Dressed as a palace cat butler

After Fang Tishuang finished reading that line, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable, but his fingers paused, and he still pointed to one of the paintings, and then praised casually: "This one is the best."

In the past few years, besides studying and reading, he also studied painting with a famous teacher.

The reason is that one year he drew a random picture for Pei Ye as a birthday gift, and His Majesty somehow saw that he had a talent for painting from his imaginative painting, so Dang even decided to invite a famous artist in the world for him be a teacher.

He sifted through the group of painters, and finally settled on a very young but famous painter.

This painter is also quite tempered, he would not accept any money for students who are not in his eyes, and during those days, natural disasters happened frequently, and there were wars at the border, His Majesty was too busy to touch the ground, so too I only decided on this painter in the middle of my busy schedule, I have only seen the paintings he made, but I don't know who he is.

So Pei Ye heard about it by accident after he asked someone to bring Fang Tishuang's painting to him.

The emperor didn't give any hope at the beginning, because the brushstrokes of the painting were immature, he was a little afraid that he loved the house, so he looked up to Fang Tishuang, if he was rejected after a while, the child would be sad if he knew it.

But unexpectedly, after the artist saw his paintings, he said that he could meet the little friend.

It was only after we met that I found out that this well-known painter was originally a woman, who usually disguised herself as a man, and lived in the mansion every day, so few people knew about it, so everyone outside thought that Mr. Yan Chan was a man .

This time, Jiang Yanchan changed into a woman's attire because she wanted to face the saint and was not easy to deceive the king.

She is already the age of a young lady, but she doesn't look old at all. After putting on a lady's attire, she still has a somewhat indistinguishable taste of sex, and she doesn't speak like an ordinary lady from an aristocratic family. .

It is such a person who fell in love with Fang Tishuang at first sight, and became a master and apprentice that day. Pei Ye had gone to watch Fang Tishuang learn painting a few times, and only felt that when Jiang painter taught him, it was like coaxing a child Average, but Fang Tishuang's painting skills are indeed getting better every year.

This also showed that he was not wrong about the person, and their Shuang'er was indeed talented.

Pei Ye was a little confused about what Fang Tishuang's words meant, so he pointed to another painting on the side: "Then this painting is not good?"

Fang Tishuang shook her head: "They are all very good, and they all know the painter's skills, but the craftsmanship is too strong, and some of them can't see the original aura of those ladies."

Pei Ye was silent for a while, tapped his index finger on the table, and finally said after a long time: "Gu is going to be a queen, if according to the Queen Mother's wishes, Gu should make Kou the queen, and the rest of the women's booklets are two." Four concubines, so as to fill the harem."

When he said this, he had been staring at Fang Tishuang's side face, but the heartless and foolish boy always had that innocent smile on his face: "Ms. Kou is very good." , looks dignified, looks like the mother of a country, and is His Majesty's cousin in name, if you make her the empress, you will be closer and closer, I think...it's very good."

Pei Ye hid the disappointment in his eyes, thinking that Fang Tishuang was taught badly by that surname You.

He knew in his heart that he was wrong to think so, but he would rather see the kid make a fuss like he did when he raised the parrot, than see him in such a calm and breezy appearance.

His Majesty felt that he was simply crazy, and his mind was full of such outrageous fantasies.

"What about you?" Pei Ye blurted out, "But if there is a woman of the right age you like, you can make a marriage contract next year—Prince Huai is not a few years older than you, but now he has given birth to two boys and one girl."

Fang Tishuang was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head, as if a piece of her heart had been gouged out, with an inexplicable sense of loss.

Apart from reading and painting every day, he never thought about these major life events in his mind, and it almost never occurred to him that Pei Ye was going to be a queen and he was going to have a family.

After that, will they part ways?

"Which lady here does Your Majesty like?" Fang Tishuang suddenly asked again.

Pei Ye casually flipped through the pages, and after a pause, he said, "I haven't even seen them before, and I don't know their temperament, so why would I like them? It is for power, profit and heirs, it is just a transaction."

Fang Tishuang suddenly felt that Pei Ye and these women were very pitiful, although he couldn't tell where they were pitiful.

He didn't know what to say, so he just asked casually: "Then what if Your Majesty has someone you love in the future?"

He asked casually, but Pei Ye answered seriously: "If Gu Riguo really establishes a concubine, then don't love him, lest he will be wronged all the time in the future... It's better to let him find another lover. It's better than being trapped in this harem, competing with other women to be jealous."

Fang Tishuang couldn't understand the meaning of his words, but felt very embarrassed, pitied him for being supreme, but still not free, so she sat beside him for a while, and then went back to the palace to recuperate.

Cao Silang went to the cellar to get ice, made ice packs and put them on his face.

Fang Tishuang grinned in pain at first, but then gradually got used to it, and then lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Cao Silang has just turned seventeen this year, and he has grown into a tall and handsome young man, his facial features have lost their childishness, and he looks like an adult.

