The Biography of Concubine Xi of Yongzheng

Chapter 182 Painting
The stone that Yanhua was talking about was "Carrying the Old Stone with My Son" that she spent a lot of time drawing and writing. The stone has disappeared since the epidemic.

Yinzhen asked the guard who brought the stone to the villa, and the guard only said that he gave the stone to one of the servant girls in Shisanfu, and the servant girl took the stone into the house at that time.It's just that Yanhua was full of thoughts about Yinzhen at that time, so she never paid attention to whether there was that stone in the house.

On the contrary, Liangchen remembered clearly, saying that he saw the stone on the table next to the window, but he didn't pay attention to it later, and he didn't know if he died in the ruins following the fire.

Seeing her swollen cheeks, Xu Zhen froze for a moment: "I have already asked Wei Changan to look for it, but it was burnt down there, but I found two similar stones..." Seeing the faint expectation in Yan Hua's eyes , he paused and then said, "But it's not."

Yanhua also used this as an excuse, she was angry about Song's pregnancy, but she couldn't say it out, so she simply pretended to be angry because she couldn't find the "Yuzixie Laoshi".But when she mentioned that stone, the more she thought about it, the more depressed she became, because it was painted by her with a lot of effort and thought. Although it was worthless, it was her real intention.Thinking of this, she angrily turned her back to Yinzhen again.

The so-called quarrel at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, but Yinzhen didn't care if she was angry or not, he turned to Yanhua's face and leaned over to kiss her...

After people have experienced the separation of life and death, they will always cherish the happiness they have more.

Ever since Yinzhen almost died of the epidemic, when he got better, Fujin went to Xiuyun Temple to fulfill his wish, thinking that Yinzhen's recovery was due to the protection of the Buddha.And she is no longer sickly all day long like before, and her energy suddenly improves. No matter how big a good thing is in the house, she likes to celebrate it.

This time the Song family was happy, and Fujin smiled even more. Not only did he pick two more dexterous maids to serve in the Song family's room, but he even asked about her food from time to time.The last time Song shi drank tonics by himself and caused a miscarriage was vivid, so this time Fujin paid a lot of attention to the medicinal soup that Song shi imported.

Yanhua and Geng saw that Song enjoyed such special treatment, and their teeth itched with hatred.Especially Geng Shi, as Song Shi's complexion became more and more moist, her complexion became more and more ugly.

Out of sight, out of mind, she finally simply claimed to be sick for days and stopped going to pay her respects, and also avoided seeing Song's face that made her dislike her.

Contrary to Ulanara's attitude is Yinzhen, whose attitude makes Yanhua unpredictable.Since the Song family was happy, not only did he not set foot in the Jinxiu Pavilion, nor did he greet the Song family.

This can't help but make Yanhua wonder, actually Yinzhen doesn't welcome the child in Song's womb?
On that day, Yanhua asked someone to set up a table, pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the peach blossom forest.Seeing that the peach blossoms were in full bloom and the ground was full of pink petals, she felt a little pity, so she wanted to keep the beauty of this forest.

She hasn't painted for a long time, and it's ridiculous to mention painting.

She has always been enthusiastic about everything she does. Except for horse riding, she really loves it so she learns it hard. Embroidery was forced to learn by her mother, but she learns it very well.Her Ama forced her to read and write, and her third brother tricked her into writing good handwriting. When she was a child, her third brother was lazy and always tricked her into helping him write. After a while, she will bring her some delicious food. After a long time, she has developed a pretty hand of handwriting by herself.

Only painting, she has always been reluctant to mention.Because of her embroidery skills, in fact, she can trace the shape with [-]% and [-]% when painting.Ever since she saw that handsome young man on the boat when she was ten years old, she was like a demon, always looking for excuses to run to that place again, but she never saw anyone similar to that figure again.

At one time, she thought she was sick, but she thought about a vague figure day and night.

So she used to paint with all her might, just following the tall and handsome back in her memory and kept drawing and painting. In the end, the more she painted, the better she was. The essence, every flower and grass are vivid on the paper.But no matter how good the painting was, she couldn't see the boy's face, let alone know his identity.

So every time she thinks about it, she loses interest in painting.And she is only self-taught in painting, without the guidance of a famous teacher, so the level of coloring is really poor.At that time, the box in her boudoir was full of the picture of the handsome figure, all ink and wash, without color, only ink-colored lines on the light yellow paper to simply outline strokes of yearning.

Now that she is married as a woman, she is even less willing to mention the reason why she picked up the brush and paint in the first place. She has always buried that thought deeply in her heart. Now that her relationship with Yinzhen is getting deeper and deeper, she seems to have already put it in her memory. That touch of back quietly faded away.

She picked up the pen and looked at the splendor in front of her eyes, hesitated for a while, not knowing where to write, then stared blankly at a branch of peach blossom stretched out to the side of the table.

