Son, the empress doesn't like to eat soft rice

"Miss, can you laugh?"

"I am the king of a country, how can I make such an indecent gesture of grinning?"

"Just laugh, there are no outsiders here."

Chen Xian'an had a black line on his face. How come the ancient bad habits on Blue Star are also reflected here?
Is there some kind of special representation in the two worlds?
Su Jin'er was silent for a while, twitching the corners of her mouth, and made a smile, a little reluctantly.

"Forget it, my wife, you can still be like before."

"・・・"

The moment the pen and ink fell on the paper, Chen Xian'an seemed to turn on some strange switch.

Looking at the white paper quietly, with clean and pure eyes, gently rubbing the white paper with fingertips, the paintbrush is gently flowing, and the paint is sliding across it one by one.

As he paints, it seems that there is a very wonderful power integrated into the painting with the brush strokes.

Su Jin'er looked at Chen Xian'an who was painting quietly. Looking at it this way, this boy seemed to have an unusual taste.

With a clean and sunny face, long eyelashes, and unkempt hair falling down when you rub your forehead, it looks more delicate.

red lips...

Her face flushed slightly.

As the king of a country, what was the thought that flashed through my mind just now!
"OK OK!"

Chen Xian'an cheered and turned his drawing board around.

On the white paper, a faint pink surrounds the surrounding area, which seems to be a piece of cherry blossoms. In the center is a woman wearing a red robe, and the cherry blossoms fall on her forehead, leaving a faint imprint.

With fair skin, fingers as slender as suet jade gently slid upwards, and an embroidered fan was held in the other hand, his eyes were as clear as autumn water shaking the world.

A light veil was draped over her chin, covering most of her stunning face, but it was still difficult to conceal her dusty temperament.

The red petals fell to the ground, reflecting a pair of small jade feet.

Su Jin'er looked at herself in the painting, a little dazed.

The painters in the palace had painted many paintings for her, but none of them could shake her emotions so much like this one.

In Qiushui's eyes, there is an aura of lofty ambitions, but there is also a trace of sadness. This sadness is like the autumn wind, which is slightly cool but still has the residual warmth of summer.

"How about my wife?"

Chen Xian'an looked at Su Jin'er. The way she looked at the scroll seriously just now almost made his heart bleed.

Why didn't I think that my wife is so cute before!

"I...cough cough, I feel fine."

Su Jin'er wanted to reach for the scroll, but Chen Xian'an put it behind her back.

"My wife, you are dishonest."

"Why am I dishonest?"

"Just feel good?"

"Then what do you want?"

"I think my dear husband's paintings look good."

"..."

Su Jin'er looked at the picture scroll behind Chen Xian'an, wondering what to do, really wanting it.

But she would never say such a shameful thing.

Damn it, why is this Chen Xian'an so annoying all of a sudden!

"Give it to me."

"No."

"What exactly do you want?"

"I think my dear husband's paintings look good."

"Honey... I won't say!!"

"Say it, say it."

"Do not say."

"Then I won't give it to you."

"・・・"

Su Jin'er crossed her arms and looked at Chen Xian'an angrily.

It should be too late to divorce him now.

Seeing Su Jin'er pouted, Chen Xian'an took out the scroll from behind with a smile and handed it to Su Jin'er.

The other party snorted coldly, turned his head, and refused to pick up the scroll.

Angry, the kind that can't be coaxed well.

"Oh, my wife doesn't want it, what should I do, or tear it up, I'll draw it again."

"you dare?!"

Su Jin'er turned her head and grabbed the scroll.

"This painting is mine, so it belongs to me."

"Damn, what kind of logic is this, Your Majesty?"

"Of course, the world belongs to me."

"..."

Chen Xian'an really couldn't find any reason to refute the other party for a while.

Lay the scrolls flat on the table.

I can feel a very wonderful power flowing on it, but for some reason, every time Su Jiner wants to grasp that power, the feeling will suddenly disappear.

It's like the other party is avoiding himself.

Glancing at Chen Xian'an, she shook her head, it shouldn't be possible.

"Your Majesty, is this my token of love for you?"

"A token of love? What is that?"

Chen Xian'an smiled and said, "It's the material proof that two people love each other. Although I am very opposed to using material things to measure love, tokens of love are still very good."

"When two people love each other, some objects can be used as tokens of love."

"This is the first time I've heard of such a strange way of courtship."

Su Jin'er looked at Chen Xian'an, "If that's the case, then I can't be stingy anymore. If you use this picture scroll as a token of love, then I will use this Anxian's country as a gift as a token of love."

ah this...
Chen Xian'an was stunned. He originally wanted to tease the empress, but now what's the matter with this thumping feeling in his heart?

Damn!
The queen teases me!

Tease me with even better terms!
Chen Xian'an was silent, Su Jin'er completely disrupted his rhythm, he didn't know what to do now.

"I, actually, have always had a question in my mind."

Su Jin'er looked at Chen Xian'an with a reddish face, with a coy attitude.

"What are the husbands and wives you speak of?"

"How should I put it?" Chen Xian'an looked at each other seriously: "Husband, wife is a more respectful and serious way of saying it. For people who love each other and get married, calling each other husband and wife is a kind of respect and respect for each other. respect."

"Really?" Su Jin'er was a little confused, after all, An Xian didn't say that.

"Really, the Chinese don't lie to the Chinese."

"?"

Chen Xian'an's eyes lit up slowly: "Your Majesty, look, every time I call you Mrs. Wife, as a literati, I pay attention to the seriousness of words and titles. Would I make such a joke with you?"

"Then you call me wife, do you mean to respect me?"

Su Jiner said.

"Sparrow food is like that."

"OK then."

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Su Jin'er suddenly noticed that Chen Xian'an was looking up at him with flickering eyes.

As if expecting something.

"My wife, I have always respected His Majesty, do you want to respect me too?"

Su Jin'er was silent for a while, looked at the scroll in his hand again, and thought of Chen Xian'an's serious appearance when he was painting.

Can't help but blushed.

As the empress of Anxian, her heart has been unequaled for a long time, except for the pain she suffered when her father died.

After so long, it was Chen Xian'an's arrival that broke his state of mind.

"Old...husband~"

(I'm late, sorry sorry)