Chapter 41 Pretending to be a little white flower
At the beginning of the fifth watch, the sky is dark.
A tall figure walked out along the corridor.
Le Song's lantern is at the side.
The orange light broke through the night.
The lights flickered from far to near, and the night watch servant opened the main door early, waiting for his master to cross the courtyard, get on the carriage and enter the court hall.
The tall and straight figure strolled past the concierge as usual, and similar scenes repeated themselves day after day, year after year, without change.
It's the same but different now. I crossed the red lacquered gate and looked down the steps subconsciously.
There was no one outside the open door. His steps hesitated slightly before he bent down and entered the carriage.
After sitting down, I subconsciously glanced at the corner of the car. The place where I had placed the carrier a few days ago became empty again, as if something had entered and then swept away quickly.
A slight strangeness appeared in his heart, making his brows seem to be covered with a layer of ice and snow.
Getting used to something like this is sometimes incredible. Once you get used to something, it becomes natural.
Because she had woken up earlier than the chickens for several days in a row, Pei Shu's brain did not wake up at the fourth watch, but her body functions revived.
Opening her dazed eyes and looking at the darkness inside and outside, Pei Shu was stunned for a moment, then remembered that she didn't have to get up early today, and fell straight down again.
She slept soundly until daylight. It was a blessing to have a full sleep. Pei Shu slowly got out of bed and stretched herself comfortably.
The hand in mid-air suddenly stopped.
Hiss, I seem to have forgotten something important.
Oops, there’s Xie Xian’s painting class in the East Palace today...
Pei Shu raised her voice and called Yun Lu in.
He packed up and left the house in a hurry.
As soon as she arrived at the verandah, she heard a soft voice calling her: "Sister, I have something to ask you."
Pei Shu looked over impatiently.
Pei Yu is dressed in a pink Sichuan brocade, with a melon-seed face, thin eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes. Although her facial features are not as bright and stunning as Pei Shu's, there is an aura of weakness between her eyebrows and eyes that makes me pity her.
Her soft words naturally reveal her delicate demeanor with exposed petals, like a precious porcelain doll, which makes people naturally feel the desire to protect her.
But the people here did not include Pei Shu: "What's the matter? What the hell... If you have anything to say, please tell me."
Whether Pei Shu deliberately pretended to be cold and dignified in the previous life, or Pei Shu returned to her true nature in this life, her and Pei Yu's temperaments are completely different.
Not a stranger at all.
Putting aside the grudges from the previous life, you can't urinate into a pot.
If she hadn't noticed that Pei Yu was a little weird, Pei Shu would have been too lazy to talk to her.
Pei Yu looked at his eldest sister with watery almond eyes, and said softly: "I just want to ask about the marriage. Has my sister made a statement to His Majesty?"
Pei Shu lied and opened her mouth: "As I said, Your Majesty promised to replace you with someone else."
"Impossible!" Pei Yu blurted out, and then stopped hastily: "Obviously..." It was obvious that the marriage ended in nothing. She dreamed about it last night.
Just like that day when she dreamed of Qilang High School, His Majesty selected him as the third flower, and at a young age he became the Minister of the Ministry of Finance...
"What is it?" Pei Shu's eyes suddenly became sharp and he stared at her and asked.
After all, he is only fourteen, and now Pei Yu can't hide his emotions perfectly. Facing the sudden sharp and scrutinizing gaze, his eyes can't help but dodge: "It's nothing, sister, go and do your work."
Pei Shu sneered: "Pei Yu, I still like your arrogance better."
Pei Yu's expression seemed confused: "I don't understand what sister means?"
There was a smile on Pei Shu's lips and she clicked her tongue: "You can't get a little white rabbit into a wolf's den. You are all wolves, so why should you deceive yourself and others?"
No matter how much he pretends to be a little white flower, he is still a wolf, a wolf with a ferocious nature.
She was tired from acting, and she was tired from watching.
I'm not interested in acting with her, it would be more interesting to fight head-on.
Such little tricks were so boring that Pei Shu suddenly lost interest in spying on her secrets and decided to give it up.
About three quarters later, Pei Shu hurried to Tianlu Pavilion.
When she arrived, Xie Xian, who was wearing a long robe, was standing beside the young prince with his back to the door, giving advice from time to time.
Pei Shu held up her skirt, held her breath and moved to the seat little by little, preparing to sit down quietly, pretending that she had been here for a long time.
only......
It was too quiet in the hall. No matter how careful you were to move the chair, you would still make a small sound.
With the sound, one large and one small turned their heads at the same time, and Pei Shu froze on the spot with nowhere to hide.
Xie Xian turned back, raised his narrow eyes, and glanced at her indifferently.
To be fair, this glance was not harsh, but Pei Shu felt inexplicably guilty and short of breath.
It's been an hour since we should have taken a break, so being so late was a little too much.
After the class, Pei Shu had to switch from being a classmate of the young prince to being his teacher. Xie Xian finally saved some face and said,
"Auntie is extremely intelligent. I think she can understand the essence without having to listen to a lecture."
What can Pei Shu say? Just bite the bullet and go ahead.
Anyway, for a person like her who has no artistic talent, it doesn't make much difference whether she listens to the lecture or not.
Pei Shu stretched her neck and looked at the drawing paper spread out by the little prince in front of her, and carefully identified it. This morning's study should be a tree with colorful fallen flowers?
Thinking of the little skills my master once taught me, I suddenly felt confident. Drawing trees is the simplest thing.
Dip the tip of the pen into thick ink, blow out the ink ball, and make a few strokes sideways to get the main stem. Then take the paint and dot the painting. Isn't it done?
When I got excited, the ink trembled a lot, and it spread into a big pool. Looking horizontally and vertically, it didn't look like a tree, but more like a thick charcoal?
Forget it, I don't have enough painting skills, so I came up with colors. Pei Shushua dipped the paint in, and the bare charcoal on the drawing paper suddenly became richer in color.
Something like that.
It was the first time she boldly used colors, and the colors were quite beautiful. Pei Shu immediately felt confident and filled up the drawing paper with all the available colors.
From her perspective, there is nothing wrong with the masterpiece she painted except for it being a little mottled and blurry.
An hour passed.
The little prince had already handed in his homework and made a few corrections under Xie Xian's guidance.
He has a good talent, and with a little guidance from Xie Xian, he has become a decent painter from a child's graffiti. Not to mention how skilled the painter is, at least he can clearly see that it is a tree.
Xiao Qiyuan sat upright in his seat and waited for a long time, but did not wait for Pei Shu to hand in the paper. The day was at its peak, and his stomach growled with hunger.
She glanced at Xie Xian above her and saw that he was holding the scroll and looking at it intently, so she quietly moved her buttocks closer to Pei Shu's desk. With her little hands behind her back, she kept poking at Pei Shu's desk to remind her that it was time to hand in the scroll.
Already.
"Don't make trouble." Pei Shu was immersed in the world of color and couldn't extricate herself: "I will adjust the color again, it is almost perfect."
This painting is her most satisfying painting so far. It turns out that color can turn decay into magic!
Chapter completed!