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Hearing this, Di Yunge stared with phoenix eyes.

Seeing that he was angry, Shen Zhaoxue didn't dare to talk anymore, so she had to back off from him, "I haven't seen His Majesty draw a picture for a long time, and I'm reminded of the past, and I miss it a little. Can Your Majesty draw a picture again for you to see?"

"What picture?" Di Yunge somewhat forgot.

Hearing his question, Shen Zhaoxue gave him a resentful look, and said sourly, "It turns out that only the minister is remembering the past."

Di Yunge was a little ashamed, but it shouldn't be a big deal, so he agreed.

But when Shen Zhaoxue took out the picture he drew in the past from his bosom, Di Yunge suddenly regretted it.

"Why do you carry it with you?" Di Yunge looked surprised as he took out two pieces of paper from his pocket.

They slept together for so long, yet he didn't realize that Shen Zhaoxue was hiding such a thing on her body, presumably he must have hidden it very well, that's why he didn't find it.

The paper was a bit old, and the edge was burned, leaving a black line. The two sheets of paper were overlapped and folded into a small square. They were well protected, so that the ink on the paper would not be lost.

The first piece of paper was Shen Zhaoxue thrown into the pool by him. He drew it after recovering from illness. The second piece of paper was drawn by him and Shen Zhaoxue on a whim after riding a horse. There was a sentence beside it, "Rider? ?"

At that time, Di Yunge only thought it was amusing to tease him, so he drew a picture and stuffed it into the medicine bag, wanting to tease him.

But who would have thought that this picture was so well kept by him that he showed it to him today.

At that time, he didn't think too much, he just felt that since he was so strong, he should be above no matter what.

But it turns out that everything is his own thinking.

Looking at these two pictures now, Di Yunge felt extremely ashamed, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

Seeing him turning his head away in shame, Shen Zhaoxue picked up the painting and looked at it, then said to him with a smile, "Riding people. Of course, Mr. Shen will give it to you. How Your Majesty wants to ride, draw it and show it to me, so I can let you ride." Your Majesty rides."

"Who wants to ride you!" Di Yunge blushed, and hurriedly got up and got out of bed, "I won't draw."

"Your Majesty really doesn't want to paint?" Shen Zhaoxue stopped him.

"No painting." Di Yunge raised his cheeks slightly, as if he didn't discuss with me, the discussion was fruitless.

Seeing him raising his head, Shen Zhaoxue just thought he was so cute, couldn't hold back for a while, and leaned over to kiss him secretly.

Being pecked by him, Di Yunge was stunned for a moment, then his ears turned red, he turned his head and whispered, "Dear me, I won't draw for you either."

Shen Zhaoxue let out an oh, and then walked out of the bamboo house.

Seeing him change so quickly, Di Yunge was a little suspicious.

But when he was suspicious, he turned around and walked to the cabinet, flipping through his clothes.

There are clothes on one side of the cabinet and sundries on the other.Because the two of them didn't have many clothes piled up together, Shen Zhaoxue left some free to put away the sundries.

Di Yunge rummaged through his clothes, just as he found the clothes he wanted and was about to take them out, he accidentally bumped into a pile of sundries beside him.

The pile of paper and pens rolled out, Di Yunge took a look at the clothes, put the clothes on the bed, just touched the paper with his hand, and saw a bunch of brightly colored flowers in front of him.

Di Yunge withdrew his hand, looked sideways, and saw Shen Zhaoxue putting the flower into his hand with a smile.

"Our little ladies here like flowers, I don't know if you like them." Shen Zhaoxue reached out to hold his slender waist, and pulled him in, "I wanted to give you one yesterday, but I forgot, I just went out to see it." , the flowers are all withered, I just picked this one, it's gorgeous, do you like it, Miss Yun."

Di Yunge looked at the flower in his hand, his phoenix eyes were full of joy, he wanted to tell him that he was very happy, but the way he said it changed.

"Ugly." Di Yunge fiddled with the flowers in his hand, "It's not as beautiful as I gave you."

Hearing this, Shen Zhaoxue nodded, sighed and said, "The peonies and lotuses presented by Your Majesty are indeed very beautiful, but it is not easy to find small flowers in remote places. If Your Majesty really dislikes them, then throw them away."

As soon as the words fell, Di Yunge said anxiously, "No."

As soon as he finished speaking, Di Yunge felt a little regretful.Then he added another sentence, "If you pick it all up, then put it away."

Shen Zhaoxue had no intention of throwing the flowers away.

Hearing his anxious words, he smiled and said, "Okay, since His Majesty likes it, how about I pick a bunch for you every day?"

Di Yunge nodded, then remembered something, and widened his phoenix eyes, "When did I say I like it?"

Before Shen Zhaoxue could speak, Di Yunge was a little afraid that he would not bring flowers back, so he added in a low voice, "I really like it, you can bring flowers back."

Hearing this, Shen Zhaoxue pursed her lips and smiled.

Just about to ask him whether he likes flowers or the person who gave them flowers, but his gaze has already fallen and stopped on the clothes in the closet, so the conversation changed to ask him if he was looking for paper to secretly draw pictures for him .

Di Yunge just thought no, but after thinking about it, he nodded.

Looking at his eyebrows and eyes, Shen Zhaoxue wished at that moment to dig out her heart, liver and lungs to show him how much she pleased him.

But in the end, he didn't pick it up, just rubbed over to talk sweetly to him, "Your Majesty is like this, and I like it even more."

Hearing what he said, although Di Yunge was also happy in his heart, he still hated him in his mouth.

Di Yunge pushed the person away, threw the flowers to him, and told him to find a place to put them, then turned around and picked up the paper from the cabinet.

As soon as he picked up the paper, the picture inside fell to the ground. Di Yunge took a step back, and just about to bend down to pick it up, he saw the scene on the picture.

"Shen Zhaoxue!" Di Yunge gritted his teeth.

Just when Shen Zhaoxue was wondering, Di Yunge picked up the paper and pasted it on his face.

"Do you want to get buried as soon as possible?"

Di Yunge's voice exploded beside his ears.

Shen Zhaoxue picked up the paper that was stuck on her face, feeling a little guilty.

He covered his face and coughed a few times, and put the paper into his bosom, "This is the first time I saw it, and I was a little curious. I drew a picture just to commemorate it. I don't want to go into the soil, I just want to get into His Majesty's bed."

After some coaxing by Shen Zhaoxue, Di Yunge's mood was stabilized.

Shen Zhaoxue went to look at it later, he had already drawn several pictures, but the face became redder and redder, and finally, the clenched pen broke at the waist.

Di Yunge got into the quilt in shame, leaving only his black hair exposed.

Shen Zhaoxue picked up one, just glanced at it and then laughed out loud, "When your Majesty and fellow ministers were doing it, did you look at it so seriously?"

The outline on the picture is so detailed that Shen Zhaoxue can clearly count the amount of sweat on his forehead.

The first picture was the first time the two did it. Shen Zhaoxue pressed him on the haystack.

In the second picture, the two were on the table, the memorial fell to the floor, someone shouted outside the door, Di Yunge showed surprise, and stretched out his hand to push him.

In the third picture, the two are soaking in the water, and Di Yunge has no strength to hold him tightly.

Seeing him looking at the picture, Di Yunge poked his head out cautiously to see his expression.