Chapter 23: The Emperor's Heart
Quan Minghe raised the corner of his mouth and sneered.
"You wasted a lot of my time today. Tell me, how do you make it up to me?"
Shen Yuling lowered her head, and her plump, pink nails slid slowly across the back of Quan Minghe's hand.
It seemed nonchalant, yet also seemed to carry a hint of teasing.
After a while, her red lips opened slightly.
Her tone was soft and tender: "I will accompany you till the end of the night, is that okay?"
Originally, Quan Minghe just felt a slight numbness in his hands due to her actions, but at this moment, this voice went straight into his heart.
His eyes darkened and he stared at her for a moment.
Finally he said, "Then paint it."
Shen Yuling was not satisfied after hearing this, but instead became more and more demanding.
"Your Majesty, I also have a request."
She raised her beautiful eyes and looked at Quan Minghe, with a hint of cunning in her eyes.
Quan Minghe was calm and composed, waiting quietly for her to make her request.
Shen Yuling turned lightly in front of him.
"Your Majesty has never praised me for wearing this outfit today."
Shen Yuling stopped and looked at Quan Minghe with full eyes.
Quan Minghe then looked at her carefully again. Her different outfit tonight really caught his eye.
It is indeed worthy of praise.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at her, and pondered for a while.
"Her skin is as smooth as snow, and her face is as bright as a flower."
Shen Yuling smiled and asked, "Anything else?"
"The cherry lips are smiling, and the jade-like face reflects the morning glow."
A hint of pride flashed in Shen Yuling's eyes.
"Then your majesty, you must draw my icy skin, pink cheeks, cherry lips, and jade-like appearance later!"
There was a hint of arrogance in his words.
"You are good at setting a trap for me."
"Forget it. I'll play with you today."
Then he gave her another meaningful look.
"Don't let me down, Miss Shen."
Quan Minghe stood up from the couch and walked towards the main hall of Yaohua Palace.
Although Li Ming was genuinely shocked at the emperor's unusual attitude towards Concubine Shen, he did not show it on his face and quickly and swiftly arranged various matters.
He sent someone to place all the painting supplies in the main hall, and then quickly ordered someone to call the court musicians over. Everything was arranged properly.
Soon, everything was ready.
Shen Yuling stood in the center of the hall.
Quan Minghe sat down opposite her, and the painting supplies were neatly arranged on the table he brought over.
The musicians had also tuned their instruments behind the screen, waiting for the music to begin.
Quan Minghe raised his eyes and asked, "What are you dancing for?"
Shen Yuling responded crisply: "The imperial concubine is drunk."
Quan Minghe frowned: "What is a concubine?"
Oh, I was wrong. There was no such position in the Qian Dynasty.
"No, it's the beauty who's drunk."
Quan Minghe nodded. He had never heard of this dance before. If it was new to him, he would be somewhat interested in it.
In an instant, melodious music sounded, flowing in the hall like gurgling water.
Shen Yuling walked towards Lan Ying with lotus steps and took the wine jug and wine glass from her hands.
Lan Ying was facing Concubine Shen at the moment, and she felt that every step Concubine Shen took seemed to be walking on the tip of her heart.
So beautiful, so fairy-like, and so charming.
Shen Yuling held the wine jug, tilted it slightly, and the wine flowed into the glass.
When the glass was full, she held it steadily and began to dance to the music.
She spun and swayed with a body as light as a swallow, and not a drop of the wine in the glass was spilled, which showed that her dancing skills were very solid.
As she kept spinning, her gauze dress fluttered, which was a beautiful sight.
He drank the wine in the glass, his eyes seemed melancholy and lonely.
As Quan Minghe sat there, he seemed to be really brought into the scene of a beautiful woman drowning her sorrows in wine.
It is hard to tell whether it is the beautiful dance or the sad appearance of the beauty that is more touching.
Shen Yuling filled the glass again.
Sometimes he would raise the wine glass above his head and look up intently.
Sometimes he would put the wine glass close to his chest and shake it gently.
Finally, she turned her back to Quan Minghe, bent backwards, raised her head, and her clothes slipped off, revealing her snow-white shoulders.
Quan Minghe's breathing suddenly stopped, and dark colors surged in his eyes.
When the music reached its climax, Shen Yuling looked at Quan Minghe from a distance with a dazed look in her eyes.
One step at a time, stepping on the nodes, tiptoeing towards him.
The small white jade bell tied to the end of her hair accompanied the music.
