When his hand touched the dragon embroidery on his clothes, Xue Ya suddenly realized that the person holding him down was the emperor, and it was his shortcut to glory and wealth. Although Xue Ya was still dizzy, she tried her best to open her eyes wide.

He stared straight at the person above, making Cui Lingjing uncomfortable.

Cui Lingjing frowned, "What are you looking at?"

Xue Ya couldn't help but smile, but thinking that Cui Lingjing didn't like his smile, she quickly put away her smile and said, "Your Majesty...is he going to favor this slave?"

It was the first time Cui Lingjing met such a straightforward person. She was speechless for a moment. When she saw the other person staring straight at her with a pair of small fox eyes, she sneered, "You think so well."

Xue Ya was startled, seeing Cui Lingjing about to stand up, and quickly put her arms around his neck, "Your Majesty just didn't mean to spoil her..." Halfway through, she saw the other party glaring at her, so she quickly changed her words, "It's okay to kiss her."

Cui Lingjing narrowed her eyes, stretched out her hand and pinched Xue Ya's face, "Does it hurt?"

Xue Ya inhaled in pain, took back the hand holding Cui Lingjing to cover her face, and said aggrievedly: "It hurts."

"If it hurts, you should have woken up from the dream." Cui Lingjing sat up, exhaled softly, and then turned to look at Xue Ya who was still lying on the couch, "Aren't you getting up?"

Xue Ya got up from the couch, her hands still covering her face that had just been pinched. He didn't understand that it was Cui Lingjing who took the initiative to hug him and then pressed him on the couch. How could he turn away and deny anyone in the blink of an eye? The mother in the building just

I have said that a man's face changes after getting out of bed, but I have never said that a man's face changes as soon as he gets into bed.

He stared at Cui Lingjing in confusion, his eyes gradually downward. Cui Lingjing noticed it and said angrily: "What are you looking at?!"

"No, I didn't see anything." Xue Ya quickly looked away, but she couldn't help but wonder if Cui Lingjing had any hidden problems in that area. If so, it would be easy to explain why Cui Lingjing didn't choose a concubine.

Wait, then Cui Lingjing and He Xulan...

Did it turn out that Cui Lingjing wanted to do the following?

Xue Ya blinked and slowly moved to Cui Lingjing's side, "Your Majesty."

When Cui Lingjing saw him approaching, her expression became unnatural for a moment, "What are you going to do again?"

Xue Ya said tentatively: "If Your Majesty needs it, I can also be a slave..."

He stopped.

"What else can it be?" Cui Lingjing looked at Xue Ya.

Xue Ya reorganized her words and tried to be as tactful as possible. After all, no man is willing to admit that he has a hidden illness and can only serve as a servant. "This servant can serve His Majesty in any way, as long as His Majesty needs it."

Xue Ya thought that since he was a man, he could be on top, but he didn't expect that he would be kicked out immediately after saying those words.

Standing outside the closed door of the palace, Xue Ya carefully thought about what she had just said. It seemed that there was no problem. He could be the one above. Why did Cui Lingjing drive him out?

He felt that Cui Lingjing's expression didn't look like he was angry when he drove him away.

For more than ten days after that, Xue Ya could not see Cui Lingjing. Even if he deliberately squatted under Cui Lingjing towards the point where he returned to the palace, every time he was about to squat, someone would tell him to do something.

With all the skills of flattery useless, Xue Ya had no choice but to go to He Xulan. There was no way to start with Cui Lingjing, so he started with He Xulan. Now he had set an additional goal for himself, he wanted to imitate He Xulan.

If he imitated He Xulan well, Cui Lingjing would definitely look at him a few more times if she couldn't pursue He Xulan.

And Xueya went to Ningfu Palace several times and found that He Xulan was either writing or painting, or playing the piano. He was good at playing the piano, but he was terrible at writing and painting. Xueya pressed her chin on the table and watched He Xulan paint. He had already moved

After sitting here on the stool for a long time, He Xulan never stopped.

What He Xulan painted was landscape painting again.

"Brother Queen Mother, is it difficult to draw?" Xue Ya couldn't help but ask.

He Xulan said in a gentle tone, "It's not difficult."

"Oh." Xue Ya said.

He Xulan looked over and said, "Do you want to learn? I'll teach you."

Xue Ya was overjoyed at first, and then waved her hand, "I'm stupid, I can't learn." Although she said she couldn't learn, her eyes kept staring at He Xulan's paintings, with an obvious expression that she didn't mean what she said. He Xulan saw this.

, lowered his eyes and continued drawing, "Okay."

Xue Ya didn't expect that He Xulan didn't follow the routine, so she couldn't help but get a little anxious, but he himself said that he was stupid and couldn't learn, and he couldn't ask He Xulan to teach him again, so he could only look at He Xulan helplessly.

After He Xulan painted a few strokes, he looked at Xue Ya again.

When Xue Ya met He Xulan's eyes, she became even more eager, with a longing expression of "You teach me" on her face.

"Come here."

He Xulan's words made Xue Ya stand up from the stool. He immediately walked to He Xulan's side with a smile on his face, but he still said: "Brother Queen Mother, I'm really stupid, don't scold me later.

"

He Xulan smiled and said, "You're just looking at a painting for me, why would I scold you?"

"Ah?" Xue Ya was stunned.

