The beginning is the new age of grace

"Little hibiscus, fragrant and tender, and the jade hall is as deep and clear as water. Close the treasure box, cover the gold shop, lean on the screen and drag your sleeves, feeling drunk."

"After a long time, the fireworks are beautiful, and the mandarin ducks in Quzhu sleep with brocade wings. Concentrating and worrying, watching and thinking about love, a pair of smiling, dimpled and fragrant stamens."

It's a warbler's tongue full of twitters and lingering sounds, from far to near, the sound seems to come from some corner.

Jiang Zhan has been standing still for a while since he heard the singing, and has been refusing to leave for a long time.

Eunuch Yuan looked around furtively, if he still couldn't see what the emperor was thinking, then he was a close eunuch for nothing.

"Your Majesty, this voice seems to be coming from Nanyuan."

In Nanyuan, Jiang Zhan raised his eyebrows. When the first emperor was alive, he also heard about it when he was the prince.

The peerless beauty sent from the south, but this beauty has not seen the first emperor, on the way he came, the news of the late emperor's death has already been spread.

She didn't have time to be blessed, and didn't even have a chance to be buried with her. The beauty was just forgotten in Nanyuan. It's hard to tell whether it's luck or misfortune.

On the Nanyuan wall, Yuehua, who was wearing a snow-white underwear, kicked her feet, frantically testing the place where her feet were suspended.

Tonight, he waited until the serving lady fell asleep, then got up secretly, and climbed up the wall to look at the moon.

The moonlight is like frost, bright and clear, once this interest is aroused, I can't control my mouth.

Afraid of alarming others, he tentatively tried to go down to the wall in fear.

The slender arms had been clinging to the wall for a while, and he was already unable to do what he wanted. He tensed his arms and wrists, "Ouch."

With a muffled sound, the person also fell to the ground.

Yuehua didn't have time to cry out the pain, so she patted the mud on her leg, the words of the maid and aunt still in her head.

"Improper attire and indecent behavior."

Terrified of being told in person, Yuehua ran into the room with her back bent.

The singing stopped for a while, and Jiang Zhan stood still, tapping his fingertips on the side of his legs. He didn't wake up until the sound of cicadas became louder and louder.

Yuehua's status is embarrassing, she is neither a concubine nor a slave, neither a master nor a slave in the harem.

The maids who served her were not dedicated, even if she couldn't do her best to inquire about her relatives, Yuehua's request could be fulfilled.

The premise is that this great beauty is safe and sound like a canary, lest this beauty who is naughty like a monkey by nature cause trouble.

"Sister, I want a portrait too." It's all caused by the pictures of beauties in the room, Yuehua likes whatever is new.

The palace maid who was pulled by her sleeves was in a dilemma, Yuehua said relentlessly, "Sister, good sister."

No one can bear to throw face at this great beauty, her mouth is sweet, and she is also sweet.

"Young servant, let's go now, young master, please stop messing around."

In the hall, Eunuch Yuan ordered the little eunuch to present the portrait, hunched over and said, "Your Majesty, this is the portrait of a beautiful woman who entered the palace a few days ago."

The Son of Heaven didn't even raise his head, and waved his hand to signal to withdraw.

Eunuch Yuan said again, "Is the emperor tired?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhan pinched the bridge of his nose, the new emperor ascended the throne, there are a lot of complicated and trivial matters, disturbing people.

There are many beauties in the harem of the cold emperor, but none of them are intimate.

Pacing back and forth, Jiang Zhan stopped at the same place as last night.

What kind of stunning beauty is the beauty who came down from the south? It is said that she is still a man.

The Gu worm in his heart was awakened, and Jiang Zhan headed towards Nanyuan.

Yuehua idly twitched her chin, staring eagerly at the people coming in the corridor.

Looking forward to the stars and the moon, the corridor is dark, and the shadow is approaching.

Yuehua quickly stood up, and ran towards the yard with her clothes on, "Here we come..."

A touch of fresh green leaped into Jiang Zhan's eyes, his long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, his clothes were half opened, and the person with his trouser legs up, his cute feet were still stepping on the ground.

The flushed little face couldn't hide the excitement, his eyebrows and eyes raised, and he spoke like a mountain elf, "The painter is here."

"Big..." Duke Yuan just raised his Lanhua finger when he was stopped by Jiang Zhan.

Jiang Zhan waved his hand slightly, motioning for Eunuch Yuan to go down, and looked at the person in front of him with interest, "Painter?"

Yuehua wanted the painter to see the picture of the beauty in his room, with brows and eyes shyly closed, and red lips parting, "Come with me."

The heat on his wrist made Jiang Zhan almost stagger. The beauty walked briskly and turned her head to smile at him frequently, so he could only speed up his pace to keep up.

As the breeze blew, Jiang Zhan could smell the sweet smell on his body, as if he grew up soaked in a honey pot.

