Shixin pattern palace satin is to reward the daughter's family, other bamboo pens, tribute inkstones, and new imperial books are given to their uncles.

Mrs. Lin couldn't move so many things alone, so the palace naturally sent someone else to send her back with things. The reward is not how much money these things are worth, the key is that this dignity is rare.

Xie Ning was reluctant to let Mrs. Lin go, he never felt that time passed so quickly, why didn't he say a few words, the sun was already in the west, and Mrs. Lin had to go to the palace.

Fang Shanggong originally thought that Xie Meiren might cry again, but Xie Ning still smiled when he saw off Mrs. Lin.

Fang Shanggong was always unsteady in his heart, so he found a book and came over to Xie Meiren, and used this excuse to explain her a few words.

"There will be opportunities to meet in the future, and when you are about to give birth, you can also take Mrs. Lin into the palace to accompany you, which is not against the palace rules. When Lord Lin's term of office expires, if the performance appraisal is excellent, he will also go to Beijing to report on his work, and maybe he will stay in the capital, and it will be more convenient to meet at that time. ”

Xie Ning nodded: "My aunt said the same just now." In fact, it doesn't matter if you can see each other often, as long as you know that they are doing well. ”

She is no longer a child of seven or eight years old, ten years ago she could be willful and coquettish around her aunt and cousin, but now she can't. She had been forcibly transplanted from her familiar homeland to the palace, and no matter how much she missed it, she could never go back to the way she used to be.

What she said to Fang Shanggong was indeed what she was talking about. As long as she knows that her relatives are safe and live a good life, even if she can't meet each other, she is still at ease.

She felt that she was like the tree that had been planted in her grandmother's yard, which blossomed, and seeded, and was blown away by the wind and fell to the ground in other places.

She will always remember where her home is, but she knows she can't go back.

Xie Ning asked Qinghe to bring the baggage, which was full of things that her aunt had brought to her.

The purse made by my cousin, the sister-in-law also made her a pair of shoes, and my aunt made her a pair of clothes, but after three years of separation, they didn't know Shainin's current size, and now it doesn't seem to fit so well, and she also tried the shoes, which were a little tight, and her feet couldn't reach in.

Even if he could wear it, Shainin was reluctant to wear it. She opened the box, folded the shoes and clothes carefully, carefully put them in, and then placed the box on the top of the bedside cabinet.

She told herself that she should be content, at least she saw her aunt and knew what was going on in the family. There are still many people in the palace who are not as good as her. Like Liu Cairen, although their home is in the capital, it is difficult to even carry a letter. There are also Qinghe, Qingmei, and even Fang Shanggong, who have not heard from their families for many years, and they don't even know the whereabouts of their families.

The sun was setting little by little, and the lights in Yong'an Palace were lit up one after another. The palace people shuttled back and forth, and their clothes fluttered and disturbed the light and shadow of the place. The dinner table was still full, and Shainin asked people to remove a few cold dishes, scoop some hot soup and mix it in the bowl to eat. There was also a fried dim sum not far in front of her, she thought it was a pumpkin snack, and when she used chopsticks to clip it, the black sesame filling suddenly trickled out of the crack, and the plate was black.

It turned out to be fried sesame-stuffed glutinous rice dough.

She didn't have much appetite, but she was ruined by this little accident, but she ate two more bites of snacks and asked people to remove the dining table.

The emperor came late, Xie Ning was cleaning up, and when he heard the sound of footsteps outside, Qinghe took a long thick cloud brocade jacket and draped it over her shoulders, lifted the curtain, Xie Ning walked to the door, and the emperor had already come in.

"How did you get out? It's cool at night, so get inside quickly. ”

The emperor pulled the strap of the cloak, Bai Hongqi stepped forward to remove the cloak, and then knelt in front of the couch to serve the emperor took off his boots and socks and replaced them with a pair of soft-soled loafers that he wore in the house.

Xie Ning's hair was half down, and she combed her hair half of it just now, and when she returned to the house, she sat down again, and Qinghe continued to comb her hair. The emperor leaned there holding a bowl of warm tea and watched her sit in front of the mirror with her hair draped. Her hair is well maintained, even the ends of her hair look warm and black, without half frizz.

The emperor walked up to her and gently lifted her chin. Shain's eyes are soft and clear, just like the soft and bright water of a lake in spring.

"Crying?"

Xie Ning raised his hand and touched the corner of his eye: "Can you see it?" ”

"Of course you can see it." The eyelids are a little swollen.

The emperor asked her, "What did you say when you saw your aunt?" ”

"After saying a lot of things, my aunt said that my uncle was not used to the climate of the Northland and suffered from cough disease, so he was looking for a remedy to eat reed root soup, but he refused to eat it, and he was sick for almost a winter."

She braided her hair in two strands, and the emperor handed her the headband. I heard that these homely chores, such a quiet combing of his hair and pulling his hair, made his mood gradually settle down, just like soaking in warm water, no place is uncomfortable.

Xie Ning turned his head and smiled slightly, put the two combs back into the makeup box, and then closed the door of the makeup box.

