Acacia, don't be negative

Chapter 604 Let's try
Ye Song was stunned.From her body, it seems to see the shadow of her back then.Now she has lost the original xinxing, but she just doesn't know if Su Ruoqing, who is far away in the palace, is still clinging to this xinxing.

"Why didn't the princess speak?"

Ye Song looked at her and said, "I have thought of you before; I have done stupid things like you before."

Now it was Wang Zhanyue's turn to be stunned, and said, "Is it because of the prince?"

Ye Song shook his head and said, "No."

But Wang Zhanyue didn't continue to ask, but smiled and said: "Since it's not, then it's okay. Since the princess can meet the prince who really loves and spoils you, why are you worried that I will not meet you if I do this?" where?"

Ye Song looked at her expression carefully, and said, "Then what do you think of Su Jing, the virtuous king?"

Sure enough, Wang Zhanyue's pupils shrank.

Ye Song waited for a while, and Wang Zhanyue was also silent for a while.Ye Song asked, "Why don't you speak?"

"The virtuous king." Wang Zhanyue said hesitantly, "it's natural that the talent is unparalleled in the world."

Ye Song didn't ask any further, but said: "The current emperor and the virtuous king are brothers. Since Ms. Wang thinks the virtuous king is very good, the emperor is as good as he is. Then why are you still unwilling to enter the palace through drafts?" , is it because you don’t want to serve a husband with her?”

Wang Zhanyue said: "It is very common for men to have three wives and four concubines in Beixia. How dare Zhanyue imagine that the future husband will only be Zhanyue. I am not as lucky as the princess."

"Which woman doesn't want to be a couple for the rest of her life?" Ye Song said with a smile, "I'm so lucky that I met you by accident. You feel very uncomfortable?"

Wang Zhanyue pursed her lips and said: "Not at all. On the contrary, I admire the princess very much. No matter how good the fortune is, I earned it myself. The deeds of the princess and the virtuous king have been passed down as a good story in Beixia. The women in the country are the most admired by Zhanyue. I have nothing to say about the marriage between the princess and the virtuous king. It's just..."

"Just what?"

Wang Zhanyue looked at Ye Song coldly, and said: "If it were someone else, no matter whether it was true or not, I would be disqualified to avoid suspicion, but the princess not only did not do this, but at this time Give me good advice, it seems that the princess really wants me to run for the election. The princess also specifically mentioned the virtuous king. I had a relationship with the virtuous king earlier, and it happened that the virtuous king also attended a poetry meeting, passing by the lake Fortunately, he gave me a hand, otherwise I would accidentally fall into the water, I have always been grateful. Now the princess must know, so earnest, what are you afraid of?"

Ye Song said with great interest: "What do you think I'm afraid of? I want you to participate in the audition, but I just like you. With Miss Wang's temper, I don't need to worry about anything at all. Besides, you and I are not relatives. So, do you think that I let you participate in the draft for your consideration? The emperor issued an edict that this matter is in charge of the virtuous king. Of course I want to help him with this matter, and it is for his consideration. Bei Xia There is no shortage of beautiful women, but I think there must be no women like you around the emperor. The beautiful women selected by Gusu should be the best. What kind of person do you think the emperor is?"

Wang Zhanyue said: "It's a wise king, a sage king."

Ye Songdao: "You only see this. He is still the most honorable man in the world. He has a gentle temperament, looks handsome, and has a dark belly. Apart from spending a certain amount of time every day reviewing memorials and handling political affairs, he likes to spend a lot of time on weekdays. Two-handed chess, like reading and writing, like drinking tea and painting; like fishing in spare time, cook fish soup by yourself; when sick, like to be accompanied by people to eat, like to listen to people tell stories when sleeping," she narrated these calmly, Wang Zhanyue was stunned, and Ye Song looked at her and smiled slightly, "He is good at everything, but he is very lonely. I chose someone for my husband who might be his favorite in the future, and half of them were really for him. OK. Do you think I'm picking the wrong guy?"

Wang Zhanyue was dumbfounded.She also likes to play chess, and she also likes to read, write, drink tea and draw pictures. She likes to watch from the sidelines when her father is fishing; she also likes to have dinner with her when she is sick, and listen to stories when she sleeps. This is not a king, just an ordinary people.

Ye Song got up, brushed the corner of his skirt, walked out of the room, looked at the beautiful scene outside, squinted his eyes and said: "Even if you don't want to, don't do something stupid. If I choose the wrong person, you won't be like this Resisted, do you have a sweetheart?"

Wang Zhanyue was stunned for a moment, and said, "It doesn't count."

"Then there is no," Ye Song sighed, "Since there is no, why don't you try it. Even if you give up this time, you may have to marry someone you have never met in the future due to the orders of your parents and the words of the matchmaker. Man. You may really love him in the future. Your family has no interest in the imperial power. You are willing to accompany him in the harem; I don’t think about how far you can do it. It can relieve his loneliness .When you see him in person when you enter Beijing, if you still don’t want to, he will definitely not be a person who makes things difficult for others, and will let you come back intact. You also said that he is a wise king.”

Wang Zhanyue asked: "Why do you know so much?"

