"Ms.
He, this room belongs to my wife's best friend."
Guo Lingxiang had a look of embarrassment on her face.
"Why can't you come in?"
This Miss He was obviously used to being arrogant, and walked straight in regardless of the owner's troubled expression.
There was no one in the exquisite and detailed room, and the window near the lotus pond was wide open, giving a clear view of the lotus flowers in the pond outside.
There was a cold fragrance of plum blossoms in the room, and there were three cups of cold tea on the table, as well as an unfinished painting, but the painting looked a little strange in their eyes.
The first person to speak was His Royal Highness Prince Gong, the eldest son of the Emperor, "Young Master Guo has other guests today."
"Yes.
My wife's two close friends came to visit me early in the morning.
They were in this room just now, but they want to go somewhere else to enjoy it now."
The third prince, King Jing, picked up the unfinished painting on the table and smiled gently, "This painting is quite fresh.
I have never seen a painting with such colors.
It is very vivid, but I don't know who made it."
The scenery in the painting is exactly pink lotus in the snow, but it is not the usual ink painting, but an extremely realistic painting with bright colors, which is quite shocking at first glance.
Guo Lingxiang responded: "One of my wife's close friends is good at painting, so it should have been painted by her."
Sikong Zhanbai's eyes fell on the dishes of paint beside the table.
It seemed that the man used these to paint.
He picked up one of the dishes and smelled it, but he couldn't tell what they were made of.
King Jing asked with some interest, "There is such a woman in the capital.
I would like to see her."
Miss He obviously felt that her limelight had been robbed by others, and her tone was a little weird, "It seems that these two close friends of Mrs.
Guo are very noble.
This tea is very precious, and it may not be common in the palace."
Bar" As soon as these words came out, the scene became awkwardly quiet, but there was actually a mystery behind her words.
First, many people in the capital knew that Guo Lingxiang’s wife came from a brothel.
This marriage caused quite a stir in the capital.
Naturally, the two elders of the Guo family disagreed at first, but later they relaxed for some unknown reason. , arranged the marriage for them.
Secondly, it is really unreasonable that tea, which is not common even in the palace, is used by Guo Lingxiang to entertain ordinary guests.
There was no fear on Guo Lingxiang's face, she just explained calmly: "My wife's close friend is a tea lover, and she is kind to our husband and wife, so" "Hey, is that your wife's close friend you said?"
Prince Gong pointed to a small wooden boat on the lotus pond.
Everyone in the room looked towards the lake, and saw a small boat among the pink lotus bushes.
On the boat, three women could be vaguely seen, but because the distance was a bit far away, their faces could not be seen clearly.
Sikong Zhanbai stared closely at the dark blue figure on the boat.
Although the distance was far away, he intuitively believed that the woman must be the one he had seen before, and he and she unexpectedly met here again.
As Ye Shunan walked, she tilted her head and said something to Yu next to her, with a pure smile on her face, but the smile slowly faded when she saw the many people in the room.
Although she had never been in contact with any of the people in front of her, she still knew them.
Ye Shunan thought to herself that she was so lucky to have met so many great things at once.
She looked past Prince Gong and Prince Jing and landed on Sikong Zhanbai.
It was rare that he was here too.
"It turns out to be Miss Yuwei."
King Jing said with a smile.
He recently went to Jieyu Pavilion to hear Yuwei play the piano.
"I have met His Highness Prince Jing."
Yuwei bowed and saluted.
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Guo Lingxiang hurriedly stepped forward and said: "This is His Royal Highness Prince Gong" and introduced them one by one.
"This is Miss Ye."
King Jing looked at Ye Shunan with a somewhat appraising look, but Ye Shunan seemed to have not noticed his gaze at all and was calm and composed.
"This painting must have been painted by Miss Ye.
I didn't expect to be able to paint like this.
It's really amazing."
King Jing has always been approachable and has no airs when he speaks.
Ye Shunan smiled faintly, "His Royal Highness King Jing is so ridiculous.
It's not the method I came up with.
I just learned it from seeing others draw like this before."
"Then where did you learn it?"
It was Sikong Zhanbai who asked this time.
His eyes were fixed on Ye Shunan.
The origin of this woman was too unusual.
Ye Shunan responded with a smile, "Your Majesty's words really bothered me.
I've traveled so many places that I can't even remember them for a moment."
"Jieyu Pavilion is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.
There are some who are good at playing the piano and some who are good at painting, but I don't know what the name of Miss Ye is."
Ms.
He, who was unwilling to be left alone, once again felt embarrassed.
This question was so pertinent that Yu Wei's face was already filled with anger, and Guo Lingxiang's face didn't look very good either.
On the contrary, Ye Shunan still had a gentle smile, looking at Miss He as if looking at a ridiculous and unreasonable child, "Jieyu Pavilion is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.
If Miss He is interested, you can Go and see, in terms of etiquette, talent and appearance, they are not inferior to any of the ladies.
Because of the harsh treatment of fate, they have a tougher quality. " Ye Shunan's words were meant to allude to Miss He's abruptness and loss of etiquette, and Miss He looked at Ye Shunan hatefully, but she and Ye Shunan were obviously not on the same level, and her anger was evident in front of the calm and smiling Ye Shunan.
Somewhat childish and ridiculous.
King Jing hurriedly opened his mouth to smooth things over, "I'm really sorry.
We entered your room rashly.
If you don't mind, can Miss Ye finish this painting?
I also want to see what such a painting looks like."
Techniques.”
This painting was originally started by Ye Shunan on a whim, but now she had lost interest in continuing to finish the painting.
However, she was not able to impress King Jing in front of so many people, so after thinking about it, she nodded in agreement. .
Prince Gong, on the other hand, watched with cold eyes.
He hated Prince Jing's pretentious friendliness the most, and he even snorted coldly at this moment.
Ye Shunan picked up the plate filled with paint on the side and continued the unfinished painting with a special brush in one hand.
Once Ye Shunan entered the state of painting, she would be very focused, as if she had entered a world only for herself.
Everyone in the room seemed to be infected by her concentration, just watching the delicate movements of her hands quietly, and the brush was very flexible in her hands, and there was a sense of coolness every time she lowered her head to color.
A fatal attraction.
Sikong Zhanbai quietly looked at the woman in front of him who was concentrating on painting.
She was completely different from the one he had seen before.
When Miss He noticed Sikong Zhanbai's gaze, the jealousy in her eyes became even stronger
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