The night of jade girl peak is peaceful and peaceful.
The scene on the jade girl peak is also very warm.
Ye Chen tonight, not carved wood, but set up an easel, picked up the brush, painting the world''s most beautiful scenery.
As for the scenery, it was his wives.
In the moonlight, Yao Chi Sword Dance, Nanming jade dance, Lin poetry and painting embroidery, Liu Ruyan playing the piano... Are idle.
Their twinkles and smiles, and even every graceful divine posture, are interpreted in the picture by Ye Chen with a brush.
"Dad, you are really a talent
Ye Ling sighs and stands beside Ye Chen.
The little devil in the world is also a big eye opener today. She only knows that her father has been cheated, abducted and cheated. She doesn''t know that she is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. It seems that there is no one in this world that he can''t.
"Girl, learn."
Ye Chen''s words are long and leisurely. He takes a look at his wife not far away and embellishes the painting scroll with a brush. His daughter praises him. The legendary force grid is so irrepressible.
"I heard that you were in the spiritual realm, and you drew a pair of them to your mother."
Ye Ling is smiling and his big eyes are shining.
"That''s dad''s proudest masterpiece."
Take a deep breath.
How to say it! The portrait of Chu ling''er is still in his small world? On weekdays, when things were all right, he took it out and studied it carefully. He was listed as the treasure edition in the collection edition, which was the only one among the three realms of heaven, earth and man.
"Let me see!"
Ye Ling pulls the corner of Ye Chen''s clothes and blinks her big eyes.
"Beautiful, beautiful."
Ye Chen pretended to be stupid and full of Leng, pretended not to hear, drew a few strokes, but also did not forget to step back a few steps, quite appreciatively examined Ye Ling''s words, he did not take over at all.
He can see some of the paintings. If ye Ling looks at them, he will not only be able to do it well, but also cause chaos in the world.
Ye Ling doesn''t speak. He looks at Ye Chen with a little slant.
How to say it! As far as he''s concerned, he knows about her.
The more so, the more curious she was about the picture.
"Frost, don''t stop!"
"Sunset, can you sit still?"
"Yushu, have another one."
Ye Chen one word after another, without stopping.
At the moment, he is not only a painter, but also a conductor, striving to be perfect. He will interpret with his brush.
It has to be said that this young and old painter is no worse than his cooking skills. With the help of God, he has portrayed his wives with vivid and graceful spirit and performed a dreamlike color.
"Not yet?"
Shangguan yu''er glanced at Ye Chen and always felt that the goods were amusing them. A painting had been painted for most of the night.
"Linger, it''s late at night. Go and have a rest."
Ye Chen said and drew another stroke.
"Are you trying to say I''m in the way here?"
Ye Ling puffed his mouth.
Ye Chen did not answer, when it is default.
It''s not blowing. If his daughter wasn''t here, the paintings in his hands would be more fragrant and colorful than they thought. They would be portraits of human bodies. He absolutely believed in the brushes in his hands.
This time, change Ye Ling pretends not to hear, I still don''t know you? If you don''t leave, just leave it here and watch you draw.
"Beautiful, beautiful."
See flicker not to become, ye Chen then concentrate on painting.
The picture is still so warm.
"It''s so funny."
There are a lot of talented people on many mountain peaks. They are all holding hands and watching the scene on the Jade Maiden peak.
You say, the flowers and the moon full, painting special what painting.
You said, so many daughter-in-law, how can you spare no time to draw.
"When it''s midnight, there won''t be any benefits."
The Emperor Ming yawned and paid special attention to the jade girl peak in the dead of night. Those mountains and rivers were tired of watching and always wanted to see some wild, such as... Love action movies.
Every time at this time, the fisherman would cross the barrier and send a squint in the eyes: point out the face!
"Perfect."
With Ye Chen''s words, he finally received his brush.
"My neck is sore."
Xiyan was the first one to come, twisting his neck and rubbing his shoulder. When ye Chen drew, she was restless and mischievous.
Yao Chi and they all came over.
Waiting to see the picture, beautiful eyes are blurred.
They are all beautiful and vivid.
"Not very well."
Ye Chen stroked his beard, forcing the grid to get into a better situation.
This look makes the girls want to laugh.
This night is longer than I thought.Ye Dashao showed his unique skills. His wife, who also had to show off his paintings, had already rolled up his sleeves.
Finished, ye Chen was placed as a model.
Ye Da Shao also goes up the road, the pose of that is called a vivid.
"Like, really like."
Ye Ling stood at Shangguan yu''er''s side. He said this sentence many times, and his expression was also sincere.
"Like it!"
Shangguan yu''er laughs. The posture of holding the pen is not right. However, the painting is domineering and side leaking. It is not an individual. It is clearly a pig. It is very fat.
If you go to Yao Chi and Lin Shi to paint them, they will be more normal.
Under the night, you can see in their eyes, there is a trace of water mist lingering, reflecting the moonlight, condensation into frost, each painting a wisp of leaf Chen''s white hair, inexplicable pain, heartache pain.
