but who knows, his forehead was suddenly touched by a slightly cool soft lip flap, and then he was heard to say softly,

"This king will be back with you earlier today!"

Nan Qiao's heart was beating for a while, I didn't know what to do, fortunately she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, otherwise how embarrassing it would be!

She woke up late a few days ago, did he also take advantage of her to fall asleep...

As soon as she thought of this, a beautiful flush quickly climbed up on her cheeks, and then this red quickly spread to the base of her ears, and it was unusually hot.

I don't know how long it took, but feeling him leave, Nan Qiao got up from the bed and put on his shoes.

Today's body is obviously a lot more recovered than yesterday, she can get out of bed by herself, through the beaded curtain, when she stands in front of the dresser, only to find that she has lost weight and does not look like a person, her cheeks and cheeks are sunken, her eye sockets are deep, and she is alive and sick.

The door creaked open, Ruyi and Hongling walked in together, and when they saw Nan Qiao standing in front of the mirror, they were both shocked.

Ruyi hurriedly came up to help her, "Miss, why are you up?" Quick, rest in bed! ”

Hongling put the change of dress on the table, "Miss, your body still needs to be well recuperated, let's go to the bed and lie down!" ”

Nan Qiao retracted his thoughts and shook his head slightly.

"Please go back and rest!" Hongling couldn't force her, so she had to persuade her.

Nan Qiao tried to speak, but finally said three words with difficulty, "I want to... Trip! ”

Hongling and Ru Pasta looked at each other, and finally Hongling took the idea, "However, the young lady can only go out for a while, otherwise the prince will blame him, and the slave and maid will not be easy to explain!" ”

Nan Qiao nodded slightly, agreeing.

The two of them simply combed Nan Qiao, and Hongling found a silver-white thick cloak for Nan Qiao to put on.

"Miss, it's cold outside now!"

Then, Ruyi and Hongling helped Nan Qiao out of the house.