The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

"The general is not asleep!" Lan Yi's voice came from the house.

Lan Yi's close accompaniment came out of the room, saluted Yun Qianyue, and opened the curtain to let her in. She was also polite and walked in. I saw Lan Yi sitting in front of the window, and a scroll of ink and ink was placed on the table , Apparently just painting, she glanced at it and saw it was a landscape painting of Shili Peach Blossom Forest. She smiled and said: "Vice General Lan misses home?"

Lan Yi put down his pen and glanced at Yun Qianyue, "I miss home, but this painting is mainly for the general. Seeing that the general likes the Begonia of the Generals' House very much, I think that the general also likes peach blossoms. However, because the former military commander of Fenghuangguan in Nanliang didn't like peach blossoms, there were no peach blossoms in Guanguan, only peach blossoms in Xiafeng Valley. I made a picture and prepared to send someone to the general."

Yun Qianyue's eyes flickered, and it seemed that Lan Yi knew that Rong Jing had gone to the Peach Blossom Forest in ten miles, thinking that she was also a wise man and the owner of the Lan family. She naturally had some skills. It's martial arts. In all respects, Lan Yi can be the blue master. Naturally, she also has a deep stratagem. She is the owner of the blue family, and she has to lighten up at night and pay attention to it at night. With a faint smile, "How can there be no poems with paintings? It is better to give me a poem by the Lan family master and give it to me. This general is framed."

"Although Lan Yi's painting skills are still available, but when he arrives in front of Jing Shizi, it is also the door of the class. It is better to go back to the general and make Jing Shizi give a poem." Lan Yi said.

Yun Qianyue smiled and said, "He has a good poem, but unfortunately not!"

Lan Yi suddenly narrowed her eyes, "Jing Shizi is a military commander in the army. He is not in the barracks now. Isn't he leaving his post without permission?"

"I haven't left my post, don't I know this general?" Yun Qianyue didn't care, suddenly reached out and took Lan Yi's pen on the table, sketched a few strokes against her sketch, and the painting was cold. The wind suddenly changed, so that the peach blossoms that had been brightly red immediately hidden the sharp edges and the needles, which was extremely delicate. The artistic conception of the painting also changed suddenly because of her few strokes. It seems that Shili Taohualin did not look at the killing opportunity earlier, but the paradise.

Lan Yi saw Yun Qiangyue and changed her style in a few strokes. Now her skills are higher than hers, and her complexion changes.

Yun Qianyue put down her pen and looked at the portrait that she changed so that she could not see the traces of Lan Yi's painting skills. She smiled and said, "This should be the case in Shili Taohualin, isn't it?"

Lan Yi was speechless for a moment.

"It seems that Vice General Lan's injury is very serious today, or take care of it! Full of murderousness is not conducive to your injury." Yun Qianyue watched Lan Yi's expression change, she was seriously injured, her face was pale, now It was even whiter, she smiled.

Lan Yi raised his head and looked at Yun Qianyue, "General General is so good at painting, I will send you a painting, which is a joke. General General laughed. General General also said, how can a good painting not have poetry? One? It would be better to have another poem by the general, and let me frame it."

"Okay!" Yun Qingyue blinked and promised happily, shouting to the outside, "Ling Lian, you come in!"

"Yes!" Ling Lian and Yi Xue were waiting outside, and now Wen Sheng walked in.

"Looking at this picture, thinking of any poem suitable for it, you endowed a poem and wrote it well. Vice General Lan will frame it and leave it to watch." Yun Qianyue said.

Ling Lian looked at the painting on the table, she was born in Shili Peach Blossom Forest, and naturally she saw at a glance that it was a painting of Shili Peach Blossom Forest, she was already smart, and naturally it was clear that Lan Yi knew that Jing Shizi went to Shili Peach Blossom Forest is openly recruiting the lady on this matter. She said humbly: "The slave-servant remembered a poem, but the slave-servant's calligraphy was afraid of staining the painting."

"No problem! It only takes a long time to write the poem." Yun Qianyue smiled and asked Lan Yi beside him, "Is it? Deputy General Lan?"

Lan Yi glanced at Ling Lian and nodded. "Good! The people who can be with the generals are not mediocrities."

Ling Lian Wen Yan naturally no longer scruples, stepped forward to pick up the pen and give a poem in the blank of the painting. Although she is also talented, she can also write a poem by herself, but once she encounters peach blossoms or sees them, she can't help thinking of the "Peach Blossom Poems" written by Yun Qianyue that she cherished. Therefore, the poem was naturally moved here by her unwillingly.

The peach blossom nunnery in the peach blossom dock, the peach blossom fairy under the peach blossom nunnery; the peach blossom fairy planted peach trees, and picked peach blossoms to sell wine.

Drunk awake only sits in front of the flower, drunk still came to sleep; half awake and half drunk day after day, the flowers fall year after year.

I hope the old dead flower wine room, do not want to bow in front of the horse and horse; Che Chen horses are rich and interesting, wine calendula branches are poor.

If the rich and the poor are better than the poor, one is on the ground and one is in the sky; if the poor is cheaper than the chariot, he has to drive me free.

Others laughed at me as crazy, and I laughed at others; they didn't see it; they didn't see the tombs of Wuling heroes, and they had no flowers and no wine hoe.

