The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 13 Painting
"Yes." Yi Ren said, raised his face, and looked at him with a smile: "If I don't come, how can I see you?"

Pei Ruochen was stunned when he heard the words, then smiled and said, "I also thought the flower hall was too noisy, so I hid here, but I didn't expect to meet the princess."

Yi Ren smiled cutely, then waved the branch, and said, "Do you know what is the use of observing proportions?"

"What's the use?" Pei Ruochen asked with great interest.

"Painting." Yi Ren blinked, stared at him and asked, "Can I make a painting for you?"

Pei Ruochen seemed a little surprised, his slender eyes bent upward lightly. "OK."

Then Yi Ren jumped up, changed his lazy demeanor, and started pretending...

—began to undress.

Pei Ruochen was caught off guard, and quickly reached out to stop her, and asked amusedly, "Why..."

"Be a canvas." As Yi Ren said, she had already taken off the pink gown that she was wearing outside, leaving only a close-fitting short mattress. Pei Ruochen was slightly stunned, but Yi Ren didn't notice it at all. I found a piece of black charcoal somewhere, and I planned to start work.

"Stand there, don't move." Yi Ren spread out the clothes.Put it on the stone table and start to hook it with black charcoal.

Pei Ruochen couldn't move forward or retreat, so he could only lean on the stone pillar by the pavilion and look at her in a puzzled way.

Do you paint without a brush?

He smiled wryly and followed her.

I don't know how long it took, the sun slowly set to the west, the bright sunlight gradually dimmed, Yi Ren also entered the state, the expression on his face was unexpectedly focused.So much so that Pei Ruochen wanted to ask questions several times, but was overwhelmed by her expression, and swallowed the question abruptly.

When the painting was almost finished, Yi Ren raised his head and praised while retouching the details: "Pei Ruochen, your face is really perfect."

Especially in the current appearance, leaning against the stone pillar with interlaced light and shadow, the dappled light on his face makes his face look more three-dimensional, like a perfect plaster statue.

If I used him as a model to draw illustrations back then, I might really be Bill Gates or something.

It was rare for Pei Ruochen to hear a woman express her feelings so bluntly, so she didn't know how to react, and it took a long time before she replied: "My lord is the most beautiful man in heaven..."

"He Lanxue?" Yi Ren stopped writing when he heard the words, tilted his head and thought for a while, "It's okay—but, I almost forgot what he looks like."

As soon as her words fell, Pei Ruochen immediately looked dumbfounded, and pointed to Yi Ren's back.

Yi Ren knew that something was wrong, and before he could turn around, He Lanxue's gloomy voice sounded:
"Love, concubine, have you forgotten what this king looks like?"

The word 'love concubine' almost meant gnashing one's teeth.

Yi Ren hurriedly put away the 'canvas' in front of her, turned around and innocently looked at He Lanxue who came from the sky, and said hello in a daze: "My lord, why are you here?"

After taking a look, Yi Ren changed the question again: "Why are you here?"

The people who came were not only He Lanxue, but also the three concubines he was favoring now, but Yi Ren never cared about world affairs, so she didn't know the names of any of the three concubines.

The scene suddenly became embarrassing, Pei Ruochen coughed a few times, Rao Pianpian, he couldn't make things right now.

It was He Lanxue who laughed first, raised the wine glass in his hand, and respected Pei Ruochen from a distance: "Ruochen, I made a bet with them that you must have come here to find yourselves. Sure enough, you guessed right. Come on, run away. One cup."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three concubines behind him had already graciously handed over the jug.

(End of this chapter)