Who Cares

When Guan Suyi arrived at Ganquan Palace, he saw that Emperor Sheng Yuan was sitting on the main seat with a golden sword. Ye Jieyu knelt and sat at his feet. He didn't even catch a futon, so he could only put his whole body weight on the heel and back. Rickety, head drooping, humble like a slave girl.

Before Guan Suyi had time to salute, he saw the other party making a big move and called, "Come and sit down."

The maid named Yongzhu immediately moved a stool and placed it beside the emperor. Guan Suyi walked over and glanced at Ye Zhen embarrassedly. At any rate, it's Ms. Jieyu, and I'm just a maid. Where is the reason why my maid is kneeling while the maid is sitting?

When the Emperor Shengyuan saw that she was standing still, he realized something, and shook his sleeve at Ye Zhen, "Go down." He shouted like he was driving a dog.

Ye Zhen replied in a low voice, and when he raised his head, he quickly glanced at Guan Suyi. The bloodshot eyes were filled with resentment and jealousy. Although only a trace of it shed, it was enough to make people fearful. Guan Suyi couldn't understand what the two of them were arguing about, no matter how short-lived the love of the emperor was, there was no need to despise them to such a degree. Even she, an outsider, could feel the attitude of Emperor Sheng Yuan towards Ye Zhen. He didn't treat her as a person at all.

It turned out that Empress Jieyu, who made Zhao Chunxi so longing for her, was so embarrassed behind her back. Guan Suyi sighed in her heart, but did not sympathize with each other because of this. As early as when Ye Jieyu had killed her inexplicably, they had already become enemies, and being kind to the enemy was cruel to themselves.

"Sit down." Emperor Sheng Yuan tapped the desktop.

Guan Suyi bowed his knees and sat down steadily, focusing on the tea cup in front of him, as if fascinated. She was afraid that she would accidentally anger Longyan by saying the wrong thing, so she didn't say a word, and stopped silently. The Emperor Shengyuan seemed to have expected her to be like this a long time ago. He just looked at her up and down with a pair of eagle eyes, and when she couldn't hold her back, and blushed half of her face, he smiled wildly, "Come with me for dinner."

It’s good to eat, do something without talking. Guan Suyi breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly covered her hot cheeks while the other party was not paying attention. Being watched so intently by a man, no matter how good she is, it is inevitable.

The imperial meal was prepared quickly, and they were placed on two small food tables respectively. Emperor Sheng Yuan only said "please" and picked up the bowl to eat. His actions were not rude, but the speed was extremely fast, but he was full in a moment, put it down Wash your mouth and wash your hands with a bowl, and then stare at the opposite side. Guan Suyi's scalp was numb when he saw him. He was about to put down the bowl and said that he had used it well, but he listened to his solemn order, "The food in the food table must be finished. I don't like to waste it."

His meal is very simple, but two meats, one vegetarian and one soup, he has eaten cleanly now. Guan Suyi also has two meats, one vegetable and one soup, but the weight is only one-third of his. At most, he can eat an eighth full, but there is no reason to eat it. The world says that the emperor's **** is extravagant, but now it does not seem to be the case.

Guan Suyi agreed, and slowly cleaned up the dishes and rice, constantly wondering about the purpose of this person calling herself into the palace. Did he let himself go last time, he regretted it? Thinking of this, her heart was raised high, and her brows were also frowned tightly.

Emperor Sheng Yuan tapped on the desktop, "Since I have replayed you, I will not move you again in the future. The sky is big and the earth is big, and you can eat the most. Eat fast, don't think about it."

Guan Suyi's cheeks flushed, and he quickly picked up a bowl of grilled rice.

The two quit their meals quietly, and each drank a cup of hot tea. Although they didn't say a word, the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Seeing that the opposite side's color has improved a lot, and his emotions have eased, Emperor Sheng Yuan slowly said, "Since you said that the painting is fake, what about the real scene? You Guan family replaced the literary magnate, for you Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are not difficult, right? Can you re-make a painting for me and leave a thought?"

This is not difficult, what is difficult? Guan Suyi's newly relaxed nerves tightened instantly. Restoring the real scene was another blow to the emperor, but if she painted too tragically, she had to stab him in his heart. If he had a heart attack because of this, he might explain it to Ganquan Palace today. As the saying goes, "A companion is like a tiger", this is not exaggerated at all.

There was a thin layer of sweat in her palm, but she could not refuse. The real scene is too tragic, then dig a trace of warmth from the tragedy, and also poke the softest part of this person's heart, so that he will not completely wipe out his conscience.

She had an idea among the sparks, and stood up and saluted, "The minister's wife would like to try her best."

"Very good, bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone." Shengyuan Emperor shouted loudly.

Bai Fu hurriedly entered the four treasures of the above room, and was about to pour water into the inkstone, but saw that the emperor had picked up the ink stick and was about to do it himself. He immediately stepped aside and stood by. Seeing that one of the two paints, the other blends ink and paint, they seem to match very well, so he can't help lowering his head and secretly telling himself not to think about it.

