Chapter 501: Tell the Emperor that the concubine is an assassin 38

Huangfu Xun nodded, and said with a deep gaze: "I should indeed thank you." ”

Thank them for raising a good daughter who can be touched by him.

Huangfu Xun recruited Concubine Xuan last night, on the one hand, he wanted to help Lin Ran get angry, and on the other hand, he wanted to try if he could touch a woman other than Lin Ran.

However, the result of the attempt was as he expected, he could only touch Lin Ran, and once the other women were within two steps, he couldn't help but feel nauseous.

He hugged her and whispered in her ear, "Why don't I recruit them into Shengjing?" ”

When Lin Ran heard this, he hurriedly shook his head: "It's not good." ”

Huang Fuxun: "What's wrong?" The closer the parents, the easier it will be to meet in the future. ”

Lin Ran: "My father and mother grew up in Maoshan since childhood, relatives and friends are in Maoshan, they are used to the leisurely life of Maoshan, if they really let them leave their hometown and come to Shengjing, I am afraid that they will be more unaccustomed."

Besides, his father is already old, and his heart has long been as light as water in his official career, so it is better to let him be a prefect in Maoshan with peace of mind.

If the emperor really wants to give a reward, it is better to give some real money, the most practical! ”

Huangfu Xun glanced down at Lin Ran, she was still the first concubine to dissuade him when he wanted to reward his family, and she was really different.

He nodded: "Then it will be according to what Concubine Ai said." ”

Lin Ran thanked him in his arms, looked up and casually found that there was a picture of a beautiful woman on the bookcase.

The ink on the picture is obviously not dry, and if you look closely, the beauty on the picture is actually her!

Lin Ran was stunned for a moment, and looked at the picture with some surprise.

So just now the emperor was sitting in front of the bookcase, not busy with government affairs, but drawing? It's still her who draws it!

This feeling is really a little weird, this is just the third time the two have met, and the emperor can paint her so vividly, as if her whole person has already existed in his mind, familiar with it.

When the emperor saw that she saw the painting, he smiled lightly and asked, "How?" Concubine Ai thinks my painting skills are okay? Have you ever painted your concubine ugly? ”

The emperor himself admitted that the person in the painting was indeed her!

Lin Ran was shocked again, sat up straight from his arms, looked at the painting carefully, and felt that the eyebrows, eyes and facial features were almost like copied on his face, like and beautiful.

She said: "The emperor's painting skills are really exquisite, and he simply reproduced the concubines into this art exhibition." ”

Huang Fuxun carefully observed her expression and found that she really liked this painting, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly: "If you can love the concubine with a smile, this painting will be worth it." ”

Huang Fuxun didn't know why when she was waiting for her in the Cheng'en Palace, she suddenly wanted to paint, and when she lifted the pen, she kept thinking about her face, and she naturally sketched it out on the drawing paper.

At first, I was just going to sketch a few strokes to pass the time.

I didn't know that when I saw her appearance on the paper later, I suddenly wanted to paint this painting to perfection, but I felt that if any part of it was not painted well, it would be an insult to her.

Huangfu Xun, who has never painted portraits, once painted Lin Ran, but his pen is like a god, and he can't stop at all.

He was just about to finish his final strokes when she came.

Huangfu Xun thought to himself, some people may really have some things that are really determined by heaven......

He picked up his pen again, and a poem fell on the corner of the painting: Fanghua is a peerless beauty, smiling and heartwarming; The rivers and mountains are picturesque and drunk in dreams, it is better to dye and laugh at the city.