37 years old, I became a harem concubine

Shen Huan likes these things. He grew up in the pile of calligraphy and painting since he was a child, his eyes are vicious, and he can draw something in his spare time.

It is precisely because I also know some ways that I know how amazing some things are.

In particular, the techniques used in this painting were different from ordinary painting techniques, so he wanted to take a closer look, so he happily accepted the painting.

He asked casually, "Is the painter who painted this painting from the palace?" It seemed that he had never seen anything like this in the palace before.

"No," Yu Wenyue put the scroll on, fastened the brocade and handed it to Shen Huan, "I heard from Yan Fu that this painter is not from Daqi, but came from far away."

Shen Huan had just met the blond man with strange speech, and when she heard that the painter was not from Daqi, but came from far away, she thought of him, and said, "Coincidentally, my concubine also came here today. I met a man who looked nothing like us Daqi people, with blond hair, blue eyes, and such a high nose." He made a vivid comparison.

Yu Wenyue recalled what Yan Fu had told him two days ago that he wanted to bring that painter to the Old Summer Palace to paint, and he should have done so, so he said to Shen Huan, "It's the painter who painted this painting."

Shen Huan blinked: "So he is a painter."

He suddenly became interested: "Can the concubine ask the painter to draw two paintings for the concubine?"

Candy, Cuihuadian, there are too many things to paint and want to paint. Shen Huan likes Yuanmingyuan, and she wants to see the scenery in the painting after returning to the palace.

Yu Wenyue naturally agreed to this trivial matter, and asked him to tell An Ning that when he wanted to paint, he called the painter.

Shen Huan wanted to draw now, and after getting his permission, she saluted him with the rolled up painting, and went to find An Ning after leaving Qinghui Pavilion.

"..." Hearing the voice of Shen Huan and An Ning talking outside, Yu Wenyue felt a little confused.

Shen Huan didn't know what he was thinking. After talking to An Ning, she took the painting and went back to the Flower Palace. The flowers in the Flower Palace are planted according to the season and even the time. They are blooming and withering every day, but it seems It has never changed.

He just sat in the hall for a while, Xiao Luzi came in with officials and a blond man whom he had seen on the small island, and the two entered the hall to salute him: "I send my greetings to my lord."

"Get up, Huiyi, and watch the seats."

Shen Huan likes that painting, even looking at that strange person is quite pleasing to the eye, hand that painting to Sauron?In front of Howard, he said to Yan Fu: "Ask him how this painting was made, how can it be so realistic."

On the way here, Yan Fu already knew from the eunuch why he was called here, so he told Sauron?Howard relayed Shen Huan's words.

Sauron?Howard is a painting idiot. When he heard that Shen Huan had clicked on his favorite place, he said with a smile on his face: "I discovered this by accident when I was painting. After many days of research, I applied it to the painting."

Sauron?Howard is not like Yan Fu, the identity concept of master and minister is engraved in his bones. After looking at the room, he reached out and took the jade ornaments on the short table beside Shen Huan to his hand, pointing to the place where the light shines and where the light and shadow meet, and On the back, explain to him the mystery and how to deal with it in the painting.

Although Yan Fu has spent some time with him, is highly talented, and understands some of his words, but when it comes to certain words, he cannot accurately convey them.

So Shen Huan can only make half-clear things.

But this does not prevent Shen Huan from understanding that the person in front of him is indeed a highly skilled person. After he finished explaining, he said: "Then please draw me a few pictures. Take a look in this hall and see where it fits."

Sauron?What Howard wanted to paint most was him. The beautiful flowers in the palace were overshadowed by this mysterious concubine.

He said to Yan Fu, "I want to paint him."

Yan Fu choked up a bit, feeling very embarrassed.

He cherishes Sauron?With Howard's talent, he also knew that if he painted the nobleman Zhaoxi, this painting would definitely be handed down to the world.

but……

Yan Fu thought for a while, and still said to Shen Huan: "My lord, Sauron asked me to ask you, can you be included in the painting?"

"?" Shen Huan didn't expect to hear such an answer, painting herself, this...

He looked at Sauron?Howard, thinking about the painting he saw, and the way he talked with himself about the painting skills he discovered just now, said: "No one has ever painted for me, and I don't know what it looks like. If you want to paint, paint it."

"Do you want me to change clothes?" He was still wearing the white tea-color round-neck single gauze robe he changed in Qinghui Pavilion, and his hair was still braided and tied behind his head with a hairpin.

Sauron who already knew from Yan Fu that he could paint for Shen Huan?Howard shook his head violently: "No, no, you are already beautiful, and there is no one more beautiful than you."

Yan Fu directly translated the three no's, and pretended that he hadn't said them later, because he was afraid that noble Zhaoxi would throw him out if he heard it.

Agreeing to paint, Shen Huan went to the yard to find a comfortable place where she could persist until the painting was finished. The Cuihua Palace was exquisitely designed, and everything was in the flowers.

Shen Huan looked around, and suddenly her eyes lit up, pointing to a swing on the left side of Cuihua Hall.

The swing frame is newly made, red lacquered wood, red wooden boards, brown ropes, overlapping flowers on the left and right sides, and further back, there are red walls and glazed tiles, and a corner of the eaves of Qinghui Pavilion exposed .

Shen Huan sat on the swing, kicked herself off, and swayed back and forth on it.

He asked Yan Fu: "Here, okay?"

Even though his heart was as hard as a stone, Yan Fu, who had long devoted his life to being in the officialdom, couldn't help being crushed by the scene before him. He suddenly understood why the emperor, who was thousands of times colder than himself, would make this person a nobleman, and brought him to the Yuanmingyuan also gave Zhaoxi such an arrogant and noble title.

It is not an exaggeration to love such a person even more.

Yan Fu was stunned for a moment, and deeply suppressed the complicated thoughts that jumped up.

He took a step back and translated this sentence to Sauron?Howard, like him, played the more explicit Sauron?Howard couldn't say anything, and looked at Shen Huan in admiration: "Yes, yes, that's it."

After confirming that it was here, Shen Huan sat down on the swing with peace of mind, and listened to Yan Fu's recitation of Sauron?For Howard, he could move by himself, so he grabbed the rope and swung a little on the swing.

From his face, the traces of the years can be clearly seen, but they are vague.

He is a graceful concubine and a young man with pure eyes. He exudes an aura that attracts people to love him and pity him at all times.

As if, not loving him is a sin.

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