Naturally, he was not happy about it. No matter what good things he had, as long as she took one more look at them and showed a little bit of affection, he would bring them to her in piles.
Not to mention earrings.
She gave an order, and all kinds of gold, silver, amber, coral, emerald, jasper, white jade, agate, ruby, sapphire, ivory, etc. were brought to her. She shook her head helplessly. She didn't know how to choose, so she had to have someone give them to her.
Go into the warehouse and bring a pair to try out every day.
Just like this, she changed several pairs a day and she couldn't wear them all.
In order to learn to control his strength, he would often hold a few quail eggs in his hands and play with them like beads.
In terms of his internal strength and kung fu, controlling the strength is not a problem, the key is how to control the strength around her.
He was always nervous in front of her. Others thought he was calm and relaxed, but in fact he was really nervous to death.
Especially when he was so close to her, he would be nervous automatically. He wanted to get closer to her, but he was afraid of blaspheming her. No matter what others thought of her, in his mind, she was as pure as
The snowflakes are like the proud plum blossoms.
The goddess in my heart.
The jailers outside watched secretly. They never thought that the prince, who was like a god in their minds, would comb a woman's hair. This...
They were almost petrified, he moved so gracefully and unhurriedly, combing his hair seemed as easy and simple to him as killing someone.
The black hair slid between his jade-white fingers, like a black waterfall flowing down the white jade mountain stream, shining with moving light under the light.
She sat in front of the table, her body upright, and he knelt beside her, fixing her hair with such concentration, the wide white sleeves hanging down, complementing the ink-colored hair, so lingering, so ecstatic.
Several jailers couldn't help but be fascinated.
They have never seen such a beautiful scene. A light green shirt is laid out on a cocoon-white robe. Next to the girl's slim body is the man's tall and tall body. His dark hair and jade-white hands are integrated...
They were afraid of disturbing the two of them, and even held their breath involuntarily.
Yang Shaoqing, who came quietly to investigate, couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and then turned around and left. When he returned to the study, he couldn't calm down, so he started to polish the ink himself, then spread out the good rice paper, mixed the dye for painting, and
In the middle of the night, he began to splash ink, recording the beautiful picture he saw, the scene that moved him to tears.
He has profound painting skills and was once taught by the great painter Cen Bendao. He originally wanted to pursue an official career as a painter. In his early years, his paintings were also popular in the court.
Although he is now an official and is burdened with official duties, he still enjoys painting in his spare time.
Others think he is best at landscape painting, but in fact he is best at painting pictures of ladies.
The picture of the prince's curly hair in front of me is amazing. The smooth brushwork, the delicate folds, and even the girl's slightly raised corners of her mouth, her narrowed eyes, and the man's affectionate gaze are all vividly vivid.
What he wanted was to retain the feeling that surged through his heart at the moment he saw it, that these two people were the most loving people he had ever seen.
After finishing the painting, he sat on the chair and looked at it for a long time. It was not until the first cockcrow sounded that he came back to his senses.
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