Xiao Xue sent Ruyi and Luzhu away, and she was waiting for Zhao Che by reading in the Nuan Pavilion of the Yangxin Palace. Zhao Che usually liked to read in the Nuan Pavilion of the Yangxin Palace. The desk was full of his books, and he read almost all miscellaneous books.
It covers a wide range of topics and is knowledgeable and knowledgeable. Xiao Xue has no patience for reading. Halfway through, she doesn’t want to read anymore. She puts it aside and holds her head with nothing to do. Xiao Xue starts to draw.
Zhao Che also likes to paint. It is hard to imagine that a general on horseback has a lot of knowledge in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Xiao Xue once thought that Zhao Che knew nothing but fighting, but he did not expect that he could do everything and was very proficient in it.
She had seen a landscape painting painted by Zhao Che and found it to be very good, magnificent and bold, and everyone liked it very much.
Xiao Xue put Xiao Tiantian on the table and said with a smile, "Xiao Tiantian, don't move."
She started to draw Xiao Tiantian, but unfortunately Xiao Tiantian was very active and jumped up and down after a while. Xiao Xue's painting was also messy, which inevitably made her frustrated. Damn Xiao Tiantian, forget it, I'm not as good as it. She never
Zhao Che found a few scrolls in the painting tube and unfolded the scrolls. This was the landscape painting she had seen before. She still found it beautiful after seeing it for the second time. Xiao Xue smiled, rolled it up and put it away. She unfolded the second scroll.
, this is a small picture of a villa in the palace. Zhao Che said that it was the place where his mother lived before she was alive. He would occasionally take her to stay there for a few days. The third picture is the Plum Blossom Forest, the plum blossoms in the palace.
The garden, it seems, was painted two years ago. The brushstrokes are very flexible and lifelike. Xiao Xue smiled slightly and opened the last scroll. She was startled.
In the scroll, there is a woman wearing a pink skirt and a white fur coat. She is petite and exquisite, with a natural beauty and a hint of cunning and wisdom between her eyebrows. The background is a plum blossom forest. The woman is standing under the plum tree with a smile on her face.
With a smile on her face, she is as beautiful as plum blossoms all over the sky. It can be seen from the painter's brushwork that he likes the person in the painting, and the eyes and brows are vivid, as if a real person is standing in front of her.
A very beautiful, elf-like woman. She has an aura about her. Even from the paintings, she can be seen. If she were a real person, how charming she would be. Xiao Xue thought to herself, this is Cheng Mubai's wife Yun Buhui. Zhao Che likes her.
A woman. She felt bitter in her heart because she turned out to be so good, but at the same time she felt relieved that she should have been so good, otherwise how could she be worthy of being liked by Cheng Mubai and Zhao Che.
Xiao Xue looked at the person in the painting, her eyes were a little moist, because the inscription below made her eyes sting. Just looking at this painting, she didn't want to worry about it. Zhao Che liked her, and she was far away in Fengcheng, so she made a painting
It was natural for the painting to express longing for her, and she could understand it. However, the inscription below made people sad, wishing to be together forever. Such words did not seem to come from Zhao Che's mouth, nor did they seem to have come from Zhao Che's hand.
Xiao Xue only felt some stabbing pain spreading in her heart, getting more and more serious. She was really afraid of this feeling, such jealousy, and such unwillingness. She had tried her best, but she still couldn't make Zhao Che fall in love with her.
, she no longer knows what to do.
Yun Buhui will go to Beijing soon. In Zhao Che's heart, I am afraid that she is not even one-tenth of that woman. Will he be tired of her and will he not want her anymore? Xiao Xue has always been optimistic and confident, but
When she met Zhao Che, she was really not sure anymore, not sure about anything.
The jealousy in her heart was gnawing at her heart like a devil. Xiao Xue was afraid that she would do something drastic and regret it for the rest of her life, so she hurriedly rolled up the scroll and put it back where it was. She sat tiredly on the chair, pursed her lips and thought.
Is she really not as good as Yun Bugui? Xiao Xue couldn't help but ask herself, she didn't know it herself, but she was just a little bit unwilling, really unwilling.
Even if she knew that Yun Buhui was married, it was not a threat to her. She still wanted to get all of Zhao Che's love. She had worked very hard, hadn't she? The person Yun Buhui loved was Cheng Mubai, not Zhao Che.
If they were in love, there would be something to say, but now it's Zhao Che's wishful thinking.
Xiao Xue couldn't help but think that Zhao Che must be blind. She couldn't see such a good woman in front of her eyes. If she wanted to like another woman, she would definitely not be able to get it. That's why she was so precious. She thought about it. To her,
Really unfair.
Xiao Tiantian jumped up from the ground and jumped into Xiao Xue's arms. Xiao Xue smiled and stroked his hair, "I'm fine."
It was really okay. She had accepted this fact a long time ago. But when she saw this picture, she couldn't help but wonder, does the emperor still want to be with her forever? Will he love her forever and never fall in love with her again?
Other women.
If this is the case, where should she go? If there is no love she wants, can she always love Zhao Che as before? Xiao Xue cannot answer this question herself.
When Zhao Che went to the Yangxin Hall, he saw Luzhu and Ruyi from a distance. After the two saluted, they told Zhao Che that the queen was waiting inside. Zhao Che's eyes lit up and he hurriedly entered the Nuan Pavilion of the Yangxin Hall. Xiao Xue held Xiao Tiantian in his arms.
In a daze.
Xiao Tiantian looked at her obediently, teasing Xiao Xue pleasantly, but Xiao Xue didn't smile, just in a daze.
When Zhao Che walked up to her, he realized that there was a half-painted Xiao Tiantian on the table. Zhao Che asked, "What's wrong? She's listless."
Xiao Xue came back to her senses, with a smile on her face, "It's all Xiao Tiantian's fault. I was halfway through the painting, but he ran away from me. I haven't finished the painting yet."
Zhao Che pinched her nose and asked, "Do you need me to do this for you?"
"No need." Xiao Xue said, but Zhao Che still held the pen and drew Xiao Tiantian along Xiao Xue's strokes. He didn't need to see Xiao Tiantian just draw like this. Xiao Xue felt very surprised, and Zhao Che's painting
Xiao Tiantian is much better at drawing than she is.
Zhao Che said with a smile, "You don't need to look at it to paint, just know it in your heart."
Xiao Xue's heart paused, then turned bitter. He painted Yun Buhui so vividly and lifelike. Did he remember it very clearly in his heart? Did he remember it particularly... profoundly?
"Then if you want to draw me, you don't need to look at it?" Xiao Xue asked, holding his arm coquettishly. Zhao Che pretended to think deeply for a while. Xiao Xue was angry and pinched his arm. Zhao Che smiled, "What are you doing?
Little girl, you’ve been really busy lately, so if I paint you, you don’t need to look at it..."
When Xiao Xue heard this, she felt much happier.
"Your Majesty, I want to ask you a question that I have never asked you before. Can you answer me honestly?"
"what is the problem?"
"Have you ever liked another woman?" Xiao Xue asked anxiously.