The feeling of missing someone turns out to be like this. Wherever he used to be, you can seem to smell his breath.
Mo Xiaoqiu couldn't help but walk upstairs.
Stepping on the wooden stairs, I glanced down, and I felt a little secretly happy in my heart. I didn’t expect that Xinxi was such a meaningful person. Deep down, she probably still loved peace and quiet. According to the old slave, Xinxi often used to
Spending the night here also shows that he personally likes this pavilion.
When I went up to the second floor and glanced around, the smell of books became even stronger.[
Directly in front, there are two large bookshelves.
There are incense burner tables, pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and volumes of calligraphy and painting.
On the wall, there are also several paintings and calligraphy hanging on the wall, depicting green mountains and green water, filled with mist, and resembling a fairyland. Any one of them would definitely be priceless in modern times.
Suddenly, Mo Xiaoqiu was attracted by the picture of a beauty leaning on a railing in the center.
People who feel beautiful...
It's not the kind of beauty that captivates a city, but it's a beauty that makes people deeply attracted by the person in the painting just by looking at it.
The person in the painting has his body and cheeks slightly tilted, and is unusually delicate and elegant. It is not a kind of spotless and refined beauty. It is hard to say, or rather, it is the laziness, boredom and calmness revealed by the eyebrows of the person in the painting.
It is also indifferent, and has a deep and ghostly charm. Not only ancient, but also modern women rarely have this kind of look...
Suddenly, Mo Xiaoqiu felt that this feeling was very familiar.
I felt inexplicably as if I had seen the person in the painting.
After all, ancient paintings were not like today's cameras.
Mo Xiaoqiu looked at it carefully and thought about it seriously. The more she looked, the more familiar she felt. Then she looked at the signature... There was only a red seal, but no signature. She had seen that seal before, and Xinxi always carried it with her.
The seal of the prince.
Could it be said that this painting was painted by Xinxi?
When Mo Xiaoqiu thought of this, he was very surprised. He didn't expect that he had such a talent. He felt very happy.