Confused country poison concubine

Chapter 518 The Great Rebellion (2)
She lay on the ground for a while, smelling the pleasant fragrance of his body, and suddenly said: "Ah Chu, are you tired? Sleep for a while, I will watch over you, and I will leave when you fall asleep."

There are a lot of troubles, if you want to move the Mantra Palace, you need to plan carefully, these days I'm afraid they can only come and go in such a hurry.

Baili Chu smiled, then closed his eyes: "Yes."

An hour later, when Qiu Yebai raised his head, he saw that Bai Lichu was already asleep, his breathing was shallow and even, and his whole body was as quiet as ice and snow.

Her eyes lighted up with gentle ripples, and she gently kissed him on the forehead, then pulled the quilt for him, and then turned around to go out, and told the crane guards outside the door not to let anyone in casually after arguing with Bailichu, She just left.

But the moment the palace door closed, the person who had been sleeping peacefully on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

"Come on."

The door was pushed open, and then Shuangbai walked in: "Your Highness."

Baili Chu sat up and said coldly, "Where is Yibai?"

Shuangbai thought for a while, and said, "He went with the great lama to get the medicine."

Baili Chu's eyes were cold and cold: "Why did he look at that old fellow Ran Deng, and let her stir up trouble under his nose!"

Shuangbai was taken aback for a moment, then remembered that Qiuyebai had come here just now, and then thought about the case that Qiuyebai was busy with recently, and immediately understood: "Your Highness, you are saying that the missing women in the capital are all the work of Mantra Palace and Randeng ?!"

Why did the old woman catch so many girls?
He looked at Baili Chu's cold and sneering eyes, he couldn't see a trace of a smile in them, only boundless gloom, his heart trembled slightly, although the master was very pampering and protective towards them, he was never stingy.

But for those who do not do things well, the punishment is also extremely severe.

Shuangbai immediately said: "This subordinate will immediately lead someone..."

"No need." Baili Chu interrupted him coldly: "This palace has its own decision on this matter, you have someone send Baili Lingyu over."

Shuangbai immediately lowered his head and said respectfully: "Yes."

He was about to retreat, but suddenly found that there was a snow-white robe in front of him, and at the same time, a cold hand gently brushed his throat.

"Tell Yibai, there will be no next time, I have never been very patient."

Shuangbai only felt that the cold air brushing his throat was about to spread into his blood vessels, making his heart icy cold, and then he replied blankly: "Yes."

When he raised his head again, the robe was gone, and the bed curtain swayed slightly, vaguely hiding the dark and strange figure behind the curtain.

Shuangbai backed out of the hall with some numbness, and a cool breeze blew past him, and he just woke up a little bit.

"Master Shuangbai, what's the matter with you?" He Wei outside the door looked at him with a strange expression.

Shuangbai shook his head, smiled wryly, turned around and passed on to the third prince.

Someone angered His Highness, and it seems that things will change again.

Yonghe Palace

Spring has come, everything is awakened, light green is beginning to grow.

Baili Lingyu turned away from the left and right in a rare good mood. At this time, he was concentrating on drawing in front of the desk. When he suddenly turned his face, he saw a pale and cold face like a ghost in front of him. He was familiar with the exquisite black hat and white shirt. , He was sent to hell, and he froze instantly.

"Master has an order, let you go, immediately."

Baili Lingyu looked pale, feeling that all the good mood disappeared in an instant, but he put down his brush and said calmly: "Okay, I will change my clothes and go."

That Hewei still stood outside the window, looking at him expressionlessly.

Baili Lingyu turned around, with an expression of forbearance and pain on his face, then he clenched his fists, went to get his outer shirt and put it on again, and after sorting it out, he said lightly to the crane guard: " let's go."

"See Your Highness Sheguo." Baili Lingyu bowed respectfully to the figure inside outside the bed curtain.

The crane guards retreated voluntarily, leaving only Shuangbai rubbing ink on one side of the case.

"Why be so polite, third brother, you and I are our own people." Bailichu's cool voice sounded from behind the curtain.

Baili Lingyu said respectfully: "I heard that you have been ill recently, and my younger brother dare not bother you. I wonder why you summoned my younger brother?"

"Ling Yu, you are good at drawing and calligraphy. On the black market, what you draw and write under the pen name of Mr. Shanshui can be sold for thousands of dollars."

Baili Chu said leisurely: "I haven't seen you painting for some time, and I feel better today. I suddenly saw the fresh green outside the window, so I wanted to see you painting."

When Baili Lingyu heard that he knew the pseudonym he used outside, he froze for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to deny it, but he paused for a moment, and his heart suddenly became clear again, what is everything in this palace to that person? is it secret?
He smiled wryly in his heart, but on his face he said calmly: "You are absurd, but it was just picked up by others at will."

Bai Lichu said indifferently: "The brush and ink have been prepared, please ask Mr. Shanshui to make a picture of spring for the palace."

Baili Lingyu looked at the long table by the window, and the pen, ink and paint on the double white. Fengshen's handsome face flashed gloomy, and he clenched his fist slightly. The feeling of being regarded as a painter made him even I don't even want to draw a painting I like.

However, he knows that he will never be powerless, let alone reject the people behind the curtain.

"Yes." He nodded, sat down cross-legged, meditated, then rolled up his sleeves, picked up a pen and started drawing on paper.

The window behind him was pushed open, and the cold spring breeze poured in, bringing with it a damp breath. Although he couldn't see the scene behind him, but smelling the clear and fragrant breath made him calm down, and looked up. Concentrate on lightly drawing on the paper with your hands.

The figure inside the curtain is sitting quietly, as if in deep sleep, while Shuangbai is standing quietly with lowered eyes, as if there is no sense of existence, only the soft tip of the pen is dyed with paint and brushes over the fine rice paper in the air. sound.

The soft and gorgeous shark beaded gauze flutters and flutters like a beauty's blue silk.

About half an hour later, Baili Lingyu raised his wrist in the air, looked at his picture scroll, and smiled with satisfaction: "It's done."

Shuangbai immediately stepped forward to take the scroll on the table, shook it upright, and showed it to the people inside the curtain.

Near the painting is a quaint and simple temple half exposed, with two or three green willows beside the temple, birds chirping faintly on the trees, and catkins flying indistinctly.

The uncomplicated picture is simple and elegant, but it makes people feel peaceful and far away.

A moment later, Bailichu's cool voice came from inside the curtain: "My brother's pen and ink skills are so exquisite that it makes people feel like they are in the real world. He is worthy of the name of Mr. Shanshui."

Baili Lingyu was quite proud of this point in his heart, he said humbly: "His Royal Highness Sheguo praises it, it's just a trivial skill."

(End of this chapter)