Wanxi was happy, but she still called Mao Tuaner back carefully: "This object can't be told to me by the emperor. Why did you take it out of the Yangxin Palace?"

Mao Tuaner laughed: "Master really understands the emperor's heart. Naturally, the emperor cannot point it out for the master. This little jade box is placed in the emperor's special bright yellow memorial box, which contains the pattern of antler chair. It is asked to send it back to the Yangxin Hall to move the place according to the size."

"This part is a proof prepared for the Yangxin Temple. The people in Yangxin Temple smelled what the antlers smelled in advance. The master knew that the antlers had some smell after all, so he had to prepare some restrained spices in advance. Or use a fragrant wood floor, or put some spices in the mattress."

"Oh." Wanxi felt relieved: "The emperor is following the regular path, so I'll be relieved."

Mao Tuaner smiled again: "No one can tell that this is given to the master. But the slave thinks that this object is specially sent to the palace today, so the emperor must have the intention of the emperor. Therefore, the slave guessed that this is given to the master by the emperor..."

Wanxi was embarrassed, so she deliberately frowned: "It's just a piece of deer antler bone. The emperor may not take it seriously. You're so happy."

Mao Tuaner blinked: "Master is celebrating his birthday today. Deer is a spiritual beast that symbolizes longevity. The emperor gave this to him to be a great intention;"

"Besides, did the master see that this piece of bone is a sharp horn. The so-called "picking the needle" is the emperor who gave the best to the master."

"What's more,... did the master forget that jade box? Even if I haven't read the book for a few years, I will still read the sentence "A piece of ice in the jade pot."

Wanxi smiled when she heard this, and quickly stomped her feet and turned around and left, ignoring Mao Tuaner.

On Wanxi's birthday, several main seats left in the palace also sent gifts. Even Lampe also sealed a gift box and sent it to the palace.

Wanxi had a fun with everyone. In the evening, she saw Yuqin, Chen Guiren and others away, and then returned to the bedroom and opened the gift box that Lampe sent in again.

It was a painting drawn by Lampe himself, which was the yard where they once lived in Jiaohui Garden. The yard was red leaves like fire, and there was a woman sleeping on the table in the round window; and there was a woman in green clothes standing beside her.

When Lampe handled the characters, he did not use fine brushwork and used freehand painting methods to hide the faces of both women, only highlighting the figures and color blocks of their clothes.

Especially the woman standing by the table, the distant water green body was more prominent, becoming the core of the picture.

Because red and green form a huge contrast, even though the whole painting is red, the green figure is small, but it also uses red to contrast green.

In this world, green is often used to contrast with red, but it is rare to use the strongest red to contrast with green.

Wanxi sighed and she understood that it was Lampe who was thanking her for helping that day.

At this time, the night was late, and Wanxi couldn't help but look at the painting carefully again from the beginning. At this time, she found a special place in the subtle point - the character in the painting was very small, but on the desk of the character, there was a piece of grass in the open book.

Needless to say, the one that can be sandwiched in the book to prevent insects and add fragrance is naturally Rupee.

Wanxi's heart was filled with a thunder: it turned out that this painting was not only for Lampie to thank her, but also for Lampie to convey information.
Chapter completed!