Chapter 230 The three giants who tore their faces apart
"Your Majesty, Eunuch Wang is here and said that the Emperor has summoned you to Chengqian Palace and asked you to bring the Phoenix Seal with you."
What is the purpose of taking the Phoenix Seal?
Jiang Xinyue was puzzled, but without any hesitation, she asked Xi Que to carry the Phoenix Seal out from inside, put it in the box, and sat on the sedan chair to rush to Chengqian Palace.
At the same time, Concubine Yu and Concubine De were also invited to Chengqian Palace.
The Emperor, wearing a solemn dragon robe and imperial robe, sat on the main seat of Chengqian Palace. On his right, there was an empty seat, but next to the seat was the Empress' Phoenix robe and court dress.
Xie Chenghui was previously fascinated by painting. Before the age of sixteen, he followed famous teachers to travel around the world and appreciate the landscape. He returned to Beijing at the age of seventeen. Following the arrangement of his family, he entered the painting academy and became a court painter.
He has not seen the living empress, but he saw the deceased empress when he painted the funeral a few days ago, so now even without looking at her, he can paint the empress exactly like her.
However, it is a great honor to be painted for the emperor and empress. The painters in the painting academy repeatedly told him to be cautious, so he could not finish this painting in one day.
The emperor spent more than half of his time every day discussing matters with court officials or reviewing memorials, and the extra time was to communicate with the concubines in the harem.
There was not so much time for him to paint.
"Xiao Xie, the painter's paintings are really beautiful. When you have time, please paint one for me!"
The concubine looked at the handsome boy who put down his brush with admiration. No matter how she looked at it, she felt that the empress, who had not yet been painted, looked like she was alive.
Especially her eyes, which were stern but a little kind, just like the empress when she was alive.
"If the Empress wants to be painted, you can find Painter Li in the painting academy. He is also an expert at painting portraits."
Concubine Yu seemed to have heard something she shouldn't have heard: "You don't want to paint for me?"
Xie Chenghui raised his hands and bowed: "I don't paint portraits."
Because he always felt that painting portraits required careful observation of a person's every move, every frown and every smile. It was best to live with the person being painted for a period of time and understand her personality before starting to paint. Only then can the person he painted have the soul he wanted.
If Emperor Xuanwu hadn't ordered him to paint the emperor and empress this time, he wouldn't have wanted to take this job. Not only did it go against his own wishes, but it also made Painter Li unhappy.
Before Concubine Yu wanted to say something, Wang Dequan's voice was heard outside: "Your Majesty, Concubine Xian is here."
The sunlight in the sky was gradually setting. There were many large windows in Chengqian Palace, and the lighting was excellent. Even at dusk, warm light came in from all directions.
Jiang Xinyue wore a moon-white robe embroidered with sky-blue epiphyllum patterns. Her plain face was not made up, which made her pure and beautiful.
A faint halo hit her face and coated her body, dyeing her with a layer of soft warm orange light.
Her beautiful appearance was only her least noteworthy advantage. She also had a delicate and pure, ethereal and charming temperament. If the fairy in the sky had a prototype, she should look like this.
Xie Chenghui had never seen Concubine Xian, he had only heard from his father that she was a "beauty that brings disaster".
At that time, he only thought that Concubine Xian should be another Concubine Li Gui.
But he never thought that Concubine Xian's face was... actually the way he liked it.
He didn't paint portraits because his master said that outside of official business, he was only allowed to paint the most beautiful things in the world.
Jiang Xinyue saluted the emperor and then looked at the handsome young man behind the desk.
Concubine Xian...seemed to be a pair with him in the same clothes.
Why are his ears red? His
neck is red too?
Does this man have a systemic allergy?
Emperor Xuanwu held her hand and said, "Chenghui, that's all for today. Can we paint again tomorrow?"
The emperor was obsessed with looks and was always more tolerant of good-looking ministers, not to mention that Xie Chenghui was not only good-looking, but also his favorite court painter.
So even if he found out that the two were wearing the same clothes, he was not too angry.
Xie Chenghui didn't dare to look at the stunning Concubine Xian again. He lowered his head and said "yes". He couldn't wait to pack up his things and ran away with his servant. Concubine
Yu was so angry that her teeth itched. A mere painter dared to refuse to paint her.
Why not paint a portrait?
Aren't the emperor and the empress a human being?
The three big concubines in the harem are together, and they are the kind who have torn each other's faces. It's exciting just to watch.
The battlefield between women will never see the smoke of gunpowder.
While the emperor was in the back hall changing into casual clothes, Yu Fei glared at Xie Chenghui's back, then squinted at De Fei and said, "The emperor has been busy taking care of the queen's affairs these days and has no time to visit the third prince. I heard from the eldest princess that the third prince can't speak. Has sister De Fei found out what happened?"
De Fei, whose pain point was touched, didn't pretend to be virtuous: "The emperor handed over the power of the palace to "I have been investigating the matter for a long time, but the emperor has been investigating the matter for a long time. I
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Concubine Yu glanced at Jiang Xinyue nervously: "You... Sister Defei is so concerned about how I manage the palace affairs. Are you dissatisfied with the emperor taking back your golden book?"
Concubine De looked at her with disdain: "The golden book is not yours, nor is it mine. It belongs to the future empress."
She looked at Jiang Xinyue meaningfully, hinting to Concubine Yu that the empress that the emperor has chosen is here!
Jiang Xinyue didn't say a word, but Concubine De always pulled Concubine Yu's hatred value onto her. It was really wicked.
She looked at Concubine De with a pair of clear eyes, without saying a word, just looking at her with sharp eyes.
Defei touched her face and said, "Empress Xianfei, is there something on my face?"
"You are so noisy, can you shut up?"
Jiang Xinyue blinked indifferently, "You are so eager to make hatred for me, are you afraid that you will have a hard time when I become the queen? Then your worry is quite right."
Defei was so annoyed by her that she couldn't say a word.
Jiang Xinyue, she is too direct.
Everyone in the palace speaks in a roundabout way, even if they hate someone to the core, they always smile when facing each other.
Jiang Xinyue was like that before.
But after she became the virtuous concubine this time, her whole personality changed. She
became a knife that hurts people.
Her likes and dislikes are clearly displayed on the surface, and she no longer plays Tai Chi with others.
This made the always virtuous and upright Defei not know how to respond.
Seeing that Defei was embarrassed, the remaining concubines rarely sang against Jiang Xinyue.
Not long after, the emperor changed into an apricot-colored dress with light blue cloud patterns.
Wang Dequan glanced at Jiang Xinyue's moon-white dress with blue patterns of epiphyllum embroidery, and complained in his heart: You still say you are not jealous!
Similar outfits were put on.