Chapter 847 Except Me, Everyone Is Reborn (37)

Xia Ling really has a psychological shadow on such things as grinding ink.

She walked over, lifted up the sleeves of her skirt, and started rubbing ink again...

She had consumed too much physical strength before, and after a while, her wrists became sore.

"Go to the side and rest."

Ji Yuan didn't raise his head, but said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Xia Ling was relieved immediately.

She walked aside and rested on the low couch by the window.

Ji Yuan: "Little Dengzi, come."

Outside Shangshu's room, palace servants came in from the door.

He helped Ji Yuan grind the ink, while Xia Ling was half leaning on the low couch, and after a while, he could feel Ji Yuan's gaze falling on her.

She stayed in the Shang study all afternoon.

After being looked at by Ji Yuan many times, the sky turned dark.

Shang Shufang held up the lantern.

Ji Yuan put down his pen.

"Aifei, come and take a look." He looked at the painting in front of him with satisfaction.

Holding the picture scroll, this picture of Luoshen, Ji Yuan made this picture of Luoshen very vivid.

As graceful as a frightened bird, as graceful as a swimming dragon.

Luoshen is gentle and dignified, and her eyes are as watery as stars, bright and gazing.

...

But the important point is that in Ji Yuan's painting, Luoshen and Ling Wangxi in the painting are 70% or 80% similar.

Anyone who knew Ling Wangxi could recognize this painting at a glance.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Xia Ling's eyes flashed, and he was blessed again.

She also likes this painting very much, she took that one back to embroider purses, and this one, if she took it back, she must hang this painting in the most conspicuous place in Chunhua Palace.

Ji Yuan is very good at painting, and it is not easy to paint.

Xia Ling must let everyone who enters Chunhua Palace know that she is so favored...

She reached out, wanting to take the painting from Ji Yuan's hand.

However, Ji Yuan blew on the painting to dry the ink marks, and glanced at her again.

"Who said this painting was for you?"

Xia Ling: "This painting is not for concubines, who else can it be?"

Ji Yuan: "Little Deng Zi, take this painting and frame it, then find a place to hang it up, and hang it in the Shang's study."

Little Deng Zi came in from the door, took the painting with both hands, and backed out.

Xia Ling: "...Your Majesty, I'm afraid there is something wrong with hanging it in the Shang's study."

Ji Yuan: "I thought that this painting was done to my liking, and it was expressive, so it should be hung in the Shang's study, so that the courtiers who come in and out can see my painting skills. What does my concubine think is wrong? "

Not right, very wrong.

It was her that was painted, which was even more inappropriate!

But judging by Ji Yuan's appearance, he had already made up his mind.

Xia Ling: "Your Majesty has already decided, so it is natural that ten thousand of these paintings are hanging here."

Already sitting on the position of the first favorite concubine, this love is not showing off, she is a thorn in the side of Prime Minister Xie and General Jiang.

Thinking about it from another angle, this picture of Luoshen is hanging here, and it is not bad that Prime Minister Xie and General Jiang are so angry.

*

Xia Ling stayed in the Hall of Mental Cultivation for a day.

When she returned to the palace at night, Ji Yuan followed her before she had settled down for too long.

The two embraced each other and slept, and nothing sweet happened overnight.

The imperial physician said that Xia Ling had to take care of his body and not go too far.

Ji Yuan controlled himself and didn't touch Xia Ling either.

*

The days passed like this for half a month.

The news that Xia Ling favored the harem alone quickly spread throughout the government and the public.

Prime Minister Xie wrote a memorial and impeached Ling Guogong.

Ling Guogong sincerely repented, and the matter was overturned.

Afterwards, Prime Minister Xie wanted to find trouble with Duke Ling's mansion, but after trying everything, he could only give up.

Since when has Duke Ling's mansion been controlled like an iron bucket?

Prime Minister Xie wanted to arrange for people to go in and fan the flames, but he couldn't even enter the door of Duke Ling's mansion.

*

Half a month later, Xia Ling was promoted by imperial decree.