When the wise king saw this, he couldn't bear it. He hurried over and said, "Why do you keep following me?"
"I, I just haven't seen you for a long time, and I want to see you." Yun Ruoliu whispered, and then said, "Forget it, I won't disturb you anymore, I'm leaving first!"
As she said that, she bit her lip and walked back.
"Wait a minute!" The wise king suddenly stopped her.
Seeing her pitiful look, the wise king said: "Don't you want to see the calligraphy and painting exhibition? Since you've come here, why not see it before leaving?"
Yun Ruoliu looked happy when he heard this.
She immediately turned around, skipped to the side of the wise king, and said excitedly: "Brother, are you willing to take me to see the calligraphy and painting exhibition?"
The wise king nodded helplessly, "You are already at the door. It would be a shame to leave without taking a look. Come on, I will take you in."
With that said, he led the way.
"Thank you, big brother." Yun Ruoliu said, following closely behind King Xian.
As soon as the two of them walked in, they saw many poems, books and paintings placed in the calligraphy and painting gallery.
At this time, when the curator and the students saw the wise king walking in, they all gathered around him.
"It's the Wise King who's here. Great, I can finally see the legendary Wise King!"
"It is said that the wise king is good at poetry and painting, and has great literary talent. I wonder if we can see his masterpieces today?"
"Hey, look, why is there a girl next to King Xian? Who is that girl?" At this time, several students from the female school began to discuss in a low voice.
A female student said: "Look at the good relationship between this girl and the Xian Wang. I wonder which family she is from, so she can be taken care of by the Xian Wang like this."
"This girl looks so ordinary. She is not worthy of a wise king at all. How can she deserve to stay with a wise king?" said an official lady named Geng Bingyan.
Looking at Yun Ruoliu, Geng Bingyan looked unhappy.
She used to see Xian Wang at calligraphy and painting exhibitions. Xian Wang was a golden bachelor in her heart. She always thought that no woman could match him. She didn't expect that such an ordinary girl would appear next to him, which made her jealous.
Endless.
At this time, the director of the museum had already walked towards the wise king and saluted the wise king, "See you, Your Majesty. His great presence in our museum really makes this museum shine."
King Xian said: "You don't have to be polite, curator. I am also here to appreciate calligraphy and paintings. Please feel free to do so, don't be formal."
"Your Majesty, would you like me to show you around?" the curator asked.
"No need, I can just take a look at it." King Xian said.
He didn't like the excitement and liked quietness, so after talking, he led Yun Ruoliu to a place with few people to appreciate calligraphy and painting.
"Oops!" Suddenly, Yun Ruoliu stepped on a piece of ice and almost slipped.
The wise king supported her and asked with concern: "Are you okay Liu'er?"
Yun Ruoliu shook his head quickly, "I'm fine, the ground is so slippery!"
"Come, let me help you, so you won't slip!" Xian Wang said, holding Yun Ruoliu's arm.
As he said that, he saw a lot of snowflakes on her head and couldn't help but reach out and brush them off for her. He also joked: "Look at you, you have become a snow doll!"
"Brother, there is a lot of snow on your head. Come on, let me sweep it away for you." Yun Ruoliu said, standing on tiptoes and reaching out to sweep the snow off the Xian Wang's head.
In order to cooperate with her, the wise king lowered his head specially.
Seeing the "sweet" interaction between the two people, Geng Bingyan's face was so gloomy that it could drip with water.