Although she was worried, after all, Chu Zheng had already called in, so Concubine Ye didn't care about Su Mohan, looked up at Chu Zheng, who was still standing in front of the door, and smiled: "Why are you still standing there, being the door god?" ”

Looking at her smiling face and listening to her greeting, even if he knew that he shouldn't, Chu Zheng was like a demon, his feet were not his own, and he walked towards Concubine Ye uncontrollably.

In her eyes, in her mind, everything changed to her smiling, overlapping with her memory little by little.

Chu Zheng sat on the chair next to Concubine Ye's bed, looking a little cramped, he had always been like this when he was close to her, he was very cramped from the beginning, he didn't expect that after so long, he would still be so restrained.

"Just now, Su Mohan praised me for my talent in painting, can I help you draw one?" Concubine Ye took the initiative to speak, a little eager to try whether she had any talent.

Chu Zheng stared at her emerald cat-like eyes and nodded involuntarily, as if he would nod no matter what she said to him.

Seeing him nodding, Concubine Ye was a little happy, and hurriedly turned around and rummaged through the paper, planning to draw a good one.

Chu Zheng came back to his senses a little, then turned around to help her rummage, and after a while, he found a blank notebook and handed it to Concubine Ye, who put the notebook on the cushion on her lap and immediately looked at Chu Zheng carefully.

Chu Zheng's ears were a little hot when she looked at him, and whenever she swept his eyes, he was a little weak-hearted and 'happened to avoid', and unconsciously, he was sweating a lot.

"Chu Zheng? Aren't you hot? Concubine Ye asked.

Chu Zheng's cheeks turned a little redder, and he quickly shook his head and said, "No ......"

"How was your last injury? At that time, I was almost scared to death, Su Mohan, the bastard, actually shot him, it was crazy......"

Listening to her concern for herself, Chu Zheng's eyes showed a touch of tenderness, and he said softly: "I'm fine, my lord has avoided the key point." ”

Concubine Ye still said with a little guilt: "It's all because I have burdened you, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have suffered so much." ”

"It's none of your business, I did it... Mistakes that shouldn't be made. Chu Zheng spoke softly, his eyes a little gloomy.

Originally, the two of them were chatting with each other, but Concubine Ye gradually entered the state and carefully sketched them on the white paper......

Chu Zheng sat quietly in the same place, without bothering again, Concubine Ye lowered her head for a while, raised her head for a while, and looked at the man in front of her carefully, but she looked a little professional.

His appearance is far less handsome than Su Mohan's, but it looks very comfortable, but there is a faint indifference in this comfort, which is different from Su Mohan's flamboyant coldness, his coldness seems to be hidden in his warmth like jade.

Concubine Ye observed very carefully, and she was very cautious in her writing, but it was rare to be so serious and serious.

Because the paper is larger, Concubine Ye's painting is also bigger, plus she just scribbled before, but this time she was full of energy, so it took longer, and the usual sleepiness and exhaustion, after she picked up the brush, unexpectedly disappeared, and even with a heart, it gradually became peaceful......

It wasn't until more than six o'clock in the evening that Concubine Ye raised her head and rubbed her sore neck, only then did she notice the time, and couldn't help but say to Chu Zheng with some embarrassment: "I didn't expect it to go by so quickly...?" ”