Finally, I hope that Xiao Yanxi can send me a personal gift when I reply to my letter, to comfort me in my pain of lovesickness.
Mu Yanxi read the letter in her hand over and over again, and couldn't bear to put it down until she could recite every word accurately.
She stared blankly at the familiar notes on the letter paper, imagining his expression when he wrote the letter.
There must be a bit of evil charm and a bit of ridicule on his face.
At this moment, the longing buried in my heart can no longer be hidden.
In her mind, the red figure, his enchanting and beautiful face, tender eyes, and even the evil smile on the corner of his lips made her miss her deeply.
It only takes a month.
But it feels longer than a year has passed.
She originally thought that a year's wait was not long, but now it was only one month, which made her feel so unbearable.
The wood carving and the letter were placed under her pillow.
I watch it for a while every day before going to bed.
It's a pity that there are no cell phone cameras in this world.
Otherwise, she can take a photo of herself and send it to Chonghua.
However, even without a camera, she could still draw a self-portrait.
Mu Yanxi asked people to find lead, then sharpened it into thin pieces, wrapped the lead core in circles with thin threads, and made a strange-shaped pencil.
She is good at sketching, especially character sketching.
It didn't take long, and a sketch that looked like a real person was completed.
She gave the reply and the sketch to Mei Niang.
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Ziji Garden.
The man sitting on the couch is dressed in snow clothes, with a charming appearance, and his black hair is untied, hanging down beside the pillow like flowing clouds.
He took the tea handed over by Yun Xia and took a slow sip. He raised his eyes to look at the woman in red standing in front of the couch and said calmly, "Bring it over."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Mei Niang handed over the letter and the sketch together.
Rong Chu first opened the letter and read it, but he didn't stay long.
"They say she is the most talented woman in the Luo Kingdom, but I want to see if she is worthy of her name."
As he spoke, he slowly opened the sketch.
The real-life portrait that came into view made a trace of surprise flash in his eyes.
This is a... very strange picture.
Ordinary portraits are drawn with pen and ink, but this portrait uses a different kind of material.
A material he had never seen before.
The strangest thing is that the painting method of the portrait is very different from the one outlined in ink and wash.
No matter how similar the ink painting is, it cannot compare to this painting.
Completely like real people.
Rong Chu kept the sketch without changing his expression, and only took the letter to Yun Wu, "Send the letter out."
this...
The corners of Yun Wu's lips twitched, he lowered his head and silently glanced at the rolled-up portrait.
Just now, she accidentally saw the pattern on the portrait.
It is Mu Yanxi's self-portrait, which is very vivid.
This portrait must have been sent to Mr. Chonghua along with the letter.
His Highness privately seized the portrait and quietly kept it for himself. Isn't this a little bad?
well...
His Highness actually did such a thing and still said he didn't like her?
If you don't like someone, why would you keep someone else's portrait privately?
There's no way you can still get any clues from the portrait.
However, she didn't dare to say these words, she could only curse them in her heart.
There were some things that God knew she knew and His Highness knew, but she couldn't express them clearly.
Finally, I hope that Xiao Yanxi can send me a personal gift when I reply to my letter, to comfort me in my pain of lovesickness.
Mu Yanxi read the letter in her hand over and over again, and couldn't bear to put it down until she could recite every word accurately.
She stared blankly at the familiar notes on the letter paper, imagining his expression when he wrote the letter.
There must be a bit of evil charm and a bit of ridicule on his face.
At this moment, the longing buried in my heart can no longer be hidden.
In her mind, the red figure, his enchanting and beautiful face, tender eyes, and even the evil smile on the corner of his lips made her miss her deeply.
It only takes a month.
But it feels longer than a year has passed.
She originally thought that a year's wait was not long, but now it was only one month, which made her feel so unbearable.
The wood carving and the letter were placed under her pillow.
I watch it for a while every day before going to bed.
It's a pity that there are no cell phone cameras in this world.
Otherwise, she can take a photo of herself and send it to Chonghua.
However, even without a camera, she could still draw a self-portrait.
Mu Yanxi asked people to find lead, then sharpened it into thin pieces, wrapped the lead core in circles with thin threads, and made a strange-shaped pencil.
She is good at sketching, especially character sketching.
It didn't take long, and a sketch that looked like a real person was completed.
She gave the reply and the sketch to Mei Niang.
-----------------------
Ziji Garden.
The man sitting on the couch is dressed in snow clothes, with a charming appearance, and his black hair is untied, hanging down beside the pillow like flowing clouds.
He took the tea handed over by Yun Xia and took a slow sip. He raised his eyes to look at the woman in red standing in front of the couch and said calmly, "Bring it over."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Mei Niang handed over the letter and the sketch together.
Rong Chu first opened the letter and read it, but he didn't stay long.
"They say she is the most talented woman in the Luo Kingdom, but I want to see if she is worthy of her name."
As he spoke, he slowly opened the sketch.
The real-life portrait that came into view made a trace of surprise flash in his eyes.
This is a... very strange picture.
Ordinary portraits are drawn with pen and ink, but this portrait uses a different kind of material.
A material he had never seen before.
The strangest thing is that the painting method of the portrait is very different from the one outlined in ink and wash.
No matter how similar the ink painting is, it cannot compare to this painting.
Completely like real people.
Rong Chu kept the sketch without changing his expression, and only took the letter to Yun Wu, "Send the letter out."
this...
The corners of Yun Wu's lips twitched, he lowered his head and silently glanced at the rolled-up portrait.
Just now, she accidentally saw the pattern on the portrait.
It is Mu Yanxi's self-portrait, which is very vivid.
This portrait must have been sent to Mr. Chonghua along with the letter.
His Highness privately seized the portrait and quietly kept it for himself. Isn't this a little bad?
well...
His Highness actually did such a thing and still said he didn't like her?
If you don't like someone, why would you keep someone else's portrait privately?
There's no way you can still get any clues from the portrait.
However, she didn't dare to say these words, she could only curse them in her heart.
There were some things that God knew she knew and His Highness knew, but she couldn't express them clearly.