My Lady is well

Chapter 140 Painting

Shen Yueyao said hurriedly when she saw that her plan was about to fail.

"I heard that your Majesty's paintings are good. I wonder if I can have the honor of getting a painting from your Majesty?"

Jing Ruzhang looked at her with interest.

"I see that you have quite some talent in your storybooks. I think your paintings are also good. There are pens and ink on the imperial desk. Please draw one and I will appreciate it."

Drawing...

She was a little embarrassed. She had used pencil before, but a brush...

But since she could go to the imperial case, she agreed reluctantly.

She stood up and walked to the imperial desk, on which lay a memorial that had just been approved and stamped. Her eyes lingered on the bright yellow box for a few seconds.

The palace maid came over quickly, collected the letter and took it away, and spread out the rice paper for her.

She picked up the brush and dipped it in ink. She held the long pen over the paper for a long time, then took it back and thought hard, not knowing what to draw or where to start.

On the other side, he raised his fingers to a fist, supported his head and looked at her with interest, speaking with a teasing tone.

"Looking at the way Lady Shen composed the painting, I think it must be a masterpiece."

"..."

She rolled her eyes secretly and thought hard for a while, then suddenly remembered the landscapes painted by Xie Lanci. She decided to paint them as she remembered.

The pen seemed to have its own consciousness. When she told it to go east, it went west. When she wanted to draw a thin line, it went thicker.

After all the operations, the mountain turned into a dark mass, which was really abstract.

She herself felt that it did not look like the real thing, so she wanted to add a plum blossom on the edge of the cliff. The branches looked like a pair of scissors, and the petals were curved and winding, and several circles could be vaguely made out.

Perhaps she felt the picture was too monotonous, so she added a bunch of black weeds, but she failed to control the proportions well and the black weeds were taller than the mountain.

Uh...actually, except for herself, no one else can tell what the painting is about.

Finally, she couldn't bear to look at this dark mess anymore.

Just as she was about to crumple the paper and start over, someone stood behind her and took the drawing paper away before she could.

Shen Yueyao stood up and turned the picture to the side, only to find him behind her. A slight blush appeared on her face, and she was about to reach out to take it back.

Jing Ruzhang has been taught calligraphy and painting by famous teachers since he was young. He has never seen such a masterpiece in his life, so how can he not appreciate it?

He raised his hand to hold up the drawing paper and looked at it carefully. Shen Yueyao stood on tiptoe, lightly jumped upwards twice and was about to grab it. He freed one hand, pinched her waist, and pushed her back to the throne.

"Why is a pregnant woman dancing randomly?"

Shen Yueyao quickly stammered, "This, this, this is not finished yet, give it back to me."

He picked up the painting and spread it on the imperial desk, then supported himself on the edge of the table with both hands, trapped her in his arms, and sighed.

"Ms. Shen's painting skills are so exquisite. Who is her teacher? What school of painting is she from?"

Shen Yueyao has always been a bold person, but this was tantamount to showing her stroke-like dance in front of others. An inexplicable sense of shame suddenly surged up at an inappropriate time.

From his point of view, I saw that his earlobe was slightly red, a small red spot, but inexplicably arousing.

Shen Yueyao's eyes moved around in panic as she tried to make amends.

"I am... an abstract artist, focusing on an artistic conception."

"I am so ignorant that I have never heard of such a faction."

Shen Yueyao was too lazy to talk to him, so she stood up and was about to leave, but he did not pull his hand back or look up at him.

But I saw the corners of his mouth raised, leisurely and calm, with twinkling lights in his eyes, suddenly creating a sparkling scene.

Shen Yueyao was stunned, and he smiled. It turned out that this was what it felt like to have the bright moon in one's arms, and she could actually see it.

He lowered his head, and their breathing intertwined. Shen Yueyao saw the light in his eyes gradually becoming hotter, and he stared at the tiny streams of light in her eyes that quickly condensed and floated.

Shen Yueyao turned her head away inconspicuously and fixed her gaze on the bright yellow box.

He reached out and grasped her small jaw, turned her over, pressed his fingertips on her soft and plump lips, lowered his head and kissed her, biting the edge of her bright red lips and pecking at them lightly.

Shen Yueyao wanted to hide backwards, but he put his arms around her waist and held her in his arms, holding the back of her neck with one hand to prevent her from moving.

Jin'er covered her mouth, turned around and walked out with a red face.

You can’t look at this, you can’t look at this, shame on you!

......

Outside the palace, flowers and willows are shining, and birds are whispering, telling secrets that people cannot understand.

Shen Yueyao was sitting at a small desk, copying a piece of calligraphy attentively, when Jin'er came in carrying a basket of flower petals.

She glanced at them calmly and asked, "Why did you pick so many flowers?"

Jin'er came over and bowed, "I didn't pick them. Dong'er and I picked them up in the yard. It was windy last night and the petals were all over the ground. I thought the master couldn't stand those strong scents, so I picked some fragrant petals to make a few sachets."

Shen Yueyao had always praised her for her cleverness and dexterity, and suddenly thought of what she heard outside the kitchen that day.

This girl has a miserable life. I can't let her stay in this palace with me for the rest of her life.

The eunuch outside the palace came in and saluted, "Master Shen, Princess Mingxuan said she wants to see you."

Shen Yueyao paused after hearing this, put down her pen, and looked out the window at Yun.

Thinking that the sun was nice and she had sat long enough, she wanted to go out for a walk. Princess Mingxuan had been completely convinced by her since she lost the game last time, and the two of them had a frank chat for a while.

Mingxuan is also a straightforward person who dares to love and hate. Although she likes Jing Ruzhang in her heart, she does not intend to deny her debt if she loses.

Unlike those people in the palace who were scheming and cunning, she stood up and walked out of the hall. Jin'er hurriedly put down the flower basket in her hand and followed her.

Mingxuan raised her hand and waved to her enthusiastically when she saw her from afar. She was wearing two bracelets with bells on her wrists today. Shen Yueyao was dazed for a moment when she heard that.

I suddenly thought of Xu Niannian. She also had a bracelet with bells hanging on it. She said she lost it at that time, and I don't know where it is...

"Hey, Shen Yueyao, you're finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Shen Yueyao smiled apologetically and said, "I'm so sorry for keeping you waiting for so long, Princess."

"I'm going back to Beishuo. I don't have many friends in the palace. I want to hang out with you for a while."

Shen Yueyao readily said, "I'm happy to accompany you."

She took Mingxuan for a walk in the palace, and Shen Yueyao told her a lot about the customs and culture of Dajin. When they arrived at a rockery in the imperial garden, the two sat on the rocks.

Mingxuan picked up two small stones and threw them into the clear pond out of boredom, scaring the koi carps into running around.

"Your harem in Dajin is too boring. You have to follow the rules when you wear clothes, when you walk, and when you eat. It's too boring. It's not like the freedom we have in Beishuo. Although the emperor is good-looking, it would be better to kill me than to let me stay here and follow these deadly rules every day."

"Isn't it? So it was wise for the princess not to stay."

Mingxuan looked at her with a pair of cunning eyes.

"Why don't you come with me? I'll elope with you."

"..."