There are several pictures of beauties hanging on the walls of the room, some are lying down, some are standing, some are leaning, some are hidden behind bead curtains, some are half-hidden by light veils, all of them are graceful and graceful.

"Look, look." Yuehua let go of Jiang Zhan's wrist, he was not tall enough to reach the beauty picture on the wall, stepped on the stool beside him, chattered endlessly, and never stopped his movements.

There were bang bang bang bang bangs in the room, Yuehua unsteadily took off the beauty picture, Jiang Zhan raised his head and reached out to pick it up, and the person bumped into his arms just like that.

Someone was acting as a meat pad, Yuehua raised her head and smiled at him, shaking the painting in her hand as if asking for a reward, "I want this too."

Jiang Zhan was silent, his eyes were so deep that Yuehua couldn't understand, he was so clever, he only knew that the painter in front of him was not really angry, he would not yell like a little maid, and he would not be like an aunt in charge The same brow furrowed.

Bai Nen's feet playfully stepped on Jiang Zhan's uniform, Jiang Zhan put his arms around Yuehua's waist with one hand, and took the picture of a beauty with the other, "Want something like this?"

The person in his arms nodded, and Jiang Zhan said again, "Is it dedicated to the emperor?"

Yuehua didn't hear anyone mentioning the emperor to him for a few days, so she grabbed the corner of the beauty picture with both hands, frowned, as if she didn't know how to answer, and after a long while, she said eagerly, "You...can't you draw it for me secretly?"

Jiang Zhan looked at him calmly, did he really not know him, or was he playing hard to get?

If she really wanted to play hard to get, this beautiful woman who came down from the south has a lot of scheming and courage.

Seeing that the painter didn't answer, Yue Huaquan took it as his consent, stood up from his arms awkwardly, moved her posture like the beauty in the painting, and muttered in a low voice, "Is that so?"

The unruly foot kicked Jiang Zhan's clothes again, Jiang Zhan grasped it, and rubbed the delicate instep with his palm, "No one takes care of you?"

Yuehua was extremely ticklish, screamed and struggled in his hands, and was afraid of falling to the ground, so she could only hold on to the stool beside her, "Of course...Of course there is! Sister Maid...is busy! Get rid of me! "

Surprised that her voice was too loud, Yuehua covered her mouth nervously, afraid of attracting the maids, her knees were sore and weak, but fortunately Jiang Zhan was quick and pulled him into her arms.

Yuehua peeked out the window secretly, and urged, "Hurry up and draw, the lady-in-law won't let me play for too long."

He was almost bluffed by Yuehua's mysterious appearance, since Eunuch Yuan was outside, he might not be able to get in even the little maid and the painter.

Jiang Zhan raised his chin slightly towards the reclining chair beside him, "Then why don't you sit down?" He walked to the desk by himself.

Yuehua couldn't sit still for a moment, her chin was propped up, she blinked at Jiang Zhan, her feet dangled up and down, and said leisurely, "Are you ready?"

The little monkey, whether sitting or standing, looks like it has no bones, lying on the recliner, fearing that its wrists are sore and weak, Yuehua turned over and lay on his back.

"Are you ready?" Yuehua couldn't get an answer from the painter, and Yuehua turned over again, "the temples are like dark clouds, and the ground is full of hair", Jiang Zhan's movements in his hands paused.

All of a sudden, she happened to meet Shang Yuehua's eyes, her eyebrows were full, her expression and demeanor were charming, her hands were as sticky as bamboo shoots, her fingertips lifted her hair, and she was looking at him earnestly.

"If you move around again, I'm afraid you won't be able to draw well today." Jiang Zhan nodded, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Yuehua's temperament is obedient and naughty, she obediently agreed, but then forgot all about it when she turned her head.

Seeing the painter bow his head for a moment, he jumped off the reclining chair, hugged the dowry and returned to the reclining chair.

Jiang Zhan heard the sound of "哗哗", looked up and saw Yuehua wearing a headdress indiscriminately, and asked with a smile, "Does it look good?"

It's vulgar, but it's not lacking in innocence.Even if you put even a little of these ordinary things on Yuehua, it seems too much.

"Put it down." Jiang Zhan said softly, after a cup of tea, he knew that Yuehua was a tough-tempered person, and he might not be able to remember the soft-spoken discussion, but if he really wanted to get angry, Jiang Zhan was a little upset to be angry with him.

Reluctantly putting down the dowry, Yuehua thought in her heart, all the beauties in the painting are wearing it, but their mouths are so obedient, they don't know how to disobey others.

It was easy to put it on, but difficult to take it off, Yuehua pulled her hair in a bun and groaned. Normally, there were little maids who waited on her to get dressed, and besides, he felt that these fancy things were in the way, so he didn't want to wear them.

Seeing Yuehua wrestling with him, Jiang Zhan sighed slightly, put down the pen in his hand, and walked towards him.