Ye Song said indifferently: "Probably because he is also my imperial brother. There are still two days left, you should think carefully."

Afterwards, Wang Zhanyue did not use any more aggressive methods to refuse to run for the election, and the nanny successfully performed a physical examination for her.Perhaps she had listened to Ye Song's words and was thinking about it carefully.

As a result, the day before, Wang Zhanyue asked to see Ye Song, and the first thing she said was: "Can you show me the portrait of the emperor? He must have seen my portrait before seeing me, so It is understandable for me to look at his portrait before deciding whether to go or not."

Ye Song said with a half-smile, "You really dare to raise conditions, it's really disrespectful."

Wang Zhanyue insisted: "Marriage is a trifling matter. For the emperor, it may be just choosing a concubine, which is dispensable, but for me, it is choosing a man who will accompany me for the rest of my life."

Ye Song readily agreed: "Okay, I'll send someone to take it to you at night."

But in fact, she didn't have Su Ruoqing's portrait in her hand.Apart from Su Ruoqing himself, who else in Quanbeixia would dare to draw his portrait and secretly hide it in his hands?But since she promised Wang Zhanyue, she must do it.

So she dragged Su Jing into the study and asked him to draw a picture temporarily.Su Jing's wonderful brushwork, this is not a problem at all.

When Su Jing was laying out the drawing paper, Ye Song was studying ink. Su Ruoqing wore black clothes except for the dragon robe, so there was no need to study colored ink at all. Ordinary black ink was more than enough to draw Su Ruoqing in normal times.

Su Jing played with taste: "Baby, you really know how to pick people. This time I picked a person who opened his mouth and asked for the portrait of the emperor. I have only heard that the emperor chooses the concubine, but I have never heard that the concubine chooses the emperor. This is a private painting. If the emperor's portrait is known, he will be imprisoned."

"Stop talking nonsense, do you want to paint or not?"

"Painting, of course I have to paint! My daughter-in-law says she wants to paint, not to mention going to jail, I will paint even if my head is beheaded!" Su Jing vowed, "It's just that the paintings for her husband are very precious. If you don't spread them out, you can take them." Go show that Miss Wang and take it back."

"I know." Ye Song was amused by him, with a smile on his face.

Su Jing waved her sleeves and began to draw a pen. After drawing a rough outline, she said, "Do you think my husband should be better-looking or uglier?"

Ye Song said: "If the painting is ugly, anyway, no matter how ugly it is, there is nowhere to be seen."

Su Jing was a little serious after hearing this, and raised her head to look at her: "Then what do you think of her as a husband?"

Ye Song couldn't understand his urination better, so he said casually, "No matter how ugly you are, you still look good."

Su Jing was very satisfied, she continued to draw, and said with a smile, "Madam understands me."

It took two hours to paint this portrait of Su Ruoqing. Su Jing's painting was so-so, but Su Ruoqing in the painting was still vivid and lifelike.He was dressed in black and sat under the slanted window. There was a chessboard in front of him. There were black and white chess pieces strewn about. Su Ruoqing was holding a white chess piece in his hand, resting his chin on the back of his hand, and lowered his eyebrows in thought.On the window lattice, a thrush bird was docked. The scenery outside the window was lonely and the artistic conception was very lofty.

Ye Song glanced at it hastily, and asked Su Jing: "Are you sure you are painting the emperor in an ugly way?"

Su Jing's fingers were mixed with the fragrance of ink, she hugged Ye Song's shoulders, and said with a smile: "It can't be helped, who made Wei's painting skills superb? It's already ugly."

In the afternoon, the painting was hanging in the study, waiting for the ink to dry.Ye Song had nothing to do, just happened to buy some fresh chestnuts from the palace, boiled them in clear water, peeled the shells and sanded the ground, sat under the tree with Su Jing, and fed him.

Su Jing threw tiny chestnut crumbs into the pond, attracting a group of fish to chase after it.

Su Jing was lying on the recliner again, holding Ye Song in her arms, eyes closed, and the thick leaves above her head still inevitably left mottled light spots on his fair face. The taste of the chestnut, said with emotion: "This year's chestnut is really sweet."

Ye Song looked at the fish wagging their tails in the pond, his eyes were also smiling, and he said, "Don't you think it's sweet before?"

Su Jing said: "Before, no one peeled it to me like this, so I didn't eat it, so I don't know if it was sweet before."

Ye Song stuffed another one into his mouth, and said softly: "From then on, I will peel it for you every year, and then you can tell me which year is the sweetest."

Even if they were lying close to each other, Su Jing and Ye Song could lie down for an entire afternoon, feeling that time was running fast.

Before I knew it, it was getting dark, and the ink on the painting in the study was dry.Ye Song rolled it up and sent it to Wang Zhanyue himself.Su Jing was more thoughtful, and this remark still cannot be spread outside at will, she still wants to take it back after showing it to Wang Zhanyue.

By the weak candlelight, Wang Zhanyue looked at it for a while, didn't say whether it was good or not, so he exchanged it with Ye Song, saying: "You can tell at a glance that this is from the handwriting of the prince. Zhanyue is really lucky in three lives."

(End of this chapter)