Hu Yuzhu didn't care about the surging of the harem, she was anxious about the matter of the ten-day letter.

When the days were counted, and the day of the messenger came, she became irritable.

She really doesn't want to cooperate with Kangxi's fun.

But she also knows that pampering this thing depends on this man, and she has to think about it if she doesn't want to.

"Huichun prepared paper and paint for me, and Hongu wants to paint." The level is limited, so use painting.

Even if you don't draw well, it's better than making up the number of words.

However, you have to think carefully about what you draw.

Soon, Eharu got the things ready, "Master, the paint is ready." ”

As for the master's communication with the Lord Banzai, they all think it is a good thing.

In this way, you are not afraid that the Lord will forget his master, and he can also get closer to the relationship.

But his own master is good, he is reluctant not to say it, and he dislikes it very much.

Fortunately, Long Live doesn't know about this, otherwise I'm really afraid that the master will fall out of favor.

"Got it." Hu Yuzhu got up lazily, then came to the desk, and looked at the different types of paints on it, her heart moved.

She came up with something that she could draw for a long time.

However, she glanced at Huichun, who was staring at her, "You go down first." Although she let go in front of Kangxi, she was somewhat uncomfortable in front of women.

Huichun didn't know what his master wanted to do for a while, but he also obediently retreated.

also intimately helped the master to close the door.

"What's going on? But what does the master command? Rutao, who was standing outside guarding the door, asked.

Yun Tao is a second-class palace maid promoted by Hu Yuzhu after sealing her concubine.

There were three other people with her, all of whom were close-fitting second-class palace maids, named after the word Yun.

"No, the master is drawing." Huichun shook her head, she didn't hide it from Yun Tao, "It's just a little strange why the master doesn't let me serve, even if it's just to wash the pen." ”

She was worried that her master would be tired of painting.

Yun Tao smiled silently.

Inside the house.

Hu Yuzhu first practiced writing, and began to write after discovering that she could show what was in her mind.

Originally, she wanted to paint the kind of leaky body painting she had seen in modern times, but after thinking about it, she was afraid of irritating Kangxi, so she painted a little bit of covering, the kind of half-exposed.

Of course, she is a little shy based on herself.

That's when Eharu went out.

The pen is like a god, and after a while, a figure is outlined, and then I see her fill in carefully, and slowly, a graceful figure is revealed.

It's just that it's a little leaky, and then she repairs it twice, because it's been almost three months, and her belly has a little bulge.

She added it again, and let him be involved in the growth of the children.

Next is the fill color.

Jade-like skin, thick facial features and expressions.

Next was the pair of her long, well-honed legs.

Drawing and painting, Hu Yuzhu was a little restless when he saw it.

Touching her stomach twice, she smiled.

"I hope your Ama can feel Eniang's intentions."

After speaking, I saw that her pen moved with her heart, and soon a poem appeared next to the beauty picture, 'The sky is long and the soul is far away, and the dream soul is not on the side of the king, Sauvignon Blanc, destroying the heart and liver.' ’

When she finished writing, she smiled.

While waiting for the painting to dry, she also painted a picture of the interior of Yikun Palace, especially the scene of love between her and him.

Originally, I didn't want to give him this painting, but I saw that I wrote it very well, and I thought that he was so far away from me, and it was okay to hook it.

After the sex is dry, roll it up together, and then seal it with sealing mud.

Early in the morning of the second day, the messenger came to Yikun Palace.

Hu Yuzhu was a little excited because of yesterday's painting, and she got up early this morning.

"Except for the Long Live Lord, you must not be looked at, if this palace knows that this painting has entered the eyes of others, then you don't have to come again." Hu Yuzhu knew that his painting was powerful, but he couldn't let others know about it.

"Yi Shu Niangniang, rest assured, the slave is the slave of the Long Live Lord." The visitor replied respectfully.

He doesn't need to be reminded of this kind of thing, and he knows how to do it.

"Okay." Hu Yuzhu didn't say much when he saw this, and waved his hand back after letting Huichun give him a purse.

The painting arrived in Kangxi's hands on the second night.

At first, he was a little puzzled when he got Kangxi, but after asking again and again, he let people go down.

"It's going to be squeamish." But after thinking of something, Kangxi also laughed.

In fact, he mainly thought of Hu Yuzhu's bad words, and he did have some observations.

In fact, Hu Yuzhu can't be blamed, who made her never hold a pen, it's really embarrassing for her.

In the emperor's resting place, only Liang Jiugong was waiting on the side, and the rest of the people retreated.

Kangxi used the candle flame to gently unseal the mud.

Slowly open the drawing paper.

But···

"Get out." Kangxi shouted at Liang Jiugong beside him.

almost didn't scare Liang Jiugong half to death.

He bent his waist and withdrew, his forehead as if he had been splashed with water, and large pieces of sweat were dripping down.

It's no wonder Kangxi was angry, who would have thought that this little woman would be so bold.

Of course, it's only Liang Jiugong's bad luck to blame, who let Kangxi open it first to reveal a pair of beautiful legs, slender and white and tender, and the painting paper is very realistic.

Even the oil painter is willing to bow down when he sees it.

As Kangxi's hand slowly opened, the person in the painting slowly opened into his eyes.

I saw Kangxi's pupils shrink, and his hand holding the drawing paper unconsciously tightened a little.

"Oh, that's bold." After a long while, Kangxi scolded.

However, the shock in his eyes was not so obvious, it made people feel harsh, but his eyes betrayed him.

There is only showiness left in the eyes.

Carefully appreciating, Kangxi's hand unconsciously stepped forward to stroke the person on the painting.

The one painted on her as a prototype is not very similar, but it is also seven points true.

From his feet to his head, he stroked them one by one, and in some special places, he stayed for a while.

After reading the people, he read the poem again, "It's a bit of literary ink, heartbreaking, she thinks about me, don't you know, I also miss you." ”

Just when he thought the surprise was over, the interesting picture hidden under the drawing paper suddenly came into view.

This time, not only the pupils were shocked, but the body also changed unconsciously.

"Bold."

"Presumptuous."

Inside, Kangxi's roar came to the outside, and the people guarding it were all scared and almost knelt.

Fortunately, there was no sound of them entering, otherwise, I really don't know if I have the courage to push the door in.

Liang Jiugong was very uneasy in his heart, he knew what the person who went in just now gave the emperor, Yi Shu Concubine Niangniang, what did you write to the Long Live Lord.

Compared with the uneasiness of the minions, after Kangxi in the back room calmed down, the whole person stared directly at the person on the painting.

After half a ring, Kangxi put away the painting, and then ordered someone to sleep.

If he doesn't sleep, he can't go to bed, and those emotions in his heart have nowhere to vent.

Hu Yuzhu didn't know about the affairs of the palace.

Addicted to drawing, she began to reminisce bit by bit.

As long as she messed around with Kangxi, she drew it completely.

Of course, Kangxi's appearance is very vague in her drawing, and her own appearance has also changed, which she didn't think about before.

If that thing is taken away by the Empress Dowager, I am afraid that her time of death will also come.

So she was much more cautious next.

But what she didn't know was that one of her paintings directly aroused Kangxi's desire not to mention, and she missed her more and more.

But what is in this thought, it is not known.