Merchant's daughter is not a concubine

Chapter 11
"I only went there at noon. Like us, it's dry goods."

"There are in Jingxin Garden." Qiu'er had a flash of inspiration, "I passed by Magpie Bridge today and saw Jingsi picking lotus."

"Really? Go!"

Qiu'er responded and ran to Jingxin Garden holding an umbrella.When the night guard maid in Jingxin Garden heard that she wanted lotus seeds, she rolled her eyes: "There are some tender lotus leaves left, but the lotus seeds have been used up. There is still a cup of lotus seed soup, do you want it?"

"Then give me a cup." It's better to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor than to go back empty-handed!Qiu'er stuffed the maid with a string of copper coins in a smart way: "Don't talk about tonight's affairs."

"Don't worry." The servant girl counted the copper plates and smiled: "This cup was packed right out of the oven, and it has been burning on the stove. It was originally reserved for the princess as a supper, but the princess didn't ask for it after she fell asleep. I took it out secretly, so why would I go around saying no? Tomorrow, sister Jingwen remembers to ask one more question, I just presume that it is broken and just throw it away."

Qiu'er came back with a cup of lotus seed soup, the cook frowned: "Is this edible?" She poured out a little to pay for it, and her eyes lit up: "Steam hot, put it with the supper I cooked."

The supper was brought up, Song Zhuo took a bite of jujube cake, and then paid for lotus seed soup.As soon as the lotus seed soup is in the mouth, a fresh lotus fragrance will permeate the heart and spleen.

Song Zhuo remembered the faint fragrance when he walked across the magpie bridge during the day.Looking back gently, the young girl half-embracing the lotus and half-covering her face, her brows drooping, is tender and charming.

Song Zhuo curled his lips into a smile, and his exquisite eyebrows were touching under the light: "I know what's missing."

"What's missing?" Qingfeng said.

Song Zhuo smiled but didn't answer, and went to the desk, rolled up his sleeves and raised his pen.With just a few outlines, today's group of people picking lotus come alive in the painting, especially the girl half-embracing the lotus on the magpie bridge, with her downcast eyes and brows fully showing the youthfulness and tenderness of the girl's cardamom years.

Qingfeng Qinghe looked at Song Zhuo's few brushstrokes, which made the originally quiet and beautiful picture of green leaves and pink lotus lively and fragrant, but the whole lotus pond became the background, and the brilliance gathered on the little girl holding the lotus leaf and lotus flower.

In the right corner, there is an extremely romantic and unrestrained Kuangcao writing: Yuhuan has a pink top and a green sky, half hugging Han Ou and half drooping eyes. ___ "Thousands of Charms and Hundred Lotuses".

Writing with a pen and stamping his big seal, Song Zhuo pursed his lips in satisfaction: "Qingfeng, put away the ink after it dries, and send it to King Kang tomorrow." He strode towards the bedroom.

Qingfeng Qinghe put away his pen and inkstone, Qinghe asked: "Who is the girl in the painting, I have never seen it before."

Qingfeng laughed: "The one I bumped into on the Magpie Bridge today is the legendary girl Ningbiao."

"It's only half a day since I came here and I'm running around restlessly, and I have a chance encounter with our son, I'm afraid it's not a worry-free master." Qinghe's eyes widened: "The terrible thing is, our royal highness is not interested? Otherwise, how can we take her away?" Draw it on."

"Nonsense!" Qingfeng said angrily, "I don't know if that cousin girl is safe or not, but the prince must not have taken a fancy to her, otherwise how could he give her painting to King Kang. It's not like you don't know our master, the most casual The sex is free and easy, he just painted it because he thought the picture was good-looking, it has nothing to do with love."

To a certain extent, Qingfeng is the real emperor!

"It's not good to give the portrait of Miss Ning Biao to a foreigner?" Qing He said.

Qingfeng spat at him: "Is our son so worthless? You haven't seen Miss Ningbiao in person, of course, I haven't seen either, I just saw half of her face, with her head down, His Highness only drew It shows her a bit of charm, and the painting is small, occupying a small corner and covering half of her face. If you don't know it, even if Miss Ningbiao is standing next to the painting, you may not be able to see that it is her. How can this be considered? It's her portrait."

(End of this chapter)