It seems that it has been many years, not carefully to see ye Chen, the memory of the great good years, have been drowned by the old.
Shangguan yu''er pursed her lips and was no longer mischievous. She changed her drawing paper again and quietly drew the man named Ye Chen.
I don''t know when, sitting Ye Chen slightly lowered his head, white hair then scattered, with the night breeze, a wisp of slap in the face, but always can not cover up the vicissitudes of life.
He, tired, fell into a deep sleep.
Ji ningshuang, they all stopped, sacrificed the soft power, and sent Ye Chen back to the room, with tears in the corner of their eyes.
Ye Chen may be really tired, such a sleep, is many days, such as a statue lying on the bed, motionless.
It is still a quiet night, and the Jade Maiden peak is cold and clear.
With a touch of women''s fragrance, a boudoir opened slowly.
Out is Ji ningshuang, one step on the top of the jade girl peak, quietly looking up at the emperor''s gate, see the beautiful eyes are in a trance.
She was watching, and the two emperors were watching.
The difference is, she is looking at the emperor''s gate.
The Daozu and the Ming emperor were looking at her quietly, sometimes frowning, and there was a struggle in their eyes.
What is lacking is the source of the emperor, the power, the root, the hidden, the law, the yuan God, the body of the emperor, and even everything of the emperor.
To put it bluntly, there is a lack of an emperor.
If you want to cast the emperor''s gate, you need an all inclusive Emperor... To sacrifice.
This is what emperor daomen lacked.
The two emperors thought for many years before they really figured it out. It was only at the moment when ye Chen wanted to destroy the emperor''s gate that they were really sure.
There is no precedent for the holy body to become emperor.
Most of the forefathers of the holy body did not think that it would be a bloody way to exchange one supreme for another.
It is because of this that ye Chen wants to destroy the emperor''s gate, for fear that Ji ningshuang can see that once she sees it, she will not hesitate to sacrifice, and will use her own life for his life.
In this life, he has owed enough.
"She will think of it sooner or later."
The emperor of the underworld was leisurely and did not intend to tell Ji ningshuang. He was not afraid that ye Chen would settle accounts with him. He knew Ye Chen and offered a sacrifice in Zongyao pool. Even if the emperor''s Taoist gate was cast, ye Chen would not go there.
The emperor of the underworld did not say it, and Daozu would not.
It was a holy body with affection and obsession. When the child sacrificed at Dacheng, his wife lost his life for him when he didn''t want to preach.
A Ye Fan, already let him nearly collapse.
If there is another yaochi, he will really collapse.
"Two predecessors, what is missing in the imperial way?"
Yaochi light language, I do not know how many times to ask.
"I don''t know."
Daozu and the emperor of the underworld share the same voice.
Yao Chi did not ask again, slowly turned around, a walk three turn back, always in suddenly stop, look back at the emperor road door.
As the Ming emperor said, sooner or later, she will think that she is also the emperor. Although her vision is not as good as theirs, she will see it one day.
In fact, it is.
Ye Chen is asleep, but yaochi is awake. Every day he goes to the top of the Jade Maiden peak and looks up at the emperor''s gate. It is a long time.
Since that night, she has never asked Daozu and Ming Di again.
In other words, there is a conjecture that not only has the root sprouted, but also has gradually become the true meaning with the passage of time.
"Jiuniang, what are you looking at?"
Ye Ling did not sleep, but also came to the top of the mountain and pulled the corner of yaochi''s clothes.
"Hope."
Yao Chi''s gentle smile was the answer of that year.
"Hope?"
Nanming jade gargle they are also there, also looked up at Cang Miao for many days.
Unfortunately, they are not emperors. They can''t see the emperor''s gate.
However, one thing is worth affirming. The two emperors of Tianming and Wanyu will not doubt it. That is, any one of them can smash Ye Chen''s bones without hesitation in any situation. This is also an obsession.
This family, are covered with sad color.Except ye Ling, any one has died, and any one has exchanged his own life for ye Chen''s.
The world''s God of war, worthy of thousands of people, but sorry for his wife and children, one person carried too many people''s lives.
"It''s late at night. Rest early."
Yao Chi whispered a smile and gently brushed her hand.
The girls only feel a wisp of breeze, then one by one crooked to, by Ji ningshuang, brush hands into the boudoir.
She also went down to the top of the mountain, went to the small bamboo forest, stood in front of Ye Fan''s tomb for a long time, and inserted three musks that could not be ignited.
Ye Chen in front of the door, she also stood for a long time, lingche beautiful eyes, or some trance, once in a flash, in the eyes performed with Ye Chen cause and effect, that is a period of vicissitudes of time.
She was silent, and the two emperors were silent.
There was no need to ask, to know what she was going to do.
Both emperors opened their mouths, but they did not speak.
Reflecting the bright moonlight, yaochi suddenly turned around, step by step up, step by step to the door, which is Ye Chen''s imperial road gate, to her, it is a ghost gate.
In the years, the empress''s style is unique.