The weather is nice, and I'm going to open again today.

I have a headache when I look at the chirping spirit birds, I haven't transformed after hundreds of years, and how many good things I have fed have not had any effect.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little irritable, put down the spirit fruit in my hand and prepared to wait for the guests.

The person who came was a man, and he could be described in one sentence.

Mo Shang's son Yan Ruyu, like a spring breeze, really looks like an old man.

"What do you want?"

I handed him a cup of spiritual tea and watched as he pulled out a painting from his backpack behind him.

It looks like an old painting.

In the painting is a woman, a very beautiful woman, as if she can come out of the painting in the next second.

"I've been dreaming about a woman who looks exactly like this painting lately, and I took it when I saw it at auction, and it became clearer and clearer that I felt like I was passing by."

I can't help but hold my forehead, this Meng Po soup is receding more and more, and there can be something to pull memories in this past life and this life.

But I really blamed Meng Po this time.

It was someone who deliberately awakened his memory, the woman in the painting.

"So?"

I watched as he carefully rolled up the painting and put it back in his backpack.

"I want to know my connection to this painting."

"And what do you get in exchange?"

"Wealth, all the wealth I have now is given to you, including this painting"

I'd love to laugh at the fact that I'm not short of money, but I really want that painting.

I closed the door and went back to the attic to take out the reincarnation mirror.

I watched him being sucked into the reincarnation mirror.

Turn around and go back to the collapse and continue making tea.

My name is Hou Yang, and I am a painter who paints for the children of the royal family.

The new beauties in the emperor's harem have never been broken, and the three-year draft is coming again, and I'm going to be busy again.

When it came to the draft, I had to paint for those women, and I would inevitably be bribed.

I am naturally happy, who doesn't like money? Who can't get along with money.

I'm a painter, and it's my duty to paint characters beautifully.

It's ridiculous that I was moved by one of the show girls, she told me that her name was Hou Yanxue, and she was the eldest daughter of the Hou Mansion, and I knew that I was not worthy of her, so I had to paint her more beautifully.

She was really beautiful, and she was so beautiful that the emperor took a fancy to her at a glance, and the emperor rewarded me with gold, silver and jewelry.

My reputation is even more agitated, but I'm not happy.

In one year, two years, and three years, she has been in grace all the way to the position of the head of the four concubines.

But she has never conceived an heir, she came back to me, she told me that the emperor had not touched her at all, and she had always been the emperor's secret guard to favor the emperor's harem.

On that day she passed by the Imperial Garden, and overheard her, and she said that I was the only one who believed in the palace.

I hope that I will quietly go out of the palace and tell her father, and she will say that she can only trust me, and I am very happy.

I borrowed the name of going out of the palace to procure and entered the Hou Mansion to explain to her father one by one.

I was dissatisfied with the emperor's viciousness towards her, and began to cultivate my own power.

Five years have passed, I secretly found someone to kill the secret guard, and I know that the emperor was furious that day.

In the sixth year, her father rebelled.

Unfortunately, it failed, and her father was arrested before I could make a move.

I suddenly understood, the emperor is the emperor after all, how could I not know the private actions of this courtier.

She was beaten into the cold palace, and I silently looked for someone to take care of everything to make her more comfortable.

After the emperor got drunk, I learned that he had a favorite woman, and the woman who didn't touch the harem was for her.

I secretly sent someone to look for the woman, and I found the news that the woman also got the news that she had died in the cold palace.

When her body was dumped in the grave, I smuggled it out, and the emperor left with her body.

The maid I sent to her gave me a letter.

She wrote it.

She knew that she was doing better than me in secret, and she said that she was nothing more than a flag for her father, and she said that she was not clean and that it was not worth it.

She said she wanted him to live.

I sat in the forest with her in my arms for a long time, and that was the last time I painted.

I changed her into a wedding dress and painted her eyebrows.

I picked up a paintbrush and made a final drawing.

I buried her and lived alone in the mountains.

I listened to the world's pity for me, and laughed without saying a word.

If there is a next life, we will meet sooner, shall we? There is no competition for fame and fortune, and I can paint your eyebrows in an ordinary life? - Hou Yang

"Clear?"

I handed the spirit tea over and watched him be silent.

I remembered the painter who once passed by the capital, and when I returned to the capital, I heard that he disappeared and the world regretted it.

"Draw ....."

I put down the teacup and stood up.

"The painting must be put down, you can leave after the money and goods are cleared."

I watched as he put down the painting and walked out three times in turn.

"Why haven't you come out yet?"