"I know you haven't seen your family in a few years, and it's inevitable that you'll be sad. When you are about to give birth, you can also pass Mrs. Lin into the palace to accompany you. With close elders by your side, you can also strengthen your courage and save you from being afraid. ”

"The concubine has thanked the emperor for his grace. I just don't know that my aunt will not be in Beijing at that time, so I can't let her go to Beijing again for this matter. ”

The emperor smiled but did not speak.

Xie Ning looked at his expression and felt that the emperor seemed to have something to hide from her, and it was something related to her.

But since the emperor wants to sell Guanzi, no one should try to ask the answer from his mouth.

There was no court the next day, and the emperor made an exception to lie down with her for a while. Xie Ning heard a rustling sound in half a dream, and asked inarticulately, "It's raining?" ”

"It's been going on for a while."

On a rainy day, the house was even darker, and the emperor had no intention of going out, so he stayed in Yong'an Palace all day. Others don't know the inside story, and they may say that she is domineering the emperor. But the conscience of heaven and earth, although they are in Yong'an Palace, Xie Ning really doesn't get tired of being with the emperor all day long. Before lunch, the emperor was in the small study, and this new study was already half filled, and boxes of books were brought in and neatly placed on those vacant shelves. As soon as you open the door, you can smell the fragrance of the ink of the new book. There are two paintings of the emperor hanging on the wall.

Xie Ning didn't know that the emperor was still good at painting before, but when he saw the imperial pen and the payment on the painting, he knew that it was painted by the emperor.

"I used to draw a few pictures when I was idle in the dive mansion, and I haven't touched a pen in all these years."

Xie Ning asked curiously: "Can the emperor have this leisure when he is the prince?" Don't have to study to run errands? ”

"I've been idle for a few years." The emperor didn't say much, turned his head to look at Xie Ning, and suddenly said, "I'll draw one for you." ”

Xie Ning was a little surprised, and instinctively glanced down at his already bloated figure: "Lying in the painting? ”

"Right now."

Xie Ning felt that his body was out of shape now, but the emperor felt that it was just right now. He wanted to paint her now, and it was also a rare memento.

"Did the concubine go and change her clothes and comb her hair again?"

It's raining today, and she is dressed more casually, with only a black jade hairpin on her head, and her hair in a loose bun, which is really too unorthodox to enter the painting. In the common pictures of ladies, the people in the painting are dressed up so neatly and beautifully, how can she be like this? It's still with a big belly.

"No, that's fine."

The emperor instructed Bai Hongqi and others to move the soft couch to the long window, and let Xie Ning sit well, without restraint, the more comfortable the better.

On the other side, the drawing paper on the table had been spread out, and the emperor looked at her with a smile, lowered his head and put down the pen to draw on the paper.

Xie Ning was apprehensive and expectant.

She has never been painted on a painting yet.

What will the emperor look like when she draws her?

The spring rain was murmuring outside the window, and it was quiet in the window. Shainin waited and waited, and actually leaned there and dozed off. I don't know how long it took, she opened her eyes in a daze, and was shocked to find that she had actually slept like this.

That painting must not be able to be painted, right?

"Awake?" The emperor smiled and beckoned to her: "Come and see." ”

"The concubine didn't know how to fall asleep......"

She walked over to the bookcase and looked down.

It's already been drawn.

She is depicted reclining on a soft couch, her black hair soft and fluffy, and the folds of her coat are as smooth as water waves.

From the painting, you can see her bulging belly, and it doesn't look stupid and ugly.

She looked at the eyebrows and eyes of the person in the painting, and had a strange feeling that she couldn't explain clearly.

"This is me?"

"That's you."

"But how can a concubine be so good-looking."

It's so tranquil, so beautiful, so tranquil.

Is she like this in the eyes of the emperor?

Shainin was uneasy.

She wasn't that pretty, and she didn't think the person in the painting was her.

The emperor painted her too well. Maybe one day he will find out that she is not so good, and maybe he will be even more disappointed then.

She also felt a secret joy.

No matter what happens in the future, this painting retains today's day of spring rain and her beautiful moment in the eyes of the emperor.

Time is not old, but people will grow old. But the memory of this moment is left on this piece of paper. In another five years, ten years, when I look at this painting again, she will still be what she is today.

"Do you like it?" The emperor asked softly.

Her eyes were reluctant to blink, and the expression on her face looked both happy and a little stunned.

"I like it." Xie Ning wanted to reach out and touch it, but he was afraid that he would break it: "Can this painting be given to a concubine?" ”

"That's nature, who else can you give it if you don't give it to you? Where do you want to hang? ”

"Hanging anywhere. The concubines should be hidden, and no one should show them. ”

The emperor laughed: "Stingy ghost, why do you have to look at a painting so closely, if you like it, I'll help you draw a few next time." Well, your painting is naturally up to you. ”

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It's February 29th, huh? It's only once in four years. In the past, I often saw jokes saying that people born on this day can only have a birthday once in four years, how difficult it is.

Happy birthday to my friend who was born today.

My cold is much better, my head doesn't hurt anymore, my throat doesn't hurt much, but my nose is not very breathable, and I am still drinking cold powder today.