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Chapter 869 : In the palace! That little entanglement 4

But she didn't care much about what was inside.

I just saw it, and it seems that Xiaorong also passed through here and forgot to close it.

Naturally, she stepped forward with inquiring eyes.

After a quick glance, the things inside were just some clothes and cloth, as well as some dowry.

Just as I was about to close the box, I saw something stuck in the corner of the box.[

She carefully pulled it out, and it turned out to be a rolled-up calligraphy and painting.

It looked a bit familiar, so she couldn't help but open the scroll. She was shocked by this move!

This painting is exactly the portrait of a monster that hung in her room when she was in Huaicheng.

The beautiful eyes looked around with a guilty conscience. No one could not help but go to the lamp on the table and take a closer look.

She couldn't help but marvel at how lifelike the ancient painters were.

Sima Luo was portrayed to the core, just like a real person. And this temperament... strange, she actually intuitively thinks it is Sima Luo now. Because sometimes Sima Luo is like this. Although sometimes he also behaves very domineering and hateful

, very strange, but this does not affect her judgment.

When she didn't know Sima Luo, when she saw Murong Jing, she would inevitably doubt that the person in the painting was him. At that time, she thought it was a work that was processed by the painter, but now thinking about it, the painter did not process it at all, but painted it.

with another person.

Looking at it this way, it seems that this painting was painted by the original Shen Su'er. Since it also shows how much she loves Sima Luo, only unforgettable love can capture the exquisite charm of the person in the painting so accurately. Sure enough, it sure is true.

, Sima Luo and the original Shen Su'er have already been in love.

To be honest, today was the first time that she looked at this portrait so carefully.

Suddenly, she thought of something. How about giving this painting to the Queen Mother?

To comfort her in the pain of missing her son?

The more I thought about it, the more I thought it was a good idea, so I rolled it up.

I plan to take it to Meiyuan tomorrow and give it to the Empress Dowager.

Late at night.

In a daze, there was no Murong Jing around. She was sleeping very unaccustomedly. Was she already used to his presence? She was suddenly gone and always woke up in the middle of her sleep. Touching the empty space beside the bed made her feel better.

A moment of loss.


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