1108. Chapter 1108 When an old friend meets her, she is not a painting.
After being silent for a while, Muyin took a sip of tea. Feeling it cooled down for a while, he took a sudden sip. The aroma of tea overflowed between his lips and teeth, with a slight bitterness and sweetness, which he couldn't explain.
Sometimes time will dilute everything, but it cannot wash away some traces.
Looking at Huayin's calm look, Muyin felt strange. Maybe his little sister was mature, no, maybe, just mature.
She no longer clung to herself, she became independent again, and even had the courage to change her name.
That must be it.
After chatting for a while, Huayin and Mr. Meng were laughing from ear to ear. Muyin and Yuan Hongxi sat quietly aside, watching them talk about things in the academy.
When it comes to students, Mr. Meng always shakes his head: "There are a lot of naughty children in the school. We're going to trouble the painting girl."
"Mr. Meng, you're welcome. I like them quite a lot. Liveliness and cuteness are also a characteristic and the best shining point." After saying this, Huayin glanced at Muyin with a pointed look on his lips.
With a slight smile.
The corner of his mouth twitched, and Muyin almost spilled the tea on himself. Are these words talking about her? Well... although she was a bit naughty before.
But things are getting better now. Now that I am a mother, I am more skillful and sensible in everything I do, but I am still a little irritable when facing Xiao Ruyue.
Wait, if Muhua teaches students, wouldn’t he also teach Xiao Ruyue?
...What if Xiao Ruyue is disobedient and naughty and cannot be disciplined? Secretly sweating in her heart, Muyin said to Huayin: "Muhua, if Xiao Ruyue is disobedient, you will know what to do with a ruler or corporal punishment."
,It is all acceptable!"
"Princess, a daughter of the people has her own sense of propriety." Her words were polite and euphemistic, but she had a feeling that she couldn't describe. After looking at Muyin, she finally added, "Princess, just call me Huayin, I...
It’s not painted on wood.”
Muyin's heart stirred, and just when Muyin was about to speak, Huayin immediately continued, "The wooden paintings the princess mentioned committed the heinous crime of kidnapping Princess Xi. The common girl was just a commoner in Yuexia Nunnery in Luocheng. She was just a commoner.
A commoner who occasionally comes to the college to help Mr. Meng."
These words blocked Muyin's thousands of words.
Yes, she is no longer the wooden painting, the immature and ignorant painting. She has become more independent, more and more temperamental, and a more and more likeable woman.
This is a good thing.
With a smile, Muyin stood up and walked to her side to hold Huayin's hand, "I have a sister who looks exactly like you. If possible, can I call you sister from now on?"
"The daughter of the people is ashamed. If the princess insists on doing this, the daughter of the people will have to accept it happily." Huayin showed rare reserve and dignity, with a smile on his face, and the hand held by Muyin was extremely calm.
Seeing that she didn't reply to him, Muyin breathed a sigh of relief. He let go of Huayin's hand, and Muyin chatted with her about something else, so he left.
After Muyin left, Huayin's hand trembled when she held it and let go, hiding it in her sleeves and clenching it tightly.
After so many years, she thought she could still be calm when facing Muyin.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Huayin and Mr. Meng sent Muyin and Yuan Hongxi onto the carriage and watched them leave.
The carriage swayed, and Muyin leaned in Yuan Hongxi's arms and remained silent. Seeing her like this, Yuan Hongxi couldn't help but smile: "Yin'er, what's wrong with you?"
