Chapter 306

It seems that the Emperor didn't let the eunuch inform him these two times. Poria Ling back to God to salute, Yan Hongtian has come to the house, a lift to her hand, whispered: "back down."

Tuckahoe looked at the master in the study as if he had no idea. Then he looked at the emperor's face and went out at ease.

It's easy to see a clear and beautiful figure standing at the desk across the tulle. Yan Hongtian's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled and walks in.

On the big desk, five or six brushes of different sizes are arranged in a row. Two black jade brushes are washed on the left and right. A one foot wide dark blue inkstone is placed in the center. The drawing paper covers most of the desk. Qingfeng stands behind the desk, holding a large wolf hair in his hand. The strokes are free and the expression is focused. He only saw Qingfeng's paintings, but he did not see the way she painted them. This time, it was not small. It seemed that the world under his pen was dominated by her. Yan Hongtian saw it in a trance, and his eyes were full of pondering.

Perhaps for the convenience of painting, she only wore a long cross neck dress with narrow sleeves. Under the light and thin clothes, her bulging belly became more and more dazzling. Yan Hongtian frowned again, "painting when she is not comfortable?" The voice was low, but it was plainly displeased.

Qingfeng painted very smoothly today. He was in a good mood. He didn't even lift his head. He said with a smile, "I'm not uncomfortable. It's just that the queen seems to be particularly interested in me recently. The Empress Dowager is back in two days. She doesn't want to deal with them. I'm going to pretend to be ill. "

Yan Hongtian didn't expect that she would say that. She said with a smile, "you are honest."

With a little ink on his brush, he quickly skimmed over in the wash. Qingfeng always draws with his nature. Ren Qingshui drops ink on the paper with his ink. During that time, he looks up at Yan Hongtian and says, "it's not a crime of deceiving the king to lie to you."

Qingfeng seldom teases him so easily. Yan Hongtian doesn't care. The waist on the bracelet is no longer a full grip. Yan Hongtian whispers in her ear, "did you hurt the watcher?"

He did know! Why not teach? Green maple is motionless, changed a little bit of brush, lightly touched ink, not light not heavy light hum way: "by him?"

It's said that the boy pointed his sword at her. No wonder Qingfeng was angry. It seems that all the thorns on his body were up. Yan Hongtian said with a smile, "I almost forgot you have claws." Since Qingling fell into the water, her claws have converged a lot.

For this obvious teasing, green maple shrugged and pretended not to hear. Seeing her painting so focused, Yan Hongtian was curious about what she was painting. She looked down and saw that it was a painting Hunting map?

Over the broad drawing paper, a large area of black and ink makes up the bright cold light of the next turning moon. In the center of the drawing paper, seven or eight gray black wolves are surrounded by a circle of sharp arrows. Half of the body of the arrow ends in the ground. It can be seen that the hunter's strength of pulling the bow. The wolves are trapped in the arrow circle. Several female wolves are scrambling to pick the sand under their feet. A male wolf wants to break through, just now Jump up, the sharp arrow has pierced its front leg, the blood drips along the arrow feather, infects the sediment at the foot. The wolf in the middle should be the head of the pack. Compared with other wild wolves, he looks cold and fierce. His limbs are steady and strong. He is full of strength. His eyes are staring straight ahead, as if he is going to shoot straight into the heart of the viewer. The dark cold eyes flash with the light of calculation and cunning.

Staring at such a pair of eyes, Yan Hongtian had an impulse to fight, and his hand around the waist of Qingfeng tightened unconsciously, "why do you want to draw this all of a sudden?"

Qingfeng could feel the murderous spirit of the man behind her. She was very happy. She drew her own paintings. If she saw no one, she would fail. Qingfeng said with a smile, "I heard an interesting song today and suddenly wanted to draw a hunting map." After entering the palace, she was not interested in drawing. After listening to the painting of Qiu, a picture appeared in her mind immediately. When she returned to the room, she could not wait to draw the warm picture in her heart.

Qingfeng looked over at Yan Hongtian behind him and said with a smile, "isn't it strange that there are only prey but no hunters?"

Yan Hongtian then said with a smile, "hunters should know more about hiding than their prey. I'm just curious about what kind of hunters they are."

"As the saying goes, can't you see the hunter's appearance when you see such prey as servants and masters?" If Yan Hongtian can't see it, it's that she didn't draw that kind of tension. A wonderful painting can't just see what's on it. Qingfeng sighs secretly. She always thinks that her sister and Yuhan Han Han can't show the essence of "the painting of Qiu". She hopes to present one or two of them through her own painting. Now it seems that there is something wrong.

There is a circle of sharp arrows on the ground. It can be seen that it is not difficult for the hunter to shoot his prey, but now he just trapped them in the circle, like playing and provocation. Yan Hongtian could feel the hunter's mind, but it was not enough. He glanced at the wolf, Yan Hongtian's black eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes flashed coldly, reached for the smallest brush, touched a bit of cinnabar, and Qingfeng's eyes brightened suddenly. He was eager to reach for the brush in Yan Hongtian's hand, looked at the excited woman in his arms, Yan Hongtian's thin lips and tiny Yang, and handed it to Qingfeng. She put the scarlet light on the eyes of the wolf king, only a few of them, mingled with the dark eyes of the wolf king. In a moment, the eyes of the wolf burst with the cold light of bleeding red. Despair and hatred mingled with fear. The prey only had such eyes when they were dying and struggling. Yan Hongtian's eyes darkened and his heart was filled with bloodthirsty impulse.

