The barbarian concubine: mistakenly provoking the evil king

At this time, the disasters in several places in Da Chu did not affect the prosperity of the capital. Late spring is a good time for spring outings. The so-called most beautiful April day in the world is not unreasonable. The clear sky is like a blue jasper. Layers of clouds are like flowers in the air. The air is filled with faint fragrance of flowers. Flowers of various colors are hidden in every corner of the imperial garden, dotted with the inner court of the harem, giving birth to a different kind of prosperity.

"Niang, it's so beautiful here. It's like the scenery in the painting. Niang, Li Zhaoyi hasn't come yet. Shall we wait for her here?" sandalwood was infected by the scenery here and even talked happily. She was in the cardamom like years, which coincided with the season of flowers. The excitement in her heart was a kind of girl's feelings.

"Well, let's wait for her and enjoy the spring here..." Fang Yusheng made an appointment with Li Ziyi to visit the garden today, so he ordered people to prepare some drinking food and utensils early and came to the agreed place in the imperial garden early. As if infected by the spring here, Fang Yusheng suddenly had a feeling that he wanted to paint.

"Sandalwood, I want to make a pair of Danqing..." Fang Yusheng finished this sentence, so he didn't say more. Since the child in her arms disappeared, Fang Yusheng's words became few and her character was not as cheerful as before. But there will be no melancholy color on your face. The feeling on her face is always so plain, as if she had seen through all this.

"Good mother, mother's painting, we haven't seen each other for a long time. We have to have a good look today..." sandalwood was very happy when she heard that her mother was going to paint. She hopes Fang Yusheng can forget all his unhappiness and do what he likes happily.

Square table, brocade, Hui ink, rice paper. The excellent Langhao Lake pen is arranged in a row on the pen holder, and all kinds of thick and thin lines can be drawn. On both sides of the rice paper are paperweights carved from white jade. White jade, with white rice paper, looks like a clean heart.

Sandalwood gently grinds the thick ink on an antique inkstone. The ink is rippling. The growth rings of the years are like the lake water thrown into stones, and the ink is integrated into the ancient ink strips layer by layer. Fang Yusheng gently lifted up a huge pen, first covered the block in his belly on rice paper, and then changed it into a fine Hao, gently embellished and carefully painted his eyebrows. A moment later, a splash of ink began to take shape.

Fang Yusheng's painting looks like a sitting master. After a little consideration, he writes angrily without hesitation. Landscape ink splashing is valuable in one go. There will be no sense of interruption under this one-time completion. The lines are natural and smooth, and the painting is like a mountain stream and water. Such a painting, in front of everyone's heart, will have a strong freshness.

After waving his pen, Fang Yusheng thought about it and wrote down the words he felt in his heart on the right side of the painting with a medium-sized Lake pen: drunk in the world of mortals, I don't know the chaos of the world of mortals. If you want to go back, it's hard to go back to Ann.

Life is alive, and the world of mortals is like autumn rain. How many people can keep feeling sad in the world of mortals? Even if you are so talented, you are not a proud beauty. Fang Yusheng carefully described the taste of life at this time in the picture. The heaviness in his heart was like moving to this picture, which immediately relaxed a lot.

"The painting made by the empress is very good, and the words are also very good, but how can the maidservant not understand?" sandalwood looked depressed. The words written by Fang Yusheng turned out to be small seal characters. Naturally, this font is not recognized by ordinary servant girls such as sandalwood.

Fang Yusheng didn't say a word. He looked at the painting carefully. He felt that it was no different. He took out a small seal from his cuff and gently pressed it in the humble place in the lower right corner. The printed word is obvious, but it is a small Sheng word. This small seal was made by Fang Yusheng before he entered the palace. It has been kept for a long time. Unexpectedly, it is still useful.

"Sister Fang arrived so early. Sister Fang pleaded guilty to you!" Li Ziyi saw Fang Yusheng from a distance and hurried to plead guilty. When she walked in and saw the paintings by Fang Yusheng, she regretted it! At ordinary times, I heard Fang Yusheng compete with Jiang Yueying, and Fang Yusheng won. I've always admired Fang Yusheng's paintings. I didn't expect to miss today

"Sister, your painting is really good! I wouldn't eat that laoshizi porridge if I knew you were going to paint. Now I missed watching my sister's painting..." Li Ziyi stamped her foot gently, regretting and anxious. She looked very cute. It turns out that the proud girl also has the side of her little daughter.

"Don't worry, sister. This picture is specially painted for you. Sister can see the line every day when she goes back..." Fang Yusheng smiled and looked like Li Ziyi missed a big meal. Others are happy to eat. When they arrive, they have some CDs left. They are angry and regret that they came late.

"Really? Sister, is this painting really made for me? Great! Sister, thank you, sister!" the warm smile spread from Li Ziyi's face, which was always cold, and surprised the maid around Li Ziyi! When did my mother become so 'Fang Yusheng'. It's really like learning from someone and sharing pollution with others!

Fang Yusheng smiled and was about to get up from the brocade and go to visit the garden with Li Ziyi, but somehow he suddenly felt dizzy and his brain expanded. He suddenly became dark and soft, and couldn't help falling to one side.

"Empress, empress!" sandalwood next to her was quick in eyes and hands. When she saw Fang Yusheng suddenly tottering, she quickly hugged her. Li Ziyi was looking at the painting and was awakened by sandalwood's cry. She hurried to see it, but Fang Yusheng fainted.

"Sister, sister, what's the matter with you? Come on, you go and ask the imperial doctor. You guys hurry to carry your mother back to the bedroom..." Li Ziyi, after all, is the daughter of a large family. When he was in a panic, he didn't lose his sense of propriety and arranged in an orderly manner. Although she herself was anxious, she couldn't.

"Well, how can you suddenly faint? Is it lack of blood gas?" Li Ziyi was full of hesitation. After returning to yilinxuan and several royal doctors came, Li Ziyi's hanging heart was put down slightly. If something goes wrong with Fang Yusheng, I guess I can't explain to the king of Chu and the Fang family. After all, I'm with you... Although I've just arrived

"How could this happen, madam... Madam... You must not have anything... Wuwu..." sandalwood has been crying anxiously. It's fine in the morning. Will you be so tired if you make a pair of Danqing? Sandalwood's heart is like a frightened deer.