Ling Lian’s calligraphy is naturally good. The seven elders in the Red Pavilion were nurtured since childhood. Everyone has all-round talents. Among the all-round talents, there is one aspect of their specialty. Although Ling Lian’s specialty is not calligraphy, it is not bad. Where to go. The poem was leaped on the paper by her, and then she put down the pen, glanced at Lan Yi, and quietly retreated back to Yun Qianyue.

Lan Yi tasted the poem, and his complexion changed again.

Yun Qianyue thought it was worthwhile to come here to watch Lan Yi change her face without sleeping tonight. She naturally read enough books. Lan Yi's earlier painting was to tell her that since Rong Jing went out of Phoenix and shut down Shili Peach Blossom Forest, since she knew it, Shili Peach Blossom Forest was a step-by-step killer. The balance of the fifth family. Of course, the five major families, including Ye Qingran and Ye Tianyi, tried their best to obstruct Rongjing. Even if he killed Ling Mo, he would not let him succeed. And with a few strokes, she changed the murderous peach blossom into a gentle state, such as the warm wind blowing, all kinds of red, quietly open, is telling her that she believes Rongjing, that person has Reversing the heavens and the clouds, turning the clouds and raining hands, even if there is a murderous opportunity in the ten-mile peach blossom forest, he could not help him.

"It turned out to be a good poem!" Lan Yi looked at it halfway, all the emotions on her face disappeared, and looked up at Ling Liandao: "It's also a good calligraphy, worthy of being a general, a maidservant has Such a skill."

Yun Qingyue smiled, knowing that she had something to say, and did not speak.

"If I'm right, this Linglian is Bi Linglian!" Lan Yi looked at Yun Qianyue. "There are people from the Ling family next to the general, why not use it? Why did you take the people around Gu Shaoqing? Do you have some unseemly friendship with Gu Shaoqing?" The words fell, and she said sharply: "If you let me know that I have a personal relationship with the general soldiers and soldiers of Nanliang and Gu Shaoqing of Nanliang, I don't know the support of Tiansheng. What will happen to the soldiers of the general? What should the heavenly people think and say?"

Yun Qianyue smiled faintly, and did not deny the identity of Ling Lian, nor did she deny that she was involved with Gu Shaoqing. Now that she knew that she was Mrs. Chu, then she could understand something privately without knowing it on the countertop. Thinking of this, he casually said: "Lieutenant General Lan and the current Nanliang Emperor still have an old relationship. It will be difficult to say whether the old relationship is difficult. This General and Gu Shaoqing have some personal friendships than that of Deputy General Lan and Nanliang Huang. ."

Lan Yi looked cold and looked at Yun Qingyue in annoyance. Today, when she was scolded by Nan Lingrui for abandoning her, she suddenly remembered, and her heart rolled for a moment.

"If it's getting late today, Vice General Lan is seriously injured, he should take more rest, not suitable for staying up late. Take a rest early! The general has been working hard in the middle of the night and went back to rest." Yun Qianyue yawned, Throwing a word, without looking at Lan Yi's ugly cold face, he turned out of the door.

Ling Lian and Yi Xue immediately followed her.

The three of them went out of the yard, and Lan Yi suddenly reached out to destroy the painting, but suddenly stopped at the moment when she was about to be destroyed. She looked at her attendant with anxiety and said angrily: The picture is framed and hung in my room. I want to see if it is really like her turning things around, which will make that person succeed in Shili Taohualin."

"Yes!" The attendant quickly collected the painting.

"A lot of people laughed at me, I was crazy, I laughed at others." Lan Yi's silver teeth were almost crushed, and he stood at the window with his sleeves thrown. After a while, he suddenly commanded: "No need to frame, pass the picture to Go to the capital and give it to the new emperor."

"Yes!" the attendant answered immediately.

Lan Yi stood still in front of the window, and the yard calmed down as the three people left. It was quiet late at night, and now the night is like this, and there is a thick fog. The two begonia flowers in her courtyard are blooming in the thick fog, and they are extremely charming, like a soft tulle, like the painting. The peach blossoms in general. She looked at it as if the man was laughing at her. Suddenly a spit of blood spit out and reached out to cover my heart.

The attendant was shocked when he heard the movement, and hurried in to help her, but still shouted "homeowner" in private.

Lan Yi closed her eyes, half-snapped, stood up straight, suppressed the pain and tumbling blood in her heart, and waved to the inner attendant expressionlessly, "Turn off the lights, go on!"

Yun Qingyue left Lan Yi's yard, looked around, slightly hooked at the corner of his mouth, turned and walked towards the headquarters.

Ling Lian and Yi Xue followed her, thinking about Lan Yi and the young lady's tricks. They were defeated by the young lady three or two times. The two of them remembered that the poem that the young lady had written on a whim last year was put away by Ling Lian. She didn't expect to use it for Lan Yi and couldn't help but sigh.

A group of three people returned to the headquarters of the general soldiers. Yun Qianyue glanced at the black lacquered main yard, but he still didn't want to step in, looked at the Begonia flowers in the yard, and stood still at the door.

"Miss, do you still want to sleep?" Ling Lian asked in a low voice.

"Yes!" Yun Qingyue sighed.

"Maybe you go back to the room and lie down for a while before falling asleep." Yi Xue also whispered.