Guan Suyi didn't intend to paint the whole process, but fixed the picture at the moment when mother and son parted ways. The mother held the child tightly and brought her cut wrist to his mouth so that he could **** it. Her eyes were the despair of dying, and the resentment of being harmed, and more of her reluctance and pity for the child. There were tears in the corners of her eyes, but there was a smile on her mouth, which seemed to encourage the child to live well.

Guan Suyi didn't know what the emperor's biological mother looked like, but it would never be wrong to describe and beautify it according to the original painting. She thought for a while, and put a lot of blood on her cheeks and fingertips, making her pale face look a bit majestic. The little child nestled in her arms, his eyebrows could vaguely see the appearance of the Emperor Sheng Yuan, his lips were stained with blood, but his expression was content and calm.

But in fact, how can a newborn child be so full and round? Most of them are shriveled and weak, with red and blue faces, and it takes ten and a half months to see their appearance. The Toyo painter vilified the painting, but she beautified it. After all, she was ordered to act, and she was helpless.

The details were changed and changed again, until the tragic and warmth of the mother and child's birth were all on the paper, Guan Suyi put down the brush, bowed and said, "Is the emperor satisfied?" After seeing the other party answer for a long time, she looked up. But saw that he had already burst into tears, crying silently.

Guan Suyi hurriedly lowered his head and stepped back, doing a "look at the nose, nose and heart".

Emperor Sheng Yuan felt his cheeks chill, and he realized that he was crying after touching it with his hand. He wiped it indiscriminately and wiped his fingertips clean. Then he picked up the painting and looked at it. After a long time, he handed it to Bai Fu, and said dumbly, "Mount it and hang it in the Buddhist hall."

Bai Fu took the painting carefully, and hurried away. Another Jin Yiwei walked in and whispered, "Master, the brazier is ready."

Emperor Sheng Yuan nodded, strode out, and when he crossed the threshold, he noticed that Guan Suyi was still standing in place.

"Yes." Guan Suyi obeyed her promise, and then stepped forward to keep up. When she left the hall, there was a large brazier on the open ground, and the charcoal inside was burning, emitting warm heat. A lot of things were scattered around the brazier, including altar tables, altars, wooden fish, and even the painting that was once offered up at the bottom, showing only a bright red corner.

Emperor Sheng Yuan threw things into the brazier one by one, seeming to burn the past, but also seeming to destroy the demons. The billowing smoke rushed into the sky, then spread out layer by layer, and finally disappeared. He picked up the blood-red painting, glanced at it indifferently, and threw it into the flame without hesitation. There was a crackling noise, and the painting was first turned into coke, and finally only a handful of ashes remained.

Only then did Emperor Sheng Yuan pick up a soft chair and sit down, then pointed to the futon beside his feet, and said, "Let's recite the curse."

Guan Suyi stepped forward and whispered, "Can you give me a pot of hot tea?"

Emperor Sheng Yuan gave a short laugh, and the haze that spread over his eyebrows slowly dissipated, leaving nothing but aftertaste. He raised his hand and jokingly said, "Bring up the big urn in the tea room and make tea on the spot. Mrs. Guan likes to drink as much as you want, and you can be full."

Guan Suyi's cheeks flushed, and she felt embarrassed and helpless. In the end, she had no choice but to curtsey and say, "Thanks to the emperor for the reward."

The guards never expected that the emperor would be joking, but they didn't dare not take his words seriously. Sure enough, they brought a big urn and put it on the brazier to make tea. Guan Suyi thanked him again, and finally chanted the Mantra of Rebirth earnestly, thinking that today he would chant smoke in his throat and his tongue tingling, but he heard a soft voice from above, "If you are tired, stop, don’t be hard. support."

Guan Suyi's heartstrings were slightly relaxed, and she continued to read, but after two quarters of an hour, she heard a faint snoring sound from her side. He looked up, only to find that Emperor Sheng Yuan fell asleep again like last time, but his expression was more calm. , The corners of her mouth are slightly bent, as if she had a good dream. There was heat from the brazier in all directions, baking the harsh winter into a melting spring. Unknowingly, her voice was getting lower and lower, and she was also drowsy. When she tilted her head, she threw herself at the people next to her. I had a nightmare last night and got up early in the morning for the three banquets. She was really exhausted. Seeing the tiger dozing off, she couldn't hold it anymore.

A Jinyiwei secretly said something bad. He was about to rush to the rescue, but he saw the emperor quickly opened his eyes. The strong murderous aura instantly spread, his sleeves trembled, and a dagger was already in his palm and out of its sheath. However, he did not cut the neck of a close person with a knife like in the past. Instead, he sniffed lightly to identify the person, then his expression softened, and one hand gently adjusted Madam Guan’s posture to make her lean more comfortably. , Rubbed a hand on her face a few times.

He looked at Yong Zhu and pointed to the inner hall. Yong Zhu understood her heart, and brought two large cloaks, one draped on Madam Guan's shoulders, and the other draped on the master, but he waved his hand and refused. Instead, he pulled a corner of Madam Guan's cloak and placed it on her leg. The two of them put on a robe, one sitting, the other lying on each other's lap, and fell into a deep sleep. The palace people were afraid that they would be blowing a cold wind, and quickly burned several braziers and placed them around.

Ye Zhen stood under the corridor, looking at this scene from a distance, his face was pale and his expression was stubborn.