Chapter 18 It's raining heavily

The two were a little confused when they looked at Emperor Changxi's imperial calligraphy. Zhou Huaiyi stopped her from thinking more and rolled up the words and said, "It's just a single word, don't think too much."

After saying that, he threw the scroll into the painting jar beside him.

It's like a lightning that instantly hit Wei Fuyan's heart... Painting, painting jar?

When they looked at the painting, they had already gone to the calligraphy building in the study. Zhou Huaiyi sat behind his desk, facing the window on one side and several rows of bookshelves stood neatly on the other side. Far from both sides of the desk are two pillars, which are pulled by layers of soft gauze tents, covering a simple bamboo collapse.

Wei Fuyan turned back almost suffocatingly.

Half of the curtain next to the pillar behind you is covered by a painting jar!

Painting cylinder!

The whole sleepless last night Wei Fuyan was thinking that if he had to separate, how could he make King Tuo convinced and relax his vigilance against her Wei Fuyan?

Yes, Wei Fuyan still believes that separation is the general trend. Since Emperor Changxi has the intention to separate them, it will only be unfavorable to Zhou Huai. It's better for her to take the initiative to take the game, and she can also take the flowers to help aside.

Painting cylinder! Painting jar!!

About two months ago, Zhou Huaiyi imprisoned Jinnian, and imprisoned her in the calligraphy building in the study for fear of getting involved in right and wrong. One day, she went upstairs and saw the messy portrait on his desk, so she casually pulled out a picture to look at it. When she opened it halfway, she heard the sound of Zhou Huaiyi entering the door, so she threw the painting into the painting jar next to the desk!

The painting is Zhou Huaiyi and Huang Wanqing!

From the beginning, King Tuo of Luodu has been holding Huang Wanqing. The sword dance at the palace banquet, the poisonous snake at the peony flower meeting, and the threat when Sheng Qian's mansion was burned. Every step is calculated that Wei Fuyan will inevitably be deadlocked because of Huang Wanqing and Zhou Huaiyi! Although he didn't underestimate her, he never really looked up to her! Huang Wanqing's role is just separation!

is the best excuse! Let King Tuo think that they are really separated only because of Huang Wanqing, which not only fulfills the emperor's heart, but also makes King Tuo despise her a little more. Maybe he will relax his vigilance against her?

At the beginning of the painting, Wei Fuyan remembered that the scroll was very special, which was inlaid with a few faint gold wires on the black jade, wrapped into a lotus leaf. The painting jar was full. Not long after this incident, they went to the palace to live. Zhou Huaiyi's study was rarely cleaned by outsiders, so Wei Fuyan could easily find the painting!

Her hands trembled slightly.

Zhou Huaiyi has arrived at the top of the stairs. Seeing her strange behavior, she stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wei Fuyan pulled out the crucial painting. Zhou Huaiyi looked far away but thought it was a scroll rewarded by the emperor, so he urged, "It's just a word--" Halfway through his eyes, he frowned and asked in an instant, "What is that?"

Seeing him coming forward, Wei Fuyan stepped back and said, "Don't come here!"

The back was against the pillar through the soft gauze tent, and Wei Fuyan opened the scroll little by little in front of Zhou Huaiyi.

A green grass, two pairs of clean shoes, men's thick-soled soap boots and women's green embroidered shoes look very harmonious. Slowly unfolding are two clothes, one dark and one green. Next to the dark black robe is a sword, and next to the green shirt is a snow-white fan.

Although she had seen half of it before, when the picture scroll was completely unfolded in front of her, she still felt that something had been smashed in her heart, and she almost couldn't help throwing the painting away.

Behind them was a huge red maple. Huang Wanqing bent her knees against the tree. The red maple and green clothes made her elegant and refined, and Zhou Huaiyi was almost the same as Wei Fuyan had never seen before. He bent his legs, stretched his legs, and leaned lazily against Huang Wanqing's knees, with an excessively warm smile on the corners of his lips.

That was Zhou Huaiyi, whom Wei Fuyan had never seen before. He looked younger and more energetic than now. If Zhou Huaiyi is a somewhat lonely prince now, Zhou Huaiyi was a complete person in the world at that time, and his whole body was unruly and leisurely.

"Wei Fuyan You--"

"Smile--"

Boo looked at the torn painting in their hands.

