That is, each painting will have its name written on the corner.
In the lower right corner of the portrait, the words Mu Yanxi are written neatly and clearly.
Mu Yanxi stayed for a few seconds, her lips became a little stiff, she slowly bent down, stretched out her hand, picked up the portrait on the ground, held it between two fingers, "Your Highness, something fell out of your sleeve."
She didn't know how to behave at this moment.
Rong Chu actually... actually carried her portrait with him.
The moment she saw her portrait falling out of his sleeve, her mind went blank for a moment.
She half believed Yun Wu's words.
But the ironclad fact before her eyes made her...
She could feel that the white figure with his back to her was obviously stiff for a few seconds.
She moved her lips, looked down at the portrait in her hand, and continued, "It's my portrait."
Rong Chu's body had just recovered a little from the stiff state, and instantly froze again.
"When did you start falling in love with me?" She felt that she must be stupid, otherwise she wouldn't have said such stupid things.
There are some things she doesn't want to believe.
but...
Except that Rong Chu really fell in love with her, she didn't know any other reason to explain a man secretly detaining a woman's portrait and carrying it with him.
Especially a man like Rong Chu.
Women are like playthings in his eyes.
She found it incredible.
From the first time she saw Rong Chu until now, she has never felt that Rong Chu showed any interest in her.
There was a time when his attitude was indeed quite ambiguous.
But she always felt that he was teasing her.
Just like treating cats and dogs, tease them when you are bored.
Rong Chu's back was stiff and upright, like a poplar tree illuminated by wind and rain. Even under the bombardment of violent storms, it still maintained its upright grace.
"Okay, let me put it another way." Perhaps she was too straightforward and spoke too fiercely, which frightened the other party. Rong Chu remained silent for a long time without making a sound.
"You really like me?"
"Mu Yanxi!"
A low and forbearing voice bypassed the cold and stiff back, "Who do you think you are?"
"What?"
She was stunned.
The white figure slowly turned around, the expression on his face was cold and piercing, "A woman who has been with two men, why do you think this king will like you?"
Before Mu Yanxi could speak, he sneered again, the sarcasm in his eyes becoming more obvious, "Is it just your shameless face? Or is it the confidence that Chonghua brought you?"
"Oh, I almost forgot."
"Even Chonghua has abandoned you and chosen another woman. So, even Chonghua doesn't want a woman, so why would my eyes be so hard to fall in love with you?"
Mu Yanxi's face looked a little pale at first, but after listening to his words, she smiled slightly.
"Oh, so you don't like me anymore?"
She smiled, and the expression on her face became cold, "That's perfect. Being liked by someone like you, Your Highness, is really frightening."
"What did you say?" Rong Chu's face darkened.
"Since His Highness is very disdainful of me, then return this painting to me to avoid staining His Highness's eyes, right?"
After saying that, she folded the portrait and put it in her purse.
Rong Chu was startled and subconsciously wanted to take it back. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he saw the mocking smile in her eyes.