"Come on, can you help me see how the painting goes?" He Xulan pulled him in front of him, crossed his hand over Xue Ya's waist, and pointed at the painting on the table. Xue Ya looked at the painting and realized that He Xulan just asked him to see how it went.

Anyway, he couldn't laugh anymore. He glanced at the painting perfunctorily before lowering his head and said, "The painting by the Queen Mother is certainly good."

His soulless praise made He Xulan behind him raise an eyebrow.

"Really? Then tell me where you draw well?"

Xue Ya still had no energy, "That's okay, that's okay." After he said this, he quickly said, "I have to leave. His Majesty should have almost finished selecting his concubines today."

The selection of concubines started a few days ago. As the emperor, Cui Lingjing, although reluctant, could only choose in person. After all, he did not have a queen to help him do this. As for the queen mother, He Xulan was a man and it was not convenient for him to do this.

.

Before Xue Ya could leave, someone behind her pressed her shoulder. He Xulan seemed to sigh, with a helpless tone, "You, I can't help but tease you. I'll teach you how to draw. Are you still going?"

Xue Ya looked sideways at He Xulan, the corners of her lips curled up, "I won't leave."

When he smiles, his little fox eyes will also curl up.

He Xulan hummed and handed the brush in his hand to Xue Ya, "Hold it."

Xue Ya complied and looked at the table, "Brother Queen Mother, do you have new drawing paper?"

"Just paint on it." He Xulan's words made Xue Ya stunned again.

"Draw on this?" Xue Ya shook her head quickly, "I will destroy this painting."

"It doesn't matter. If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed. Besides, I can hold the pen." He Xulan said.

Xue Ya had no choice but to do as he was told, but he was still worried about the painting and couldn't start writing at all. After he looked at the painting in a daze for a while, He Xulan's hand came around from behind and gently held his hand, "Look here.

Are you there? You can add a few strokes to make the mountain look more real."

The other party's voice was low and reached his ears.

Xue Ya was led by He Xulan to paint like this. In fact, he didn't move much. He Xulan was holding his hand and painting. But when he saw that the painting was getting better and better, he couldn't help but be happy. He felt that this

There is also his contribution.

"Are you so happy?" He Xulan suddenly asked.

Xue Ya hummed, "It turns out that the painting teachers in the building were unwilling to teach me, saying that I was incredibly stupid." He concealed half of what he said, but those teachers actually said that God only gave him one face, and the rest

He didn't give anything. These words made Xue Ya very angry.

After all, the most popular waiter in their building does not rely on his blush, but his talent and temperament. If only based on his face, the most popular waiter in their building would be ranked among the top ten in their building, not even the top five.

Xue Ya was so happy that she didn't notice that he was really close to He Xulan at this time. He was shorter than He Xulan and was almost in the other's arms.

"Let's finish painting here today." He Xulan let go of Xue Ya, "Today is just a try, not really starting to learn. Come over early tomorrow. Have you got the key to the small door on the east side?"

Because Xue Ya had been visiting a lot recently, He Xulan simply asked the palace attendants to give Xue Ya the key to the small east door. From then on, Xue Ya could enter and leave Ningfu Palace at will.

"Get it." Xue Ya put the brush back into the pen holder. In fact, he wanted to draw again, but he felt that He Xulan's tone just now was a little cold, so he said he was going back.

When He Xulan heard that Xue Ya was going back, she didn't stop her and just nodded.

Seeing He Xulan's reaction, Xue Ya felt more and more that she had not felt wrong just now, He Xulan had indeed become cold towards him.

Why?

This question made Xue Ya couldn't help but think about it in bed at night. She tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. He had finally gotten closer to He Xulan, so why did He Xulan suddenly become cold to him? Could it be that He Xulan, like the other disciples, disliked his lack of talent in painting?

?

Xue Ya suddenly sat up. No, he couldn't let He Xulan be cold to him. Cui Lingjing didn't pay much attention to him. If He Xulan didn't pay attention to him, how could he imitate He Xulan? He hadn't learned anything yet.

Then it is very likely that he will end up being wrapped in a straw mat in his dream.

Thinking of this, Xue Ya got up, picked up a cloak, and put it on her body. It was almost late autumn, and the night was already cold. He sneaked out of the room, and when he reached the palace gate, he hid behind the red pillars and saw clearly what was on duty tonight.

The guard's face quickly called one of them.

"Liang Mu."

The guard named Liang Mu turned around and saw Xue Ya hiding behind the pillar, and immediately came over, "What are you doing out here?"

Xue Ya smiled at Liang Mu, "I want to go out for a while, can you help me?"

Liang Mu frowned when he heard this, "What are you doing out at this time? Forget about going out during the day. It's so late at night..."

Before she finished speaking, Xue Ya's sleeve was pulled by Xue Ya. Under the night, Xue Ya's hand was so white that it shone brightly. "Liang Mu, please help me. I want to go to the Queen Mother and learn to draw during the day."

Your Majesty is here, so I can't stay in Ningfu Palace for a long time. Your Majesty falls asleep at night, so if I go to Ningfu Palace again, I won't be afraid of being discovered by Your Majesty."

Liang Mu was the chief of the guards, and He Xulan told Xue Ya about this person. He Xulan was afraid that it would be inconvenient for Xue Ya to enter and leave Fengrui Palace, so he introduced Liang Mu, the younger brother of a friend before entering the palace, to Xue Ya.
To be continued...