It's not embarrassing for Yuehua to be seen by others in such a mess, he smiled at Jiang Zhan foolishly, wondering if he is clever, can read people's faces, or really stupid, it makes people unable to get angry.

Seeing Jiang Zhan sitting down in front of him, Yuehua lay on his lap and murmured, "It hurts my head... have you finished the painting yet?"

A dignified emperor, no one dared to order him to do anything, whether it was painting or taking off his headgear, "I'm afraid it won't work today if you make such a fuss."

That's great, Yuehua thought secretly, "Then you can come back tomorrow."

The edges and corners of the chin vibrated with the words, accompanied by a numb feeling on Jiang Zhan's thigh, and the hot breath of the moonlight, warm and hot through the hem of the clothes, unreal, seemingly absent.

Holding Yuehua's chin with his big hand, rubbing his fingertips on the delicate skin, Jiang Zhan raised his chin slightly with his fingertips, "Come again tomorrow?"

Not today, not tonight, but tomorrow?The concubine in the harem, who doesn't try her best to keep herself, doesn't this little thing know how to please people?How did the previous people teach it?

Probably because he forgot that he didn't know who he was at all, Jiang Zhan looked angrily at him, lowered his head and frowned.

Isn't that the painting is not finished?What else can I do if tomorrow comes?Yuehua was wondering why the lady-in-waiting elder sister was nowhere to be seen today, fearing that she would come and teach her a lesson.

Yuehua pushed away the hair accessories on the side, and made a gesture to jump to the ground, but was stopped by Jiang Zhan's big hand, "Where are you going?"

Without stopping for a moment, Yuehua flopped in his arms, "Hmm..." The tip of her pink tongue licked her lips quietly, "I want to see..."

With a glance, Jiang Zhan could see the dirt on the soles of his feet, which was dingy, like a little gopher that just poked its head out of the dirt.

"No one is waiting for you?" Jiang Zhan's brows were almost twisted together, "Where are the boots?"

The boots had already been kicked into a corner by Yuehua, Yuehua hummed softly, all her thoughts were on the drawing paper.

Can't wait for Jiang Zhan to find him boots, hugging Jiang Zhan's waist, rubbing his forehead against his chest, "Show me, I want to see..."

No one taught me anything else, acting coquettishly like a self-taught person, her lips are slightly pursed, the peaks of her lips are sparkling from being licked by the moonlight, the corners of her eyebrows and eyes are slightly drooping, and she looks at Jiang Zhan pitifully.

Seeing that Jiang Zhan was indifferent, Yuehua grabbed his clothes, "Does it look good? Show me, you are the best..."

The aunt in charge is the best, the lady-in-waiting is the best, and now even the painter is considered the best, but Jiang Zhan didn't know that this little thing could coax people with honey on his mouth, and he knew how to do it.

As for whether this sentence looks good, Jiang Zhan didn't know whether he was asking about a person or a painting, so he stood up helplessly and wanted to go to the desk to pick up the painting.

Unexpectedly, Yuehua stretched out her arms towards him expectantly, commanding the emperor, and the crime was aggravated.

Jiang Zhan picked him up by the waist and weighed him in his hands, it was so light and painful.

Yuehua's appearance is vivid on the paper, clean and delicate, lying on her back and staring, with agility in her brows.

The painting wasn't finished yet, Yuehua didn't know how to flow, he only knew whether it was good-looking or not, hugged Jiang Zhan's neck and said, "It should be red."

Jiang Zhan chuckled unobtrusively, and said jokingly, "Then what else do you want?"

Not realizing that Jiang Zhan was joking, Yuehua pointed to the other pictures of beauties, "I want them all."

Insufficient greed, Jiang Zhan pinched Yuehua's waist lightly with his hands, Yuehua was so ticklish, giggled straight at Jiang Zhan's teasing.

The person in his arms laughed so hard that he almost lost his breath, Jiang Zhan put him back on the recliner, and saw that his little face was covered with a layer of blush.

Jiang Zhan approached slightly, and his knuckles rubbed against Yuehua's cheeks, the slightly warm touch was just right, "Then I...then I'll come back tomorrow."

His cheeks were numb from Jiang Zhan's touch, Yuehua held his hand and rubbed it hard, "Yeah."

Jiang Zhan had seen many times the tactic of refusing to greet, and this really drove him away. He was still thinking about it, stared blankly at Yuehua for a while, and then turned and left the room.

The little maid guarded Duke Yuan's side tremblingly, fearing that the little ancestor in the house would cause trouble, and the emperor would be unhappy, and all the servants in the palace would have to go around.

Seeing the emperor coming out of the room, the little maid immediately knelt down to pay her respects, "Your Majesty..."

"Go in and serve." I couldn't see Jiang Zhan's joy or anger, "He doesn't know anything, so don't tell him, I will come back tomorrow."