When Guan Suyi arrived at Ganquan Palace, she saw that Emperor Shengyuan was sitting on the throne with a golden knife, and Ye Jieyu knelt down at his feet, not even catching a futon. He was stooped, his head lowered, and he was humble like a slave girl.
Before Guan Suyi could salute, she saw the other party make a big gesture and called, "Come and sit."
The maid named Yong Zhu immediately brought a stool and placed it beside the emperor. Guan Suyi walked over and glanced at Ye Zhen embarrassedly. After all, she is Empress Jieyu, and she is only a foreigner, how can there be a reason why the wife is kneeling while the foreigner is sitting upright
When Emperor Shengyuan saw that she was standing still, he realized what he was doing, and threw his sleeves at Ye Zhen, "Go down." The tone of shouting was like driving a dog.
Ye Zhen responded in a low voice, glanced at Guan Suyi quickly when she raised her head, there was resentment and hatred in her bloodshot eyes, although only a trace of it leaked out, it was enough to make people chill. Guan Suyi wondered what was going on between these two people, even if the emperor's love was short-lived, there was no need to despise people to such a degree. Even an outsider like her could feel Emperor Shengyuan's attitude towards Ye Zhen. He didn't treat her like a human at all.
It turned out that Empress Jieyu, who made Zhao Chunxi so longing and wanted to go, was so unbearable behind her back. Guan Suyi sighed in her heart, but she did not sympathize with the other party because of this. As early as when Ye Jieyu killed her inexplicably, they had already become enemies, and being kind to the enemy was cruel to oneself.
"Sit down." Emperor Shengyuan tapped the table.
Only then did Guan Suyi curtsy and take a seat, her eyes fixed on the teacup in front of her, as if fascinated. She was afraid that she would say the wrong thing and accidentally offend Longyan, so she simply did not say a word and restrained herself. Emperor Shengyuan seemed to have long expected her to do this. A pair of eagle eyes just looked at her up and down, and when she couldn't hold back and blushed half of her face, she smiled softly, "Let's have dinner with me."
It's good to eat, to do things without talking. Guan Suyi breathed a sigh of relief, and while the other party was not paying attention, she quickly covered her hot cheeks. To be watched so intently by a man, no matter how good she is at nourishing her qi, she can't help it.
The imperial meal was quickly prepared, and they were placed in two snack cases. Emperor Shengyuan only said "please," and took up the bowl to eat. The action was not rude, but the speed was extremely fast, but he was full in a moment and put it down. Rinse your mouth and wash your hands, then stare at the other side. Guan Suyi saw his scalp numb, and was about to put down the bowl, saying that he had used it, but listened to his solemn command, "The food in the food table must be finished, I don't like to waste it."
His meal is very simple, only two meat, one vegetable and one soup, and now he has eaten cleanly. Guan Suyi also had two meat, one vegetable and one soup, but the weight was only one-third of his. People in the world say that the emperor is extravagant, but now it seems that is not the case.
Guan Suyi agreed and slowly ate the dishes and rice, constantly thinking about the purpose of this man calling him into the palace. Did he regret letting him go last time? Thinking of this, her heart rose high, and her brows were furrowed.
Emperor Shengyuan tapped on the table, "Since I have played you back, I won't touch you again in the future. The world is big, and the food is the biggest. Eat it quickly, don't think about it."
Guan Suyi's cheeks flushed, and she quickly picked up the bowl of rice.
The two quietly finished their meal and drank a cup of hot tea each. Although they didn't say a word during the period, the atmosphere was very harmonious.
Seeing that the other party's color has improved a lot and his emotions have eased, Emperor Shengyuan said slowly, "Since you said that the painting is fake, what about the real scene? , is it not difficult for Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting? Can you make a painting for me again and leave a memory?"
This is not difficult, what is difficult? Guan Suyi's nerves tense instantly. Restoring the real scene was another blow to the emperor, but if she painted too tragically, she would have to stab him a few times. If he has a heart attack because of this, he might explain it in Ganquan Palace today. As the so-called "accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger", this is not an exaggeration at all.
There was a thin layer of sweat on her palm, but she couldn't refuse, she might die if she took a step forward, and she would die if she took a step back. The real scene is too tragic, then dig a trace of warmth from the tragic, and also poke at the softest part of this person's heart, so that he will not completely destroy his conscience.
Between the lights and flint, she already had an idea, stood up and saluted, "The minister's wife is willing to give it a try."
"Very good, bring a pen, ink, paper and inkstone." Emperor Shengyuan shouted loudly.
Bai Fu hurriedly entered the four treasures of the study room, and was about to pour water into the inkstone, but saw that the emperor had picked up the ink stick and was about to do it himself. He immediately stepped aside and stood by. Seeing that one of them was painting with a brush, and the other was mixing ink and paint, they seemed to match each other perfectly.
Guan Suyi did not intend to draw the whole process, but fixed the picture at the moment when the mother and son parted. The mother hugged the child tightly, and brought her cut wrist to his mouth so that he could suck it. In her eyes, there was despair of dying, resentment of being harmed, and more reluctance and pity for the child. Tears came out of her eyes, but there was a smile on her lips, as if she was encouraging the child to live well.
