Chapter 255 Reflection
"You are absolutely right, I do... love the Imperial Concubine."
So, how dare you put her in danger?
Xie Chenghui smiled and patted Painter Li on the shoulder. Seeing him being dragged away by the guards stupidly, his eyes softened again.
How could he paint the Imperial Concubine in private?
If possible, he would never want to paint her in his life.
Because love will be revealed in the brushstrokes, anyone who understands painting can see the emotions.
The portrait of the Imperial Concubine just now did not show even two-tenths of his skills, because he was afraid that if he painted it too carefully, it would become evidence for others to attack her in the future.
Liking her is his own business, why drag her into the bottomless pain when she is so glamorous.
Xie Chenghui touched the paint that had solidified on the hem of his clothes with his fingers, and packed up his things with his servant and left the bamboo forest.
"Yuer!"
After finally catching up with Jiang Xinyue, the two groups of people had already stopped outside the garden of Changchun Xianguan.
Without the crowds of people watching, Jiang Xinyue didn't even have to save face for the emperor.
The emperor grabbed her sleeve, she shook it off, then grabbed it again, then shook it off again...
This repeated four or five times, Jiang Xinyue turned around and pushed him away, her eyes full of disappointment: "I wonder what the emperor wants to do by following a fickle-minded concubine like me? Do you want to catch me having an affair? Do you want to see how many adulterers I have?"
"That's not what I meant."
Emperor Xuanwu, who was in the wrong first, begged for mercy in a low voice: "I'm just... I'm just jealous."
"Let's go!"
Wang Dequan waved his hand: "Let's go, what are you doing here? Xi Que, take them back and do what you should do."
Xi Que looked very unconvinced. Why did he only mention her name when there were so many people here?
She seemed like a thorn in the side.
Xiao Xiangzi pulled the magpie who was about to have a look with Wang Dequan and hurried in. The palace people in Hexi Palace only hoped that the misunderstanding between the empress and the emperor would be resolved soon, and they all entered the Changchun Fairy Pavilion one after another.
Wang Dequan himself also walked to a place where he could not hear his master's words, but could see the two masters.
The minions from Jiuzhou Qingyan naturally followed Manager Wang, and they would do whatever he did.
After the palace maids and eunuchs had all left, the emperor clenched his fist, put it to his lips and coughed, then said awkwardly, "Yuer, I am thirty-two years old this year, and you are only eighteen, at the peak of your youth and beauty. I... I saw you and Xie Chenghui standing together, you lowered your head and smiled, and the way he looked at you... was as if you and he were supposed to be a pair of talented scholars and beautiful women. I felt uncomfortable, and I seemed to have a surge of anger that I didn't know how to vent, so..."
"So Your Majesty can just go along with the other concubines and say that I had an affair with Painter Xie? Does Your Majesty know what a good reputation means to a concubine in the harem?"
Jiang Xinyue said with tears in her eyes, "It means life and death, it means that my child will be without a mother, it means that my family will be implicated to death by me, it means that I... I..."
She became more and more angry as she spoke, and she waved away the hand that Emperor Xuanwu extended, screaming, "Don't touch me! No one touch me!"
Trembling all over as she tried her best to control her excited emotions, she took a few deep breaths and stepped back step by step, "Your Majesty is jealous, but lets me bear the consequences of your jealousy. On what basis? If Your Majesty puts me on an equal footing with you and loves me, then I ask you, on what basis?"
"I..."
"Your Majesty, I am tired. Please reflect on your behavior today! I will take my leave."
She really did not even give Emperor Xuanwu a chance to speak.
"Bang!"
The loud sound of the door closing slammed heavily on Emperor Xuanwu's face. Although it did not hit him, it was like a slap in the face, hitting his heart hard, and frightened him so much that his body shrank.
He recognized the person by the sound. It was the door of Xijue Pass.
The moon hanging in the night sky tonight was very round, and the moonlight was shining on the stone steps at the entrance of Changchun Xian Pavilion. Emperor Xuanwu sighed and really began to reflect on his rash and impulsive behavior today.
Yue'er was right. He should not let Yue'er bear the consequences of his jealousy.
She and Painter Xie were innocent, but he questioned her innocence in front of so many people. How could she save face?
No wonder Yue'er was so angry. He was really wrong this time.
How could Yue'er be the kind of person who judges people by appearance? She had only met Xie Chenghui a few times, and he was always there. He knew it all!
But still...
he couldn't control the anger that came up at that time and lost his temper at Yue'er.
Alas...
He sat on the stone steps with a pitiful look on his face, sighing once, twice, three times...
He kept sighing until Wang Dequan came over: "Your Majesty, it's late at night, it's time to rest. Tomorrow the local officials in Zhenzhou will host a banquet for you and the Imperial Concubine. You should go back to Jiuzhou Qingyan and rest early! The Imperial Concubine will probably ignore you until she calms down."
"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute."
The words that came out of Wang Dequan's cold mouth were so cold and ruthless, and none of them were what he liked to hear.
Wang Dequan bit his lower lip and looked at the emperor pitifully.
This old guy is still aggrieved...
Emperor Xuanwu was very irritable, sighed again, slowly stood up, looked at the door of Changchun Xianguan for a while, and then left, looking back every few steps.
He could only think of ways to coax Yue'er later.
He himself did not even realize that when Jiang Xinyue got angry for the first time and closed the palace gate, he was thinking about coaxing her. But this time, he was thinking about coaxing her.
The difference of one word shows that Jiang Xinyue's position in his mind has become more and more important.
It is not that she squeezes into his heart in a domineering and tough way, but a little bit, moistening everything silently, so that he himself does not even notice the heartbeat and care.
On weekdays, he does not feel anything, but once other excellent opposite sex approaches Jiang Xinyue, the emperor will feel offended.
Mu Tan closed the garden gate gently and reported the battle situation to the master behind: "Empress, the emperor is gone."
"Gone?"
Concubine Jiang frowned: "Why doesn't the emperor wait a little longer? Maybe the Imperial Concubine will open the door soon!"
Mu Tan shook her head: "Last time the emperor made the Imperial Concubine angry, she closed the palace gates and didn't let the emperor in for three months. This time the emperor's crime is more serious, accusing the Imperial Concubine of having an affair with painter Xie, so she has to ignore the emperor even more? In my opinion, it will take at least four or five months."
Four or five months?
Then they all returned to the capital after the summer vacation.
If she can't reconcile with the emperor before then, wouldn't it be a waste of opportunities for those concubines who covet the emperor's body?