Chapter 568: Demon Concubine of the World: Painting Immortals, Insist on Spoiling! 28 [A Piao does not flutter to reward and add more!] ]
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After waking up from a dream,
It turned out to be so painful.
He disappeared from her world,
Will the little girl remember him?
- The wild goose returns
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The seventh son of the Yan family fell ill for no reason and fell unconscious at home, and only the Yan family knew the news.
Master Yan claimed to outsiders that Yan Qi was in retreat to concentrate on learning to paint, and refused to visit.
A few faint stars twinkled in the night sky, and the man who had fallen to the floor in the living room sat up suddenly, and a painting lay quietly beside him.
"I'm ......" Yan Changgui was confused for a moment, his hand touched the painting, and he immediately lowered his head to look at it.
There is no light in the living room, some bright light is sprinkled outside the house, and the moonlight falls on the picture of the beauty, and the vivid beauty is absolutely beautiful, giving people the illusion of flying out of the painting.
He's actually back in his own world!?
It's like waking up from a big dream and getting an empty joy.
How could you come back at this time!
Yan Changgui stretched out his hand and grabbed his hair, a little annoyed, his heart was extremely lost, and even full of anger.
His little girl was still being punished in the ancestral hall, and if he came back at this time, who would bring her something to eat.
Before he could say anything, he returned to the real world.
He reached out and picked up the picture of the beauty, staring at the smiling beauty in the painting, and this time nothing happened.
The painting did not glow, and he did not faint.
Never to see you again?
He took the painting to the bedroom, took down all the paintings hanging in the room, and carefully hung the picture of the beauty.
The simple bedroom is a little more colorful because of this painting.
Yan Changgui took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and suddenly his pupils shrank suddenly, the time was wrong.
He stayed in Chongyang for more than half a year a thousand years ago, but only half a day has passed here.
"System." He called in his heart: "Didn't you want me to stop Yun Nishang from causing trouble? Why did I wear it back? ”
No response.
There is no such thing as the sound of the system.
Is it really just a dream?
Yan Changgui laughed self-deprecatingly, he was probably stupid, maybe it was really just his own fantasy.
Lying back on the bed in disappointment, Yan Changgui took out his mobile phone to check the Internet to check the information, Yun Nishang's life was recorded clearly on the Internet-
The imperial concubine of the Great Zhou Emperor Zhou Wude, who was raised in the boudoir since she was a child, was sick, and had no contact with others.
He went to check the painting of Xianyan Qi again, and there was very little information, only recording that he entered Kyoto in 732 of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which happened to be the year when Yun Nishang became a concubine, and he entered the court as an official.
Immediately, when the Great Zhou Dynasty fell, Yan Qi.
Yun Nishang and Yan Qi are in the historical records, and the only thing that is implicated is that Xian Yan Qi painted a picture of a beauty for her.
A thousand years later, the beauty picture was stolen by a group of tomb robbers and later recovered by the state, and this beauty picture was completely unveiled and then hung in the National Museum.
However, what is in the museum is a fake, but the real beauty picture is in the Yan family.
Grandpa said that this is a relic of Yan Qi.
Only Yan Qi is the most famous in the Yan family, not only as an official in the court, but also as a painting immortal by the world.
Although the Yan family removed Yan Qi from the family tree, the Yan family kept his belongings, which is said to be his last wish.
A flash of inspiration flashed in the head of the wild goose, a relic! Tomorrow he should go back to the old mansion to have a look.
The next day.
The wild goose got up before dawn, and after washing and dressing, he returned to the old house again with the painting.
The air in the early morning was filled with coolness, and the old man was wearing a set of white Tang clothes to practice Tai Chi in the courtyard, and stopped his movements when he saw the wild goose returning.
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