The night at Jade Girl Peak is peaceful and quiet.
The scene on Jade Girl Peak is also particularly warm.
Tonight, Ye Chen did not carve wood carvings, but he set up his easel, picked up his paintbrush, and painted the most beautiful scenery in the world.
As for the scenery, it was his wives.
Under the moonlight, sword dancing in the Yaochi, Nanming jade dancing gracefully, Lin poetry, painting and embroidery, Liu Ruyan playing the piano are all idle.
Their every frown and smile, and even every graceful gesture, were all interpreted on the scroll by Ye Chen with his brush.
"Dad, you are really a talent!"
Ye Ling sighed and stood beside Ye Chen.
The little devil who lives in this world has had an eye-opening experience today. She only knew that her father was cheating and cheating, but she didn't know that he was also proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. It seemed that there was nothing he could not do in this world.
"Girl, learn a little bit."
Ye Chen spoke leisurely, glanced at his wife who was not far away, and added a touch of embellishment on the scroll. He was praised by his daughter. He couldn't hold back his legendary strong character.
"I heard that you painted one for my mother in the spiritual realm."
Ye Ling smiled and her big eyes flashed.
"That is the masterpiece that dad is most proud of."
Ye Chen took a deep breath and looked serious.
What to say! Is that portrait of Chu Ling'er still in his little world? When I have something to do on weekdays, I take it out and study it carefully. He lists it as a collector's edition among the collector's editions, the only one in the three realms of heaven, earth, and man.
"Then let me have a look!"
Ye Ling tugged at the corner of Ye Chen's clothes and blinked with big eyes.
"Beautiful, so beautiful."
Ye Chen pretended to be dumbfounded, pretending not to hear, painted a few strokes, and did not forget to take a few steps back and look at it appreciatively. He did not respond to Ye Ling's words at all.
He could see some of the scrolls, but if Ye Ling saw them, he would be in trouble. Maybe it would lead to chaos in the world.
Ye Ling was silent and looked at Ye Chen with a slightly slanted look.
What to say! She still understands her father's urinary nature. Whenever she cares about him, there must be something wrong with him.
The more this happened, the more curious she became about the picture.
"Ningshuang, don't stop!"
"Xi Yan, can you sit still?"
"Yu Shu, one more section."
Ye Chen spoke one word after another without stopping.
At this moment, he is not only a painter, but also a conductor, striving to achieve perfection, and he can interpret with his brush.
It has to be said that this young master's painter is no worse than a cook. He paints his wives with the help of a god, and their graceful postures give them a dreamlike appearance.
"Not yet?"
Shangguan Yu'er glanced at Ye Chen and felt that he was just entertaining them. He had been painting a painting for most of the night.
"Ling'er, it's late at night, go and have a rest."
Ye Chen said and drew another stroke.
"Are you trying to say that I'm in the way?"
Ye Ling puffed her mouth.
Ye Chen didn't answer, so he took it as acquiescence.
It's not a boast. If his daughter hadn't been here, the painting in his hand would be more beautiful than imagined. It would be a portrait of the human body. He absolutely believed in the brush in his hand.
This time, it’s Ye Ling who pretends not to hear. I still don’t understand you? I won’t leave, I’ll just stay here and watch you paint.
"Beautiful, so beautiful."
Seeing that the trick didn't work, Ye Chen concentrated on painting.
The picture is still so warm.
"It's so damn interesting."
There are many talented people on many peaks. They have not fallen asleep yet. They all have their hands folded and are watching the scene on Jade Girl Peak.
You said, when the flowers are full and the moon is full, why should I paint such a picture
You said, with so many wives, how can I find time to paint
"If you wait until midnight, you won't get any benefits."
Emperor Ming yawned, and every time it was quiet at night, he would pay special attention to Jade Girl Peak. He was tired of seeing those mountains and rivers, and always wanted to watch something wild, such as a love action movie.
At this time, the fishing Taoist would send a squinting look across the barrier: "Show some dignity!"
"Perfect."
With Ye Chen's words, he finally put away his brush.
"My neck is sore."
Xi Yan was the first to come, twisting her neck and rubbing her shoulders. When Ye Chen was painting, she was restless and mischievous.
Yaochi and the others also came over.
When she saw the painting, her beautiful eyes were blurred for a moment.
Their Ye Chen is really good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Each stroke is full of spirit, and he portrays them so vividly that it is definitely a masterpiece.
"Didn't perform well."
Ye Chen stroked his beard, looking better and better.
This look made the girls laugh.
This night was longer than imagined.
Young Master Ye showed off his unique skills, and the wives, who also had to show off their painting skills, such as Xi Yan, had already rolled up their sleeves.
After everything was done, Ye Chen was posed as a model.
Young Master Ye also came up, his posture was so expressive.
"It looks like, it really looks like."
Ye Ling stood beside Shangguan Yu'er. He said this sentence many times, and his expression was also serious.
"Like it!"
Shangguan Yu'er chuckled. The posture of holding the pen was not quite right, but the picture he produced was domineering. It was not a human being, it was clearly a pig, a very fat one.
When I go to Yaochi and Lin Shihua, they will become more normal.
At night, you can see a trace of mist lingering in their eyes, reflecting the moonlight and condensing into frost. Every time a strand of Ye Chen's white hair is drawn, it feels inexplicable and heartbreaking.
It seems that it has been many years since I took a closer look at Ye Chen. The good years in my memory have been drowned by old age.
