The days of eating and drinking: The Biography of the Silly Concubine

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The feeling of missing a person turns out to be like this, wherever he used to be, it seems to be able to smell his breath.

Mo Xiaoqiu involuntarily walked upstairs.

Stepping on the wooden stairs, looking down, I felt a little bit secretly happy, I didn't expect Xinxi to be such a person with connotations, and in his bones, he still loves quietness.According to the old slave, Panxi used to spend the night here often, which also shows that he personally likes this pavilion very much.

Going up to the second floor, the smell of books is stronger at a glance. [

Right in front, there are two large bookshelves.

Incense burner table, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and scrolls of calligraphy and painting.

On the wall, there are also several paintings and calligraphy with green mountains and green waters, filled with smoke and waves, like a fairyland.Any one of them, in modern times, must be priceless.

Suddenly, Mo Xiaoqiu was attracted by a picture of a beautiful woman in the center.

people who feel beautiful...

It is not the kind of beauty that can overwhelm the city and the country, it is just a kind of beauty that makes people deeply attracted by the people in the painting just by looking at it.

The person in the painting has a slightly sideways body and cheeks, which is unusually delicate and elegant, and it is not that kind of spotless and refined beauty, I can't say it, or it is the lazy, boring, calm expression revealed by the person's eyebrows in the painting, And indifferent, there is also a kind of deep and ghostly charm, not only ancient times, but also modern women rarely have such eyes...

Suddenly, Mo Xiaoqiu felt that this feeling was very familiar.

I feel inexplicable, as if I have seen the person in the painting.

Ancient paintings are not like today's cameras after all.

Mo Xiaoqiu looked at it carefully, thinking about it seriously, the more he looked at it, the more he felt familiar, and then he looked at the signature... There was only a red seal, but there was no signature.She had seen that seal before, it was the prince's seal that Zanxi usually carried with her.

Could it be that this painting was painted by Xinxi?

When Mo Xiaoqiu thought of this, he was very pleasantly surprised. He didn't expect him to have this talent.I am very happy.

Suddenly, her expression froze...

people in the painting...

She is...she is...Sister Ying? !