"Did you hear that? Recently, His Majesty has taken a special look at a seventeen-year-old young painter. ”

"I've heard about it, I've heard that the painter is not only young, but also good-looking."

"Confuse Your Majesty."

"You said our Majesty wouldn't be ......"

"Shhhh

Lan Xi walked out from behind a rockery, and when several palace maids saw Lan Xi, they were so shocked that they left here in a hurry. The little eunuch who followed Lan Xi also lowered his head in embarrassment, not daring to look at Lan Xi's face at this time.

Lan Xi looked constipated, what is this, he is just more appreciated by the emperor, how can he become a habit of broken sleeves in their mouths? Sure enough, where there are many women, there are many rights and wrongs!

Crossing the Chenhui Gate, Lan Xi entered the Yanfu Palace, which was newly built by Zhao Ji two years ago. This Yanfu Palace is elegant and beautiful, poetic and picturesque, which fully reflects the appreciation level of Zhao Ji as an artist.

Under the guidance of the little eunuch, Lan Xi arrived at the Hanxiang Pavilion on the east side, and Zhao Ji had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Lan Xi's arrival, Zhao Ji looked excited.

"Your Majesty." Just about to kneel, he was helped up by Zhao Ji with one hand, and his eager expression provoked the little eunuchs around him to bow their heads one after another, and they had been in the palace for a long time, knowing that there were some things that should not be seen that could not be seen.

Lan Xi also felt embarrassed, gently broke free of Zhao Ji's hand, and glared at him.

Zhao Ji asked the eunuchs to finish serving tea and then retreated.

There were only two people left in the Cold Jade Pavilion, and the atmosphere was frozen for a while, and neither of them knew what to say.

Zhao Ji pushed open the window, pointed to the bridge flying over the lake in the distance and said, "Ximeng, look, if you are asked to put this bridge into the painting, what will you do?" ”

Lan Xi turned around and carefully observed the bridge, but after looking at it for a while, Lan Xi felt uncomfortable, why? Because Zhao Ji, that guy was staring at Lan Xi with burning eyes.

Lan Xi said angrily: "What are you looking at? ”

"Look at you!" Zhao Ji smiled.

"What do I have to see?" Lan Xi glared at him.

"Picturesque, of course pretty!" Zhao Ji is really not too shy, this kind of thing is said in a grand manner, although it is a little abrupt, but in Lan Xi's ears, it feels very pleasant and a little familiar. It's an amazing feeling!

The atmosphere in the room has changed at some point, and the two of them have already thrown the matter of painting out of the clouds, you look at me, I look at you, looking at each other.

A hand reached out a little restlessly, but before it could touch the target, it was interrupted by a crisp greeting.

"Your Majesty, concubine Liu Qing'er see Your Majesty, may my emperor live long live long live!"

At the door, there was a delicate little woman kneeling, Zhao Ji was a little embarrassed at first, but when he saw that it was her, Long Yan was happy, and he walked forward with a smile and helped her up, "Qing'er, why are you here?" ”

Liu Qing'er held a stew pot in her hand, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, the concubine knows that Your Majesty has always had a bitter summer, I don't hear that Your Majesty taught young talents in Hanyu Pavilion, it must be very hard, so I stewed a cup of white fungus lotus seed porridge with my own hands, Your Majesty's lotus seeds were picked by Qing'er in the pond himself, you must drink it!" ”

"Okay, well, I will definitely not disappoint Qing'er's heart." Zhao Ji's eyes narrowed into a slit.

Lan Xi felt very bad in his heart, the scumbag was really a scumbag, why did he almost fall just now?

"Is this what people call Wang Ximeng, a young genius?" Lan Xi has tried to minimize her presence, but she is still mentioned, so don't mention this grievance.

"Minister......" Lan Xi raised his eyes to look at Zhao Ji.

"Oh, I'm dizzy with joy when I see me, Xi Meng, this is Liu Guifei, my beloved concubine!" For some reason, Lan Xi felt that Zhao Ji deliberately added an accent to the word "love concubine".

The corners of Lan Xi's eyes twitched.

"The minister Ximeng sees Liu Guifei." This time, Lan Xi knelt firmly.

Liu Guifei was very kind, and hurriedly said: "Hurry up, please get up, I don't dare to let the painting genius kneel for me, I, a rough person with no culture, can afford it!" ”

"Naughty!" Zhao Ji pinched Liu Guifei's little nose, and Liu Guifei's pink little nose immediately turned red, but she just glanced at Zhao Ji and said softly "Your Majesty", the voice was really flattering to the bones.

Lan Xi felt that it was really redundant for him to stand here, and every pore on his body seemed to be blocked by someone, and he was uncomfortable.

"Your Majesty, minister, I suddenly feel unwell and want to go back to the dormitory to rest, I hope Your Majesty will approve it!"

Zhao Ji just glanced at Lan Xi, and said softly: "Since that's the case, I'm right!" ”

Lan Xi's heart was suffocated, and he walked out as if he had escaped, and returned to his dormitory at a gallop.

Zhao Ji looked at Lan Xi's back steadily, as if he had completely forgotten that there was a charming beauty beside him.

Liu Guifei was unwilling, and gently tugged at the corner of Zhao Ji's clothes, "Your Majesty? ”

"You go down first, I'll look back at you!"

Liu Guifei seemed to be a little unwilling, but seeing that Zhao Ji's expression was very determined, she stopped pestering and went back to her Fuyun Pavilion.

There was silence in the Hanyu Pavilion, and Zhao Ji looked at the white fungus lotus seed soup sent by Liu Guifei, and casually poured it into a small jar on the side. snapped his fingers, and out of nowhere, a man in black clothes flew down, his eyebrows were as hard as a knife, his lips were pursed, and his head was lowered, waiting for Zhao Ji's command.

Zhao Ji handed over the bowl of white fungus lotus seed soup to him, and ordered: "Go and check it!" ”

"Yes!" The man did not say the slightest superfluous word, took the jar in his hand, and disappeared again with a dodge.

Zhao Ji looked into the unknown distance through the window, and a cold smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Besides, Lan Xi, who returned to the dormitory, returned to the space without the slightest hesitation, smashed himself into his soft big bed, and stood motionless. When Lan Xi turned over, his face was already full of tears.

Lan Xi was very angry, not angry with Zhao Ji, nor angry with Concubine Liu, but angry with himself. She was angry at herself for why she was so uncompetitive, why she practiced herself so much, knowing that Zhao Ji was not a person who could be entrusted with her life, but she still couldn't help leaning up, was it because his appearance always made her can't help it? But when did you become a member of the Appearance Association?

Just when Lan Xi felt sorry for himself, the system had a new instruction: "Ding, a new task, draw the ancient masterpiece "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", and get the raw pigment ore in Zhao Ji's hand." ”

Lan Xi can't care about being sad, what is "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains"? How to draw? What does it look like?

"Hey, system, you should give me some hints!"

But all that answered her was silence.

If you want to paint the rivers and mountains, you must first have the rivers and mountains in your heart, but this is very strange to Lan Xi, he is not familiar with the territory and characteristics of the Song Dynasty, and he has no special feelings about this piece of rivers and mountains, it is really difficult to draw it! Reading a book and finding the latest chapters by yourself? You're out, WeChat attention Beauty editor helps you find books! It's really a good book to flirt with girls!