The breath was heavier than usual, which made Qingfeng very satisfied. He took the cinnabar brush and replaced it with the big wolf hair. Qingfeng was stained with several strands of thick ink and waved freely on the paper. The night immediately became more thick and cold. Looking at the woman with natural and unrestrained brushwork in her arms, Yan Hongtian has another doubt in her heart. Qingling said that she lost her memory but was good at autopsy. It's said that qingmo was also a thoughtful expert at solving cases. The Qingfeng around her was really expert in calligraphy and painting as rumours have it, but she preferred this cold style and could accurately present it. The three sisters of Qingjia were really wonderful, or What's the unknown adventure? Yan Hongtian asked casually, "your sisters are all very special. Do you often go out for sightseeing?"

Qingfeng didn't know what the sisters who had been attached by Zhuo Qing and Gu Yun had done outside the palace. Yan Hongtian was curious and said easily: "after all, it's a woman, but she doesn't often go out, but her parents are very tolerant to us. Our sisters often have the opportunity to go out and walk. The eldest sister likes Qin and the younger sister loves chess. Although they also love mountains and rivers, they prefer to go to the spiritual force And feel the peace of mind. "

"And you?" Yan Hongtian admitted that he was more curious about her.

"Me?" Qingfeng smiled and said: "I prefer the magnificent scenery, but unfortunately, I don't have much chance to see it."

Yan Hongtian listened to her quietly, but her deep eyes couldn't see what was going on. The hand naturally rests on Qingfeng's raised abdomen. Since she said last time that the child would kick people, he seems to particularly like this position. In late autumn, the night was a little cold. Unexpectedly, through a thin layer, the abnormal high temperature made him frown again: "so hot, are you really OK?"

A warm heart, Qingfeng pretended to smile easily: "don't worry, I'm not so delicate, or I'll be tossed to death by you." When she first entered the palace, she was in deep water.

Yan Hongtian raises her eyebrows slightly. Is that a complaint?

The firm and broad arms behind him, and the hands on his belly rub from time to time. If there is a touch like nothing, it will make Qingfeng unable to concentrate. Take a deep breath and put down the brush in his hand. Qingfeng sighed, "how can I draw like this?"

Qingfeng thought Yan Hongtian would be domineering and laughed it off, but he was holding her shoulder, turning her around and facing her eyes. Because to paint, the house candle light is very bright, Yan Hongtian's tiredness is so obvious.

The two met for a long time, Yan Hongtian suddenly said seriously, "stay away from the watcher in the future."

Qingfeng was slightly shocked. He was annoyed, confused, curious and speculated. At last, he just said, "OK."

It seems that she is a little tired. Yan Hongtian steps back and sits on the broad mahogany chair behind her. Her hands are still surrounded by green maple, and she sits on her legs. Green maple's face is slightly red, which is very uncomfortable. Want to break free of his hand, but was cuddled more tightly, Yan Hongtian's chin is also gently knocked on her shoulder, eyes half squint. Seeing that his eyebrows were full of tired color, Qingfeng no longer moved. She could hold her arms like this for a while, and then she asked softly, "do you have a headache about the celebration?"

Yan Hongtian said casually. He had to work hard to hold a celebration. This year, there are more incidents than ever before. One is a series of murders that dig the heart for life. Another is a criminal who specializes in raping, raping and looting to do the silver murderer. The embassies of various countries have arrived at the Posthouse one after another, and the capital is becoming more and more restless. If these things are spread out, the dome will be disgraced.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk more, Qingfeng didn't ask. He got up slowly and walked to the inner room with his hand. "If you are too tired, you can have a rest earlier."

I came here today to hear that watcher drew his sword against her. I feel a little uneasy about her. Come and have a look. After talking with her for a while, she was still tired and in a better mood. Yan Hongtian himself wondered when he would start talking to her and sleeping with her for a while, which could make him feel refreshed. Maybe it was because she didn't have the tangled family interests behind her, or maybe it was her attitude that she seemed to go against the rules, but actually didn't think so.

Walking to the screen, Yan Hongtian stops and looks at the comfortable and warm bed in the inner room. He also wants to fall down and have a good sleep. Unfortunately, he can't. "I have something else to deal with. Please have a rest earlier." Taking back the hand held by Qingfeng, yanhongtian went to the door, stopped again, and said, "the queen and the empress summoned you, and they said that they could not get out of bed."

Qingfeng smiled a little. Is this a "lie to order"? Send him outside the house, Yan Hongtian gently raised her hand and signaled that she would not send him again. Qingfeng didn't know what to say. After thinking about it, he said: "you Don't go to bed too late. " Yan Hongtian stepped out for a while, looked back at her, and left the hall without saying anything.

Qingfeng went back to her study and had no intention of drawing. However, she liked to do things in one go. She picked up the brush and stood in front of the desk for a long time. She didn't know where to draw the next one. At last, she simply put the pen down. Well, that's it.