The concubine entered the palace and the concubine was very attractive

Caiyun, who was standing next to Qingzhu, had just heard what Qingzhu said. Although she felt sympathy, she was more filled with emotion.

Nanxiang looked at Qingzhu deeply and said, "Caiyun, let's go back to the palace."

"Yes, young lady!" Caiyun nodded slightly, then followed Nanxiang with the food box.

"Master! Qingzhu is so pitiful!"

"There must be something hateful about pitiful people." Nanxiang said slowly.

She never believed that there were absolutely good people, but there were purely bad people who did everything for their own benefit.

Qingzhu looked at Nanxiang's receding back, thoughts racing through his mind.

"Ah Lin. What do you think I should do?" Qingzhu asked softly to Xiao Linzi beside him.

"Master Song! He is a man who can accomplish great things. Perhaps your wish will have a chance to come true!"

……

Not long after returning to the bedroom, the little notebook briefly told her the reaction when the longevity invitation was given to the imperial concubine.

When the imperial concubine received the longevity invitation, she couldn't stop smiling and couldn't let go of the calligraphy.

She also rewarded Song Nanxiang with some decent-looking jewelry, including a few pearl hairpins and jade hairpins.

"What else did she say?" Nan Xiang asked in a deep voice.

She was sent away for such a small thing, and she will have a hard time on the Queen Mother's birthday.

"My dear lady! The imperial concubine said that your handwriting is very beautiful, but she doesn't want to see it in the harem again." As the little notebook said this, he lowered his head involuntarily.

"Haha, this imperial concubine is really arrogant. She has already started to warn me not to show my handwriting to others." Nanxiang couldn't help but want to laugh.

I don’t know if this imperial concubine is really stupid or has a strong backing.

Unfortunately, her plan was ultimately in vain, because the first person to see her handwriting was not a concubine in the harem, but Emperor Gu Junshen, whom the imperial concubine cherished so much.

But when I thought about the fact that he had disrupted the field trip I had originally planned for today, I felt a little angry.

But being angry is useless. I still need to draw the picture of goldfish biting bamboo as soon as possible.

After Nanxiang had a simple snack, she started to busy herself in the study again, and Caiyun and Kikuhei were driven out by her again.

Of course, she did this not to avoid suspicion, but to ensure that she was focused enough. After all, once her train of thought was interrupted, she would feel like something was missing when she continued to create.

This time, what she has to do is the second step, drawing the bamboo part.

As she had a vague impression of the color of the goldfish, she decided to go and collect inspiration again tomorrow.

There was no need for bamboo because she asked Caiyun to break off a lot of branches for her.

"Wait, could it be that the dog emperor discovered that his bamboos were being plucked, so he's now waiting at the Green Bamboo Pavilion for something to happen?" Nan Xiang couldn't help but think.

Then, she couldn't help but feel fortunate that she didn't come forward to greet the emperor, otherwise she would be highly suspected.

After finishing the painting, she had to burn these bamboo strips quickly.

In fact, Nan Xiang was watching Gu Junshen not far from Qingzhu Pavilion, and he knew it.

He just wanted to see if the woman would come over and say hello to him.

If she came over, it meant that she still had some intention of correcting her mistakes. If not, then she really didn't take him seriously.

Unexpectedly, Nanxiang left without even looking back, without a trace of nostalgia in her eyes.

Seeing this, Gu Junshen couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

He has always been the one being pursued, but when he came to Nanxiang, everything changed and he became the one who came to her but got nothing.

Now he was sitting not far from her, but she was unwilling to come over and say hello to him.

The concubines in the harem were eager to compete for his favor, but Nan Xiang was the only one who never had the slightest attachment to her.

Every time it's done, it's really done.

"Should we forgive her for a while? But would that be too cruel to her?"

He had heard since he was a child that the situation of the concubines in the harem was closely related to the emperor. If the concubines were not favored, they would face a dead end.

He didn't want to push Nan Xiang to this point, he just wanted to teach her a lesson.

At this time, Nanxiang, who was sitting at the desk in the inner hall of Wangyueju, was carefully painting the bamboo sticks inserted in the jade bottle. After a while, the originally single-colored rice paper turned into a lot of green, looking full of vitality.

It would be best to write a poem, but there is no rush for that. She still has to finish drawing the goldfish. Otherwise, if she paints the poem on it, it’s not like she is going to show off her talent.

In terms of talent, she is not even a bit inferior to Shangguan Qingyu, so there is no need to compare herself with others.

Nan Xiang stood in front of the desk, the flickering candlelight reflecting her elegant and noble figure. Her fingers were slender and she gently held the brush, the tip of the brush dancing lightly on the rice paper.

For a moment, the bedroom of Wangyueju was filled with the faint scent of ink, plum blossoms, and bamboo, mixed with the warm scent of candlelight, making Nanxiang look like a scholarly and talented woman, very elegant.

The next day, Mao Shi.

When Nanxiang woke up, she was full of energy.

After finishing the portion of the painting she was supposed to do last night, she went to bed.

The emperor did not turn over the cards last night. I guess even the dog needs a few days of rest.

Otherwise, how could the emperor, with his small body, bear it?

"Caiyun, today we will go to Qingzhu Pavilion just like yesterday." Nanxiang said.

"My lady, why do you like to go to Qingzhu Pavilion so much? Other places in the Imperial Garden are nice too." Caiyun asked in confusion.

Nan Xiang didn't explain much, just said, "I just think it's more suitable for me to cultivate my character there."

"And don't you think that place is better than the Carp Pavilion?"

"Okay." Caiyun nodded slightly.

They had no choice but to do whatever their master told them to do.

When Nanxiang arrived at Qingzhu Pavilion, she finally stopped seeing the emperor.

She then went to the edge of the pond and watched the golden carp.

It's been just over a day since I last saw it, but this carp seems to have become a lot fatter, and the golden scales on it are even more colorful.

"It seems that the color of the scales needs to change with the changes in the painting. It will be fine as long as the charm of the goldfish is captured." Nanxiang, who had figured it out, immediately started teasing the fish.

I saw her holding a handful of scattered snack food in her hand, and gently scattering it on the water surface, instantly breaking the tranquility of the water surface.

The fish in the pond jumped out of the water one after another, splashing water.

Seeing this, Nanxiang's mouth corners slightly raised, with a hint of innocent smile. The sunlight shone on her long hair, which shimmered like golden silk, adding a bit of gentleness and charm to her.

A few hours later, she returned to Wangyueju, and then went into the bedroom to depict her previous insights. The golden scales needed light to shine, so she could paint the bamboo a little darker to make the fish look more beautiful.

At 12:00 a.m., Nanxiang finally put down her paintbrush and finished the painting.

"The Queen Mother's gift is complete. Let's see if this painting can earn her the rank of concubine."