The imperial concubine favors the crown of the harem

The emperor deliberately breathed into Lin Wanyi's ear.

That thick breath made Lin Wanyi's cheeks turn red instantly, even if she is a fool, she knows what the emperor wants to do!

So he took out the excuse he always used and evaded it.

"The concubine's body is still drinking medicine, please...please respect yourself."

"Self-respect?"

A deep sneer spit out from the throat.

"I dote on my concubine, when did I lose my self-respect?"

After saying this, Lin Wanyi was picked up in a swish, and by the time she realized it, she was already lying on the bed.

The person on her body started to unbutton her skirt in a hurry, even Lin Wanyi felt a little rude.

"It's too late to wear the eighteen-button pipa lapel today."

Lin Wanyi was choked and speechless.

It turned out that the emperor knew everything.

It was really a waste of her painstaking preparations.

The summer evening wind blows a pool of spring water in Lianhu Lake.

Day two.

When Lin Wanyi woke up, she saw that it was already bright outside.

The sunlight from outside the room shone in through the bright window, and a burner of incense was placed on the desk, which was also illuminated with golden light at this moment.

The person next to the pillow was still soundly asleep.

Breathing out evenly, Lin Wanyi looked sideways at the emperor.

This angle seems to have never been seen before.

The emperor's brow and nose bones were well formed, tall but not obtrusive.

The sword eyebrows enter the temples, and the ink hair is like a waterfall.

It's just that the brows and eyes are always wrinkled habitually, and there are already some faint traces.

Lin Wanyi suddenly had an image of an old man who "worked hard for the country and devoted himself to everything".

Unable to hold back for a moment, he poofed out.

The emperor's dream was disturbed by her.

When I opened my eyes, I was a little impatient.

But that emotion was quickly suppressed.

"Is Your Majesty going to get up?"

"Ah."

Lin Wanyi heard his answer, and was getting ready to serve her.

The emperor turned over and pressed her under him again, with his whole head leaning on her, motionless.

There were two strands of hair floating on her face, itching.

She wanted to reach out to grab it, but the emperor clasped his fingers tightly and said in a low voice.

"Don't move, let me lean on for a while."

After hearing this, Lin Wanyi even breathed calmly.

I don't know why, but from this angle, his head looks like Cher's white hair.

Yes, Cher White is actually a pure black puppy.

The reason for this name is probably Lin Wanyi's rebellion.

He was allowed to rub for a long time, until Lin Wanyi felt as if a boulder had been crushed in her chest, so she gently pushed her.

"Your Majesty, the concubine can't take it anymore."

Hearing this voice, the emperor stood up reluctantly.

There seemed to be some sadness in the eyes, as if it meant that Lin Wanyi disturbed his elegant mood.

Lin Wanyi couldn't laugh or cry.

Where is this?

The two got up and had someone serve them to freshen up.

Today's emperor is free and doesn't have to go to Zepingzhou to deal with political affairs.

So I plan to stay in Huifang Yayuan and "muddle" around.

The second prince originally came over early in the morning, intending to have dinner with Lin Wanyi.

When he learned that the emperor was staying here and hadn't gotten up yet, the little eyes wandered around.

With an expression that I understand, I took Madam Du back to the backyard.

The ingenious toy and the notebook that Lin Wanyi gave him are what he is most interested in now.

Even if he stayed in the yard all day without going out, he still couldn't get enough of it.

Even with many words on the handbook, I gradually became familiar with them.

At first, when he didn't understand something, he would run to the front yard to ask Lin Wanyi.

Later, he accidentally learned that Madam Du could also read and write, so he stopped looking far away.

Therefore, Madam Du taught him to recognize less than half of the characters in the handbook.

The emperor and Lin Wanyi didn't know that the second prince had been here.

It was already time, and the two of them began to have breakfast.

Fresh soy milk is paired with Linglong buns just out of the cage. The dough of the buns is light pink. If you eat carefully, you can tell that the dough is made of peach juice.

It tastes unique and looks good.

Chun Qi is really talented in studying food.

The emperor and Lin Wanyi used two small drawers together, but still felt that it was not enough.

But thinking of this hour, it's better to eat less.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to use up the lunch later.

After breakfast, the emperor is in high spirits today.

He went straight to the desk of the book and asked Dong Yuzhong to start studying ink.

Lin Wanyi was curious, except for the time when she named Xianyi Hall, she had never seen the emperor write in her room.

So he asked.

"Your Majesty, are you planning to write?"

"No, I see that the middle of your room is empty and lacks a painting, so I made one for you."

That appearance, that expression, as if his paintings are masterpieces of famous people through the ages, he is extraordinarily proud.

Lin Wanyi had never heard that the emperor was good at painting, so she had some anticipation in her eyes.

I saw him pick up the pen and start to outline the landscape painting.

With just a few strokes, there is already a hidden courage to swallow mountains and rivers.

Sure enough, the emperor is the emperor, even the style of painting is different from others.

Suddenly remembered something, and walked outside quickly.

After a while, a small jar of water was brought in, and a few green pine needles were placed in it.

Then he took over Mo Bing who Dong Yuzhong was grinding ink, poured some water into it, and began to grind it carefully.

"What are you doing?"

"The maid and concubine mixed the ink with the water from the green pine needles, and the landscapes painted will be lush."

This is a clever idea.

"Who taught you this method?"

"Grandfather, his old man also likes to write and draw when he has nothing to do on weekdays."

old man!
Lin Wanyi is very good at metaphors.

Time passed extremely fast.

An hour flies by.

And the emperor's painting speed also made Lin Wanyi a little amazed.

How could it be done so quickly?
After the last stroke was mentioned, the emperor had a rare smile on his face.

In the painting, there are clouds and mists, steep mountains, and an occasional welcoming pine standing on the top of the mountain.

Looking to the left side of the painting, there is actually a small courtyard living by the water.

There is a wooden bridge built in front of the gate, with gentle water flow and peaceful charm.

Lin Wanyi thought the emperor was just talking, but she didn't expect it to be so powerful.

This Lingnan landscape painting was completed in one go.

"Far away, there is a slanting stone path on the cold mountain, and there are people in the depths of the white clouds."

When she saw this painting, her first reaction was this.

Therefore, it is blurted out.

The emperor glanced at her and smiled slightly.

Passing the pen into her hand, she said slowly.

"You come to inscribe this word. Last time I saw the Buddhist scriptures you copied. The words are very beautiful."

Lin Wanyi was surprised, why is everything so coincidental?

But there was no evasion, and the inscription was written on the upper right corner of the painting.