Guan Suyi didn't know what the emperor's biological mother looked like, but it would not be wrong to trace and beautify it according to the original painting. She thought for a while, and added a lot of blood to her cheeks and fingertips, making her pale face look a bit majestic. The little child was snuggled in her arms, and her brows and eyes could vaguely see the appearance of Emperor Sheng Yuan, her lips were stained with blood, but her expression was content and calm.
However, in fact, how can a newborn child be so full and round? Most of them are shriveled and thin, with red and blue faces, and it takes ten days and a half to see their appearance. The oriental painter smeared the painting, but she beautified it. In the end, she was ordered to act, and she was helpless.
The details were changed again and again, until the tragic and tender feelings of the mother and son's separation were vividly reflected on the paper, and Guan Suyi put down the brush and bowed, "Is the emperor satisfied?" But he saw that he had already burst into tears and cried silently.
Guan Suyi hurriedly lowered her head and took a few steps back, doing the "eyes, nose, nose and heart" gesture.
Emperor Shengyuan felt that his cheeks were cold, and when he touched it with his hand, he knew that he was actually crying. He wiped it indiscriminately and wiped his fingertips clean before picking up the painting to examine it. After a long time, he handed it over to Bai Fu, and said in a hoarse voice, "Frame it and hang it in the Buddhist hall."
Bai Fu took the painting carefully and hurriedly left. Another Jin Yiwei came in and whispered, "Master, the brazier has been burned."
Emperor Shengyuan nodded, strode out, and when he crossed the threshold, he noticed that Guan Suyi was still standing in the same place, and he couldn't help calling, "What are you doing, come over soon."
"Yes." Guan Suyi obediently obeyed the promise, and then followed step by step. When he walked out of the hall, he saw a large brazier placed in the open space. The charcoal fire inside was burning brightly, exuding warm heat. There are many things scattered around the brazier, there are offering tables, Buddhist altars, wooden fish, and even the painting that was once offered is pressed down at the bottom, only a bright red corner is exposed.
Emperor Shengyuan put the things into the brazier one by one, as if he was burning the past, and he seemed to be destroying the demons. The billowing smoke rushed into the sky, then spread out layer by layer, and finally disappeared. He picked up the blood-red painting, glanced indifferently, and threw it into the flames without hesitation. There was a crackling sound, and the painting was first turned into coke, and finally only a handful of ashes remained.
Emperor Shengyuan then picked up a soft chair and sat down, pointed to the futon beside his feet, and said, "Cry a spell."
Guan Suyi stepped forward and whispered, "Can you give me a pot of hot tea?"
Emperor Shengyuan gave a short laugh, and the haze covering his eyebrows slowly dissipated, leaving nothing but interest. He raised his hand and jokingly said, "Bring the big urn from the tea room and make tea on the spot. Mrs. Guan can drink as much as she likes, and take care of it."
Guan Suyi's cheeks flushed, and she felt embarrassed and helpless. In the end, she could only bow down and salute, "Thank the emperor for the reward."
The guards never expected that the emperor would be joking, but they dared not take his words seriously, and they brought a large urn and set it on the brazier to make tea. Guan Suyi thanked her again, and at the end she recited the rebirth mantra seriously, thinking that today she would recite smoke in her throat and numbness in her tongue, but she heard a gentle voice from above, "If you are tired, stop, don't be hard. support."
Guan Suyi's heartstrings loosened a little, and she continued to read, but after a quarter of an hour she heard a slight snoring sound from her side. When she looked up, she found that Emperor Shengyuan was asleep again like last time, but his expression was more calm. , the corners of his mouth are slightly curved, as if he had a good dream. In all directions, the heat radiated from the brazier baked the harsh winter into a warm spring. Before she knew it, her voice became lower and lower, and she was drowsy, and she threw her head at the people around her. She had a nightmare last night. She woke up in the morning to perform three banquets, but she was actually exhausted. Seeing the tiger dozed off, she couldn't hold it any longer.
A Jin Yiwei secretly said that it was not good, and was about to rush to rescue, but saw the emperor quickly open his eyes, and a strong murderous aura filled the air in an instant, his sleeves trembled slightly, a dagger was already in his palm, and he was unsheathed. However, he did not cut the neck of the person close to him with a knife like in the past. Instead, he sniffed the nose to identify the person, then his expression softened, and one hand gently adjusted Mrs. Guan's posture to make her lean more comfortably. , rubbed a hand on her face a few times.
He looked at Yong Zhu and pointed to the inner hall. Yong Zhu understood and brought two cloaks, one to drape over Mrs. Guan's shoulders and the other to put on her master. The two of them covered the same robe, one sat, and the other lay on each other's knees, and fell into a deep sleep. The palace servants were afraid that they would blow the cold wind, so they quickly burned a few braziers and placed them around.
Ye Zhen stood under the corridor, watching this scene from a distance, her face was pale and her expression was grim.