One by one, the beats struck Quan Minghe's heart.
Shen Yuling has starred in so many idol dramas, and her every frown and smile is a carefully crafted beauty.
The cold fairy took advantage of her drunkenness to sit in the emperor's arms, and the wine glass in her hand naturally rested on his thin lips.
And Quan Minghe's eyes never left her since she started dancing.
As a result, the scroll on the table that was originally intended for painting remained untouched at this moment.
He didn't care about much. He saw the wine glass against his lips and his thin lips slightly opened.
With the help of Shen Yuling, he drank the wine in the glass, his Adam's apple rolling slightly.
At this point, the dance is over.
Shen Yuling raised her eyes and looked at Quan Minghe.
"Your Majesty, are you satisfied?"
Quan Minghe responded softly: "Yeah."
The voice from the throat moistened by wine is low and magnetic.
After hearing the satisfactory answer, Shen Yuling returned to her original state.
The jade finger pointed to the still blank scroll on the table.
She said coquettishly: "But I am not satisfied."
After a pause, he continued, "Your Majesty's words are so precious, how can you deceive me?"
Quan Minghe, who was seduced by the beauty, was already thinking about carrying the fairy to bed.
After hearing her words, he glanced at the blank scroll again, then looked down at the woman with a puffy face and looking angry.
Sigh.
"Sit next to me. I'm drawing now."
Shen Yuling got down from his lap and sat obediently on his left.
Leisurely prepared to watch the emperor's painting of beauty.
In his mind, Quan Minghe recalled every expression and every posture of hers when she was dancing just now.
After careful consideration, he chose the moment that he liked the most.
Start painting.
It's a beauty looking down at the wine in the glass, her eyes filled with thousands of thoughts and ten thousand kinds of tenderness.
It is the tenderness, charm and loveliness that Quan Minghe wants to hold in his arms when he sees her.
In the Qian Dynasty, painting has always been about the beauty of artistic conception.
Quan Minghe has superb painting skills. With just a few strokes of the brush in his hand, the image of a beautiful woman who looks both fairy-like and sexy comes to life on the paper.
Her eyebrows, posture, and charm were all accurately depicted by Quan Minghe with ink.
The painting is completed.
Quan Minghe asked: "Are you satisfied?"
"I like it. Your Majesty has superb painting skills. Every stroke of the brush is full of fairy-like beauty and rhythm."
“Excellent.”
Shen Yuling walked around the table where the scroll was placed and stood to the right of Quan Minghe.
He picked up the black lacquer-tube brush with a gold-painted double dragon pattern and looked up at Quan Minghe.
He asked, "Your Majesty, can I write an inscription?"
Quan Minghe looked at her intently.
nod.
He never let anyone inscribe words on his paintings.
It was just that Shen Yuling's dance just now gave him a pleasant surprise, so at this moment he couldn't help but feel a little bit of anticipation for what she was going to ask.
Shen Yuling held the brush, dipped it in ink, and then wrote something on the blank space on the right side of the scroll.
Her handwriting is extremely beautiful, with smooth and graceful strokes, revealing a sense of spirit.
After writing, she raised her eyebrows slightly.
"how?"
Quan Minghe's eyes fell on the inscription.
The first two sentences are normal inscriptions. Although people are amazed at the girl's literary talent, it is not surprising since she comes from the Ye family of Lingxi.
"The imperial ink is light and evenly applied to the beautiful face, and her graceful demeanor is like that of a fairy.
The lines outline endless emotions, and a piece of painting is worth thousands. ”
Just the last sentence...
Quan Minghe whispered: "I hope that the beauty of the city will always stay in the heart of the emperor."
Most of the women in the harem have such expectations, hoping to retain the emperor's favor for a long time with their beauty and talent.
Quan Minghe remembered all the wishes Shen Yuling made outside the Fanyin Temple.
They are all girls' longing for love, pure and passionate.
But after entering the palace, perhaps all he could give her was his favor, and he himself didn't even know how long the favor would last.
Quan Minghe was silent for a moment.
He picked up Shen Yuling horizontally and whispered, "You are in the emperor's arms now, why bother thinking about the future."
Shen Yuling put her arms around his neck and leaned against him affectionately.
He lowered his eyes and sneered in his heart: If you don’t want it now, don’t beg me when you want it in the future.
Quan Minghe held her and walked towards the bedroom.
Only the scroll remained in the hall, which had not yet been put away, quietly emitting the scent of ink under the candlelight.
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