The ancients said: There are beauties in the southern country, and their beauty is like peaches and plums.Taoist women are beautiful, so they describe them as peach blossoms, but why did she see Yinzhen's charming smile when she looked at the peach blossoms all over the tree?Everyone knows that the fourth son of the emperor, Yinzhen, has a cold face and can't laugh, but why does she feel that this man has a cold face and a warm heart, and his smile is extremely charming.

She seemed to suddenly see a little Yinzhen sitting on a little peach blossom, calling to her with a half-smile: "Chanchan~" She obviously wanted to see her every day, so why did it happen all of a sudden? But she was thinking about it again, she was really drunk when the love was strong.

She laughed self-deprecatingly, but a blush crept up on her face.

"What is Chanchan doing?" Yinzhen quietly walked behind her at some point, hugged her slender waist, and breathed on her ear flaps.

Yanhua's earlobes suddenly became hot, and she twisted her body shyly: "When did Lord Belle come, let go soon, I'm painting now."

Yinzhen glanced at the blank piece of paper on the table, and snorted softly: "I'm not blind."

Embarrassed, Yan Hua hurriedly said: "I really want to paint, Lord Belle let go."

Yinzhen chuckled, moved his hands to the sides of her waist, and scratched it interestingly.Yanhua was afraid of itchy, she twisted her body to avoid it, and she was giggling because of his trouble...

"Master Belle is here too, sister, I wanted to come to you to enjoy the peach blossoms, did I disturb you?" While the two were playing, Yanhua suddenly caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure out of the corner of her eye, and hurriedly grabbed it. He took Yinzhen's hand and looked at the people coming and going.

Seeing Mrs. Song coming uninvited, she walked slowly into the Taolin with Xiyun's support.

Yan Hua hurriedly walked over to her, and raised her hand to signal her to stop: "Sister! Sister, please stop!" She didn't welcome Mrs. Song's arrival in her heart, but she didn't make any expression on her face, she just smiled and blinked innocently. Mouzi said, "My sister just had diarrhea because of the peach blossoms a few days ago, and the place is full of peach blossoms, so I'm very nervous. Sister, go out quickly, it's not good if you get smelled by the fragrance of peach blossoms."

She doesn't like Mrs. Song from the bottom of her heart, she thinks Mrs. Song ate the peach blossom cake on purpose.She didn't believe that a person like Song, who spends all day studying music, dance and spices in Jinxiu Xuan, would not know that peach blossoms will leak when they meet water.In her heart, she felt that Mrs. Song ate that small piece of peach blossom cake on purpose, just to embarrass Mrs. Geng.

This may not be the case, but now that she doesn't like Song, she will be critical of her words and deeds.For example, right now, when she saw the smile on Mrs. Song's face, she felt it was an eyesore.

After Xi Yun heard what Yan Hua said, she gave her a displeased look, her chin raised high, as if the person with her body was her.But because of Yinzhen's presence, she wrinkled her nose and didn't say anything.

"Chanchan is right. Now that you have a body, don't wander around. Go back and rest." Yinzhen suppressed his smile, glanced at Song Shi lightly, and then opened his eyes again.

Seeing that he didn't even want to look at her, Song smiled bitterly, slowly blessed Fu's body, and sighed: "This servant has been lying in the Jinxiu Pavilion all day long, and her body is very tired, so I come out for a walk. I just heard my sister's laughter here, and I was envious, so I wanted to come and join in the fun, I didn't want to disturb Master Belle and my sister, it's a servant, so I left first."

If others heard this, they would definitely not be able to bear to keep her, but Yanhua saw Song's character clearly, so she didn't want to be polite to her anymore, so she followed her words and said with a smile: "Sister misunderstood , Lord Belle is just teaching me how to paint. My sister is inconvenient now, so I’d better go back and rest, Huaying, send my sister off.”

Song Shi didn't seem to expect her to answer like this, she was taken aback for a moment, then nodded with a dry smile, and Shi Shiran left.

Yanhua looked at her back, and gradually put away the smile on her face.She doesn't like this kind of woman, and the hidden knife in her smile is hard to guard against. You never know what kind of vicious calculation she wants to hide behind her smile.

However, Yinzhen didn't look at Song's back all the time, he only raised his pen and dipped his ink in the ink and waved his hands on the white paper a few times.When Yanhua walked back to the table, she saw that Yinzhen had already drawn a few peach branches with just a few strokes, her eyes widened and she praised, "Wow! I didn't expect you to draw so well!"

Yinzhen raised his eyebrows, with an arrogant and arrogant expression on his face, he said indifferently: "It's natural." As he spoke, he glanced at Yanhua contemptuously, somewhat dissatisfied with her surprise.

Yanhua saw Yinzhen drawing a few peach blossom branches obliquely from the upper left corner of the piece of paper, instead of thinking about drawing the whole peach tree, she felt that it was really worth learning, and hurriedly asked for advice: "Huh? How to write like this God, how did you think of..."

At this time, Huaying hurried over, with panic in her eyes: "Master Baylor, Gege..."

(End of this chapter)