Thinking of this, Fengling Mengmeng's cheek rubbed against her, and her temperature quickly rose...
If she could explain it by the painting her aunt told her at that time...that would be...Ren Juechen would paint a portrait for her because...she is his beloved woman?
My beloved woman...she Fengling Mengmeng...
If this is really the case, then everything... seems to make sense again.
Why, he would put forward conditions for her to marry him.
Yaogu is also willing to give it to her, and is willing to spend time teaching her martial arts...
But... she had not met Ren Juechen for less than a month, and the first time they met, she fell into his dart...
A very unpleasant first meeting.
"Has your village owner painted portraits of other women like this before?" Fengling Mengmeng turned to ask Lilac.
Or... it has nothing to do with whether the beloved is beloved or not, but that Ren Juechen just likes to help people draw portraits?
Ding Xiang shook her head hurriedly: "I don't even know this..."
How could it be her turn as a maid to take care of the owner's affairs?
Fengling Mengmeng bit her lip, unable to calm down for a long time.
At the foot of the table, there is a long porcelain vase. In the vase, there are also many rolled scrolls.
Is it a portrait again?
Fengling Mengmeng rolled up the portraits on the desk and put them aside. Then, she picked up all the scrolls placed in the vase and placed them on the desk.
"Princess...what are you..." Ding Xiang looked at Fengling Mengmeng with some worry.
If the owner of the village found them peeking at his paintings here... he would probably be very angry.
"I'll take care of anything!" Fengling Mengmeng said nonchalantly.
Anyway, when she wanted to do bad things in Prince Xi's Mansion, her maid was also like Ding Xiang. At that time, she would pat her chest boldly and say, "I'll take care of anything!".
Taking out a scroll at random, Fengling Mengmeng untied the scroll and opened it to take a look.
It is a landscape painting, not a person.
Fengling Mengmeng was a little disappointed, put the portrait aside, and continued to look at other scrolls.
Ding Xiang, on the other hand, worriedly rolled up and tied Fengling Mengmeng's discarded scroll carefully.
After looking at several portraits in a row, I didn't see anyone's portrait.
Just when Fengling Mengmeng was about to give up reading, she unexpectedly turned over a portrait.
It's human...but the person in the portrait is a bit strange...
She is a little girl, her age is not certain, but she must be many years younger than her.
The little girl's hair was messy, and her clothes and face were full of stains.
In his hand, he also held a sword...if he looked closely, he saw that it turned out to be a small wooden sword.
The girl's bright black eyes, even though they were painted on, are still very lively.
The little girl in the painting looks embarrassed, pouting, as if she is angry.
Fengling Mengmeng was stunned, feeling... this scene was getting... more and more familiar.
What surprised her even more was... she felt that the girl in the portrait seemed... to look a bit like her...
Fengling Mengmeng opened her mouth in surprise and covered her lips with one hand.
She remembered...the wooden sword, the girl in the painting...it was clearly her!
Was this portrait also painted by Ren Juechen?
Why... would he know what she looked like as a child?
Feeling somewhat inexplicably excited, Fengling Mengmeng put the portrait aside and began to look at the remaining unopened scrolls.
Finally, she was asked to dig out a portrait of herself.