But Fang Tishuang on the small bed seemed to never grow up, whether it was temperament or appearance, he was still childish, time on him seemed to be frozen by the cold winter of a certain year, and the years could not take away Let go of his pure nature.

Cao Silang noticed his younger brother's frustration, so he asked him: "What's wrong today? You're depressed, are you angry with the saint again?"

Fang Tishuang's temperament is naturally optimistic, and he looks carefree and happy almost every day, so Cao Silang rarely sees him like this.

The child lowered his eyes slightly, and asked with some doubts: "Brother, does everyone in this world want to get married and have children? If a person doesn't get married, what will happen?"

After he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong. His elder brother was already an eunuch, and he would no longer be able to do anything for the rest of his life. He would no longer be a healthy person. When he asked this question, it seemed that he was deliberately poking into his heart.

Fang Tishuang quickly glanced at his elder brother, then got up and grabbed Cao Silang's hand: "Brother, I..."

Cao Silang didn't get angry with him because of this, but gently rubbed his head, as if he didn't take his words to heart: "Silly boy, when people reach their age, they naturally want to marry a wife The one who gave birth—what? Wanted to ask for a daughter-in-law so early? Tell brother, who are you looking at?"

Fang Tishuang blushed suddenly: "I didn't... I just asked casually!"

Cao Silang thought about it carefully, and then said with a smile: "Don't be Miss Wan'er, right? She's four years older than you, no... But that's okay, with your temperament, you need to be older to be disciplined."

Fang Tishuang was out of breath, and patted Cao Silang's thigh lightly: "Don't talk nonsense, beware of polluting the innocence of the girl's family."

Cao Silang dodged a little, and smiled again: "Yo, I know that I have to protect the innocence of my sweetheart, don't worry, when I get the chance, my brother will test her for you, and the maid will pass 25. You are about to leave the palace, and you will only be 21 at that time...

"Brother!" The child pouted and interrupted him unhappily, "I only see Wan'er as my elder sister, don't use this to tease me again!"

Seeing his expression and tone, Cao Silang knew that his younger brother, the "sweetheart", must not be Wan'er, and then he remembered something, and suddenly said seriously: "Okay, brother, I won't talk about you anymore."

He paused for a while, and then said: "You only care about reading books well and learning painting well, and don't think about anything else, you understand?"

Fang Tishuang nodded ignorantly.

At noon, the emperor's bedroom.

Pei Ye walked slowly into the hall. He hadn't had the habit of taking a nap in the afternoon since he was a child, but the kitten on the bed did, and if he didn't sleep at the end of the day, he would look like he was dying in the afternoon.

Hmm... It would be wrong to say that it was a nap in the afternoon. No matter day or night, the kitten he raised would either make troubles or find a good place to lie down and take a nap whenever he was free.

The emperor walked to his bedside, first bent down to look at his cheeks, and saw that the swelling seemed to have disappeared a lot, then he gave the kitten a little push: "Shuang'er."

The kitten turned over, turned its butt towards him, and was still entangled inseparably with the quilt.

"Mr. Jiang is coming soon," Pei Ye originally wanted to pinch his face, but his eyes wandered around the kitten's face, and he couldn't find anything to do, "Why don't you change your clothes and go to class soon? "

The kitten slid into the bed lazily, and after a while, suddenly revealed a human face with puffy cheeks, without even opening its eyes, it just said in a muffled voice: "No, I can't go now." Meet people."

"Why can't I see people?" Pei Ye stood in front of the bed, watching him be lazy.

Fang Tishuang didn't answer him, but said lazily: "Besides, I can't even open my eyes. I'm afraid I won't be able to draw in these two days."

His Majesty leaned over and stretched out his hand to break his eyelids: "I really can't open them? Show Gu?"

Fang Tishuang hurriedly smiled and dodged it, opening her eyelids a little. Mr. Jiang usually only comes in the afternoon, so he often plays tricks with Pei Ye in order to take a nap, but he always gets up in the end I went to learn to draw.

But today he was in a bad mood for some reason, and his cheeks were injured again, so he felt that he was extremely fragile, so he still lay on the bed and refused to get up: "I just rest for a day, last time I got a cold and didn't rest, let Let me take a break, okay?"

"No." Pei Ye said lightly.

The emperor pampered him very much on weekdays, but he never allowed him to be lazy when it came to learning painting and reading. No matter how coquettish and slippery this little cat was, it was useless. His Majesty himself had never been away from court due to illness, so He also used the same method to himself to demand Fang Tishuang.

The child knew how strict he was on this matter, and was afraid that His Majesty would be really angry if he continued to grind, so he hurriedly changed his clothes under the quilt, and then jumped up to grab the emperor's sleeve: "Okay, okay, I won't stop, don't be angry."

Pei Ye suddenly looked down at the hand that was holding his sleeve, and said in a deep voice, "You're getting old, so don't do such intimate things alone in the future."

The light in Fang Tishuang's eyes dimmed, and she silently withdrew her hand.