Zhou Huaiyi reacted first, pulled half of the painting in Wei Fuyan's hand and the other half in his hand, but said unnaturally, "Don't move the things in the study. Can't you remember that I explained it to you in Yanjing? You--

Wei Fuyan unconsciously wanted to retreat again, but his back against the pillar could not retreat.

Zhou Huaiyi looked at her and frowned, knowing that she had said something wrong, so she tried her best to slow down her tone and said, "As you can see, everything has been put away..."

His past is unchangeable, and he can't deny that he liked a woman named Huang Wanqing when he was young because he fell in love with Wei Fuyan now. No matter who has passed, who will be now and will be in the future, it is a part of his life. It is really an important part that really exists.

Zhou Huaiyi explained about Huang Wanqing, and Wei Fuyan also believed him. Naturally, he would not do more entanglement, but now the strong sour taste in his heart is very suitable for the next drama.

Wei Fuyan grabbed the painting in Zhou Huaiyi's hand and said between the two, "Zhou Huaiyi, you are too bullying!"

Zhou Huaiyi frowned with an incredible expression.

"I thought we explained it clearly..."

Zhou Huaiyi's study is the most clean, and it doesn't work to quarrel here. The place where Wei Fuyan stood was near the window. As soon as he turned his head, he saw his brother-in-law Mo Tan and his sister Suyue coming. He thought that he sent someone to the house to investigate and surprise them in the middle of the night.

Wei Fuyan walked down the stairs with a painting meteor and opened the door of the Hanmo Building with hatred.

"Princess?" Su Yue looked at her in surprise, but saw that Zhou Huaiyi also came quickly and grabbed Wei Fuyan's arm and said, "What are you doing!"

"I'm noisy?" Wei Fuyan threw the painting to the ground fiercely and sneered, "Okay, I'm making trouble!" But Zhou Huaiyi, why can't I make trouble? Why should I put up with it day after day?"

The painting on the ground has been torn, but people around must be able to see the people above.

Zhou Huaiyi's painting is really excellent.

Thinking of this, Wei Fuyan was even more sad. She had never even seen Zhou Huaiyi paint for her. For a moment, real resentment and false anger were mixed together, and it was almost difficult to control.

"Day after day?" Zhou Huaiyi knew that Huang Wanqing was a thorn in her heart, but she really didn't expect that Wei Fuyan would make trouble in front of the servants and even her sister. She was never willing to worry about her sister.

"Wei Fuyan, what's going on?"

"What happened?" Wei Fuyan sneered, "When did you ask? Where do you want me to start? Do you want me to live in the Yanjing Huai Palace you built for Huang Wanqing? Or let me wear the kind of skirt she likes? Or are you going to leave this Huaiwang Mansion and live in a cabin on the outskirts of your city? Yes, that's your home, the home of you and Huang Wanqing! And I can only stay here again and again and ask myself if you will never come back when you go out today!"

Zhou Huaiyi's eyebrows became tighter and tighter. He forcibly pulled Wei Fuyan's hand and dragged him into the Hanmo Building and closed the door suddenly. The next moment, Wei Fuyan's back touched the door.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" It was fine just now, but suddenly it broke out?

With many doubts, Zhou Huaiyi looked at the silent Wei Fuyan and suddenly understood, so she not only did not let go of her hand, but clamped her shoulder tighter and lowered her voice and asked, "Or is it for your plan last night?"

It was easily seen through, and Wei Fuyan almost couldn't help crying, but why did he put up with it in a blink of an eye? At this moment, I should be jealous of my wife and a resentful woman. What can I do without tears?

Wei Fuyan came to Zhou Huaiyi's ear and whispered, "I'll wait for you to marry me!" Then he slapped Zhou Huaiyi fiercely and suddenly opened the door again and fell back two steps and cried, "Zhou Huaiyi, who you loved in the past has nothing to do with me. I don't bother to ask if you have left me in Yanjing all your life! But my Wei Fuyan is not so cheap. Since you are not Huang Wanqing in your heart, no one cares about anyone by the way! Don't stare at your portraits during the day and linger with me at night. You make me feel sick!"

Suyue limped over and covered Wei Fuyan's mouth and whispered, "Princess, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm not talking nonsense! I waited in Yanjing for three years and ran all the way to Luodu for a few months, not to witness the love between you and Huang Wanqing! Zhou Huaiyi, once again, I am the dignified Princess Duanyang of Chen, and I disdain to be a dispensable substitute for you!"

After saying that, Wei Fuyan stepped on the painting and turned around and strode away.

"Hight!" Zhou Huaiyi shouted coldly.