The person in the painting smiles gracefully, holds her chin with one hand, and smiles like a flower. The beauty and softness of the woman are everywhere revealed.
"Is she my mother?"
Tender fingers pointed at the statues on the wall.
It turns out that my mother is so beautiful...
Jiao Li re-examined the person in the portrait. This person was Yu Buhuan, a person who had been dead for a long time. But because his appearance was very similar to Yan Xin'er, he used it as a supplement. But he knew that if Yan Xin'er stood in person,
Here, it will be more beautiful than the picture.
Jiao Li shook his head, as if he wanted to put Yan Xin'er out of his mind in this way.
"Father, I now believe that my mother must have gone on a far journey, and she will come back." A childish voice sounded in the secret room, with a serious certainty.
Jiao Li couldn't help but laugh: "Why are you so sure?"
"Because I am her son. If she knew she had such a lovely and smart son, she would not be willing to leave him for so long."
Children are good and always look at the world with innocent and romantic eyes. Whether they are ugly or beautiful, there is no difference in their eyes.
Bending down to pick up his son, Jiao Li said calmly: "Yes, I think so too."
On the way back, Jiao Li kept thinking about the problem.
What did I eat wrong today? I took the dumplings to see that painting.
When he arrived in the room, Jiao Li threw away the paper and started writing a letter to Xuanyuan Mu.
What he wrote was very simple. He first praised Dumpling for his positive performance today, and then told Xuanyuan Mu in tactful words that the study was accidentally flooded and all the books were burned, along with Dumpling's coursework.
After writing the letter eloquently, Jiaoli put the letter into a secret compartment and sealed it.
When Xuanyuan Mu got up the next day, the first thing he did was to open the secret compartment and take out the letter that Jiao Li had sealed last night.
At first, he was very satisfied. Dumpling finally knew how to study hard, which made him very happy. But when he saw the back, Xuanyuan Mu's face suddenly sank.
When Gu Donglai saw Xuanyuan Mu, he was almost frightened by the man with a gloomy face.
"What's wrong?" Gu Donglai asked.
"Call your brother over here." Xuanyuan Mu ordered coldly.
Gu Donglai was stunned. Although Xuanyuan Mu and Jiao Li used the same body, some things were not shared, such as his subordinates.
Although Gu Xilai is his younger brother, he has always worked for Jiao Li, and Xuanyuan Mu will never summon him casually.
"yes."
After a while, a sleepy Gu Xilai appeared in front of Xuanyuan Mu.
It seemed like two years ago since they last met. Gu Xilai said with a sigh of relief: "Do you have any orders from the prince?"
"What happened last night?"
Gu Xilai was startled...
This reminded him of a scene two years ago.
Xuanyuan Mu was also like today, asking him with a cold face why all the books were eaten by rats.
"say."
Gu Xilai quickly clasped his fists and said, "I got lost last night."
"Take water? How can a good person do so?" Xuanyuan Mu asked.
"Maybe the young prince accidentally knocked over the candlestick." It's not that he shirks the responsibility. Xuanyuan Mu can forgive any bad thing the young prince does, just like the last time Jiaoli got a bunch of rats from nowhere and killed the young prince.
He chewed through all the books, causing the young prince to miss morning classes for more than ten days.
"Hmph, if I find out that you lied, you should know the consequences."
"I don't dare." Over the years, Gu Xilai found that he was getting better and better at talking nonsense.
