Life simulator, start with a maid

Chapter 52
Although the heart has long been prepared.

But when Lin Lang went to the small pavilion, she was still taken aback.

The woman in a crimson plain dress, with black hair like satin, has no accessories on it, only an ebony hairpin is loosely tied, revealing a dignified color like yellow sand stained with blood in her simple elegance.

She was barefoot, lying face down quietly on the stone table.

A wine jug at hand was overturned, and the wine was mixed with ink and twisted, staining the clothes and the thin rice paper, leaving a series of mottled marks...

The smell of wine is strong, and when the evening wind blows, it fills this small square.

This empress came here in the middle of the night, but she didn't even have a palace servant by her side.

Lin Lang sighed softly, took out the bowl of pear soup in the food box that was originally prepared for Mrs. Qu, and walked over.

I wanted to sober her up.

But just as he stretched out his hand, the woman in scarlet clothes who was lying on the table suddenly raised her head, and quickly clasped her wrist.

"doing what?"

Her voice was as clear as frost, with a hint of hoarseness after drunkenness.

A pair of hazy phoenix eyes are sharp, different from the soft and delicate flowers raised in the boudoir, but have the coldness of a long sword drawn out of its sheath.

When Lin Lang saw her handsome face clearly, she was taken aback for a moment.

Before she could speak, the woman's eyes fell on the bowl of pear juice in her hand.

After only stopping for a moment, he seemed to understand something, took it very naturally, and drank it in one gulp like a dull wine.

"tasty."

Xie Zhaoyi stuffed the empty bowl back into her hand, and said bluntly, "Help me put away these pens and ink."

It was the first time Lin Lang had seen such a straightforward woman, at least in the harem.

For a moment, I really didn't know what to say, I just silently cleaned up those pens, inks and papers for her.

The rice paper scattered on the table was covered in wine and ink, making it a black mess.But it can still be seen that a circle is drawn on each sheet.

At first glance, the painter has no basic skills, his technique is simple and rough, and his brushwork is very uninhibited.

When ordinary people see such a pile of circles, they probably don't know what they are, but Lin Lang reacted after a little thought.

She looked at the rare full moon in the sky, sighed softly and asked, "The little master drew the moon?"

Xie Ying was leaning halfway on the fence drunkenly, her figure was much taller than ordinary women, with a sharp youthful look.

She closed her eyes when she heard the words, leaned back a little, and there was a hint of secret emotional ups and downs in her low voice.

"It's the moon. It's a pity that I don't know how to draw. I can't draw what the moon looks like when it's full. Little girl, can you draw? If you can, please help me draw a picture."

"it is good."

Lin Lang picked up the brush, and picked out a better piece of paper with only wine stains from the pile of stained rice paper.

The ink table has been overturned, so naturally there is no ink available at the moment.

So, she simply stained the poured ink mixed with wine on the stone table.

It is intended to be written first, and then scattered.The full moon at this moment will soon appear vivid on the paper, lifelike.

Lin Lang put down the brush, and handed the picture of a full moon with fresh ink to Xie Zhaoyi.

The other party held it and looked at it for a long time, something that was not obvious but secretly turbulent was stirring in the depths of his eyes, and the person watching was very depressed.

After a long time, she asked, "What's your name? Which palace?"

"My servant, Lin Lang, is the maid of Lianyue Palace." Lin Lang cleaned up the table and reached out to support her, "My lord is very drunk, my servant will send you back first."

(End of this chapter)