Shangguan Yu'er pursed her lips and stopped being naughty. She changed the drawing paper again and quietly drew the person named Ye Chen.
At some point, Ye Chen, who was sitting, lowered his head slightly, and his white hair scattered, blowing in the night breeze, and strands of hair hit his face, but he could not hide the vicissitudes of life.
He must have been tired and fell into a deep sleep.
Ji Ningshuang and the others stopped, and with the help of gentleness, they sent Ye Chen back to the room, with many tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.
Maybe Ye Chen was really tired. He slept like this for many days, lying on his back like a statue, motionless.
It was still a quiet night, and Jade Girl Peak was deserted.
Accompanied by a touch of feminine fragrance, a boudoir slowly opened.
The one who walked out was Ji Ningshuang, who took a step up to the top of Jade Girl Peak, silently looking up at the Imperial Gate, her beautiful eyes looking in a trance.
She was watching, and so were Emperors Tian and Ming.
The difference is that she is looking at the Emperor's Gate.
Dao Ancestor and Hades Emperor looked at her quietly, frowning from time to time, and there was a hint of struggle hidden in their eyes.
The Emperor's Dao Sect, the Emperor's Dao Sect, has the door, but what is missing is the Emperor's Dao. What is missing is the Emperor's origin, divine power, Dao root, divine treasure, laws, soul, emperor's body and even everything about the Emperor.
To put it bluntly, there is a lack of an emperor.
If you want to build the emperor's gate, you need a perfect emperor to sacrifice.
This is what the Imperial Dao Sect lacks.
The two emperors thought about it for many years before they really figured it out. It wasn't until the moment when Ye Chen wanted to destroy the Emperor's Dao Sect that they were really sure.
There is no precedent for the Holy Body to become an emperor, so it is not without purpose.
Most of the ancestors of the Holy Body for generations would never have imagined that in order to realize the Holy Body and become an emperor, one would have to pay such a tragic price. To exchange one Supreme Being for another Supreme Being would be a bloody journey to becoming an emperor.
Because of this, Ye Chen wanted to destroy the Emperor Dao Sect because he was afraid that Ji Ningshuang would also find out. Once she found out, she would sacrifice without hesitation and use her own life in exchange for his.
In this life, he already owed enough.
"She will think of it sooner or later."
Emperor Ming said leisurely that he did not intend to tell Ji Ningshuang, not because he was afraid that Ye Chen would settle accounts with him, but because he knew Ye Chen, even if the Yao Pond was sacrificed, and even if the Imperial Dao Gate was built, Ye Chen would not cross it.
Emperor Ming didn't say it, and the Taoist ancestors couldn't say it either.
It was a holy body with emotions and obsessions. His children were sacrificed when he reached enlightenment, and when he did not want to attain enlightenment, his wife also lost her life for him.
One Ye Fan has made him almost collapse.
If another Yaochi comes, he will really collapse.
"Two seniors, what exactly is missing from the Imperial Dao Sect?"
Yaochi whispered, not knowing how many times he had asked.
"I don't know."
Dao Ancestor and Hades Emperor spoke in unison.
Yaochi didn't ask any more questions, turned around slowly, and looked back three times as he walked, always stopping suddenly and looking back at the Imperial Dao Sect.
As Emperor Hades said, sooner or later she would think that she was also an emperor, and although her vision was not as good as theirs, she would eventually be able to see through it.
In fact, this is exactly the case.
Ye Chen fell into a deep sleep, but Yao Chi was awake. He would go to the top of Jade Girl Peak every day and quietly look up at the Emperor Dao Gate for a long time.
Since that night, she never asked Dao Ancestor and Hades Emperor again.
In other words, there is a kind of speculation that not only took root and sprouted, but also gradually became the true meaning as time went by.
"Jiuniang, what are you looking at?"
Ye Ling was still awake and came to the top of the mountain and tugged at the corner of Yaochi's clothes.
"hope."
Yaochi's gentle smile was still the same answer as before.
"hope?"
Nan Ming Yushu and the others were also there, and they also looked up at Cang Miao for many days.
It's a pity that they are not emperors and cannot see the emperor's gate.
However, one thing is worthy of affirmation. Emperors Tian and Ming will not doubt it, and the people of the world will not doubt it, that is, any one of them can break his body to pieces for Ye Chen without hesitation in any situation. , is also an obsession.
This family is all covered with sadness and separation.
Except for Ye Ling, everyone has died, and everyone has exchanged their own lives for Ye Chen's.
The unparalleled God of War was worthy of all the people in the world, but he was unworthy of his wife and children. He was responsible for the lives of too many people.
"It's late at night, go to bed early."
Yaochi smiled softly and gently waved his hand.
The girls only felt a wisp of breeze blowing by, and then one by one they leaned forward and were sent into the boudoir by Ji Ningshuang.
She also went down to the top of the mountain and went to the small bamboo forest. She stood in front of Ye Fan's grave for a long time and inserted three sticks of musk that could not be burned.
She stood in front of Ye Chen's room for a long time, her beautiful eyes still a little dazed. For a moment, she played out the cause and effect with Ye Chen in her eyes. It was a period of vicissitudes of life.
She was silent, and so were the emperors Tian and Ming.
There was no need to ask, he knew what she was going to do.
Both emperors opened their mouths, but no words came out.
Reflecting the bright moonlight, Yaochi suddenly turned around, climbed up step by step, and walked towards the door step by step. It was Ye Chen's Imperial Gate, but to her, it was a gate of hell.
Over the years, the empress's elegance has been unparalleled.