a little painter

Chapter 81

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She hooked the corners of her mouth, her heart was sore and soft, and people couldn't help but frown. This is probably love. Two people, one bed, three meals, four seasons, nothing else.

From now on, there is no princess in the prince's mansion, only the prince. After Yong'an heard the servant's report, his eyebrows were twisted in a wave. The princess was overthinking and fell ill.

She came to the bedroom that she had seldom set foot in since she was newly married. The person on the bed stared blankly at the top with wide-eyed eyes. Did she think too much? Who was it for?

"My concubine should be more open-minded. Everything must be forward-looking, and it will pass." Yong'an comforted the person on the bed not very well, and he probably knew where the crux was. Maybe she should be honest with each other, but is such a risky thing really worth it?

Shen Yun'er didn't speak, and she didn't even look over from the corner of her eyes. She didn't know it before, but now she's farewell and she realizes that she has put her whole heart on that person. It's a pity that despite this, she still pretended to be affectionate in the end. of a dream.

The two had nothing to say, until late at night, Yong'an dispatched a group of servants, and then took a package and went to Shen Yun'er's room. She changed her clothes behind the screen, touched her throat, cleared her throat, and said to Shen Yun'er. Go to bed.

The person on the bed was no different from that in the daytime, except that the look in those eyes was a bit darker. She sat in front of the bed, raised the corners of her mouth, and whispered: "Sister-in-law Huang, are you thinking about Yong'an?"

Shen Yun'er almost fainted when she heard the letter that the princess had gone. The thoughts in her heart disappeared, and her whole body collapsed. She seemed to be blind and deaf. She couldn't see or think about anything. Listen, just lying there in a daze, not getting a drop of water, maybe it's good to go with that person, she thought.

"Sister-in-law, are you thinking about Yong'an?"

Is it a dream, or is she already catching up with that person, the corners of her lips pursed slightly, Shen Yun'er smiled: "Yes, I'm thinking about Yong'an"

Yongan stood up in amazement, and hadn't seen him for half a day. Did this sick cat turn into a tiger?

"Then Yong'an will accompany the emperor's sister-in-law tonight, do you want to?" The probing words were spoken in a firm tone, and Yong'an took off her clothes without waiting for an answer. She seems to know everything about it these days Qiao, I have learned a lot about feelings.

"I wish for it" was a gentle and firm voice, Shen Yun'er heard the words gushing out from the bottom of her heart, if there is only one dream left, why not?I wish, my wish is fulfilled!

Chapter 55

Like a flower that has to wither due to drought, when there is no hope, it welcomes a rain, which makes her bloom in the most beautiful appearance, which is soul-stirring.

No one cared about the candlelight on the table, nor did they have time to listen to the sound of the watch outside the window. When the night faded and the sky ushered in some light, the people on the bed were exhausted and fell asleep.

Eyelashes fluttered slightly, eyebrows frowned slightly, although she slept for half a day, she did not feel tired at all. Thinking of last night, which seemed like a dream but not a dream, Shen Yun'er opened her eyes, her voice was already dry at night, and she murmured in a unique hoarse voice: "Wing On"

"Are you awake?" Yong'an woke up half an hour earlier, but she had just had lunch, and she didn't expect that this sleep would take most of the day. She pushed away all the visitors today, and just wanted to have a good rest in the mansion For a moment, during this period of time, she counted the time in fear, and the care of walking on thin ice almost exhausted all her energy.

Once the burden on the shoulders is unloaded, the kind of ease that rises from the bottom of the heart makes people just want to hide in the corner, stay with the person they like, do nothing, just stay is very beautiful.

Hearing a familiar voice, Shen Yun'er turned her head. When she saw the man, she was wearing a white casual dress, her hair was tied up high, and her face was exquisite. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether it was Yong'an or the prince.

It suddenly occurred to her mind that a few days ago, Yong'an asked "Can you tell the difference?" Did she tell the difference? The answer was obvious, but she didn't want to. Her nose felt sour for no reason, and the tears seemed to be opened. The dams poured more than ever.

Yong'an panicked, looking at the person on the bed who was crying because of grievances, she hurriedly hugged him into her arms, because she had no experience in this field, so she could only hug her tightly, repeating the words was a bit boring A few words: "Good... don't cry... um... don't cry"

Only when the person in his arms was only sobbing was left, Yong'an asked cautiously: "What's wrong with Aifei?"

"Your Highness? Was it Your Highness last night?" Saying these words was tantamount to courting death, but Shen Yun'er still asked anxiously about the "Sister-in-law of the Emperor", was it really a dream?Is it all conjecture?

Yong'an looked at the person in his arms with a complicated expression. Is it okay to ask this kind of question? If he doesn't know, if it's really the prince's brother who hears these words, this stupid woman might not be able to save her life.

"It's always been me..." Yong'an sighed silently. Unless there is a compelling situation, the truth about her identity will be buried in the soil forever and never see the light of day. She has always been the only one.

Once there is a guess in her heart, all the past will become evidence. Shen Yun'er thinks of that person's ambiguous answer, and has an answer in her heart that she dare not verify, but does that person have such a cruel heart, for the sake of power...

Seeing that Shen Yun'er's condition gradually recovered, and she was no longer the one who wanted to die, Yong'an was relieved. She knew that she might have been seen, but since she is the person who will spend the rest of her life together day and night, sharing the same bed, There is nothing wrong with it, but I don't know that I have been misunderstood as a cruel person.

Throughout the ages, the power of public opinion is the greatest, and it can also be said that the gains and losses of the people's hearts are the most important.

At sunset, Chu Hui was sitting in her small art studio. Because of her unique style of painting, she also had some business. Although she would not be rich and rich, she was well-fed and well-clothed. She touched her purse, closed the door but did not directly Instead of returning home, he went to Zuixiang Building in Dongshi.

When Chu Hui entered the lobby, he found a seat with a lot of people, ordered some snacks to take away, and sat there drinking tea. Liu Ziqing loves some delicate sweets, so she would occasionally bring one home, but this time it was Another purpose.

Restaurants and teahouses were the center of dissemination of public opinion in this dynasty, and they were also the places where gossip was the most.

"I heard that the prince is kneeling outside the imperial study today."

"According to the old man, His Majesty will not agree to let the prince lead the army."

"Yes, if there is an eventuality..."

"Brother Zhao, be careful, come and drink."

Chu Hui came out of Zuixiang Tower with some snacks. It seemed that Yong'an, no, the crown prince still didn't give up, but was it so easy to go to battle? I don't know why she took such a risk.

"Ziqing, I'm back"

As soon as Chu Hui stepped into the west courtyard, the people in the study heard the same voice as usual, put down the paintbrush in their hands, just stood up but sat down again, listening to the sound of footsteps from far to near, and the arc of the corner of the mouth Also getting bigger and bigger.