too affectionate

Chapter 116 Only when you reach the end of the desperate situation and seal life, you will know that the king's heart is like mine (2) ([-] more)

Rong Jin smiled, but a bit of bitterness leaked from the corners of his eyes, and his voice dimmed amidst the extreme warmth.

"If I hadn't been following my mother's portrait every day, how could I remember her every frown and smile in my heart?"

There are more than a dozen Duobao Pavilions around the empty pavilion, but there is no decoration on it, only paintings of Danqing.

Hundreds of thousands of portraits depict the same person, a woman wearing a crown and a scarf.

She was born with a dignified and graceful face.

But in front of her maternity demeanor, few people would notice her appearance.

Shaoyu immediately knelt down and pleaded guilty: "It was Shaoyu who made a slip of the tongue and offended you, please punish me!"

Rong Jin shook his head, showing off his face gently, his voice was as soft as dew on an autumn night.

"It wasn't me who was wrong, so why not hurry?
It's not your fault, how can you punish me? "

"Many...thank you, Mr. Haihan."

Shao Yu was slightly taken aback, and hurriedly thanked him, but he was not a little surprised.

The young master is in a really good mood today, if in the past, if anyone brought up the sad things about the young master, the consequences would be...

"Ahem." Just as Shao Yu was secretly surprised, Rong Jin covered his face and coughed softly.

It turned out that when he stretched out his hand just now, the lotus blue bucket pattern and the fan silk crane cloak covering Rong Jin's body fell down, revealing the jacket inside.

Shao Yu hurriedly got up and helped Rong Jin put the crane cloak back on again. Looking at Rong Jin's slender figure, he couldn't help persuading him: "My lord, you should pay more attention to your body. How can it be worthwhile to stay up all night like this?" live?

You Tongxuan girl will have a long life in the future, so why do you have to paint her portrait night after night? "

Hearing this, Rong Jin's brows and eyes suddenly softened a lot, and there was a gentle candlelight in his eyes.

"The future is long..."

He murmured softly.

"Exactly." Shaoyu took the words, picked up the medicine cup that had run out of temperature by the table, and said: "Then Shaoyu first go and reheat the medicine that the young master will use before going to bed."

"No hurry." Shaoyu was about to get up when Rong Jin called him.

"Go and collect all the paintings in this room first, and put them in a box."

"What!?" Shaoyu was taken aback and almost smashed the medicine cup by mistake. "You mean... those portraits of the empress?!"

Those portraits are the most beloved objects of the young master. They were drawn by the young master during countless sleepless nights, full of sorrow and sadness.

How many days, the young master is shaking the wheelchair alone, going around the attic over and over again, looking at each portrait carefully, entrusting the untraceable, unspeakable nostalgia, and the loneliness floating outside alone.

Because of these portraits, the attic master never allowed anyone except Shaoyu to enter.

All the maids and guards who entered the attic by mistake, none of them could get out alive.

Now, the young master actually wants him to put it away...

"This..." Shao Yu hesitated, but did not act.

"I'm not joking." Rong Jin picked up the portrait in front of him with both hands, and looked at it seriously.

"To her, I'm just a tool, so why should I torture myself endlessly with things that I can't have in my whole life?

What's more, in the emperor's family, there shouldn't be such ancestral family affection. "

Rong Jin said it very lightly, lightly after reaching the limit of despair, one sentence carried through his wandering life of living in the house for more than ten years.

Even though he has been with Rong Jin for more than ten years, Shao Yu still has never understood what is in Rong Jin's heart, and he doesn't know how to answer the words at this time.

Fortunately, Rong Jin said it himself.

"But fortunately, now there is something I can have."

He was clearly speaking to the air in front of him, but his smile was tenderly lingering in the corner of Rong Jin's eyes, so gentle that it made one feel like a spring breeze.

"Is it Miss Xuan?" Shao Yu couldn't help asking.

Rong Jin smiled lightly, the corners of his mouth and eyes were smiling, but he didn't answer directly.

"I don't believe it myself. I would be a person who will be determined for life at a glance. I personally thought that I would be a very rigorous person."

It's obviously self-deprecating, but with a brisk gentleness.

Shaoyu let out a sigh of relief, and was really happy for Rong Jin from the bottom of his heart.

The young master has suffered a lot these years, even if she can't share the suffering for the young master, it would be great if she could bring the young master a moment of joy.

Just as Shao Yu was thinking, Rong Jin suddenly shook the wheelchair, carefully avoiding the sketches on the floor, and carefully selected one portrait of each of the facial features that he was most satisfied with, and put them together and handed them to Shao Yu.

"From tomorrow onwards, according to these portraits, you will find the woman who looks the most similar to her from all over the world, and send them to your house."

"Ah?" Shao Yu took over the drawing, but was rather embarrassed, "Miss Xuan has an outstanding appearance, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for Tianquan Kingdom to have a similar appearance."

Rong Jin smiled lightly and shook his head: "Of course it is, but what I want you to find is the person who is most similar to her in every facial feature, and you don't need to have all her looks."

Only then did Shaoyu agree, and turned around to go out to do it.

"Also, the next post is for Miss Xuan, and ask her to visit the house tomorrow."

Rong Jin told Shao Yu's back, and picked up the pen again to perfect the painting on the table more delicately.

"Yes, young master." Shao Yu immediately turned around and responded with clasped fists.

It was noon on the second day when Wanyan woke up, and this beautiful sleep swept away all the tiredness of the past few days.

Sitting on the soft bed with a drowsy mind, the sunlight coming in from the window sills warms the body, creating the best environment for cranky thoughts.

Wanyan held her arms on her knees and held her small face, the scene a few days ago was vividly vivid in her mind.

When being besieged by hundreds of people, Heng Li was too busy to take care of herself but still kept an eye on her safety all the time.

When the flames were about to devour her, it was Heng Li, whose determination was running low, consuming her vitality to block a corner for her.

When he could only choose between his own safety and hers, Heng Li pushed her out of the passage of life without thinking, leaving him to face the challenge of life and death.

In the end, Heng Li gave up on herself and saved her while falling down the Baizhang cliff at the same time.

This unforgettable and bloody memory made her have to have an extra reasonable thought.

Only when life is sealed off in a desperate situation, will you know that your heart is like mine.

The luckiest thing is that there is an echo of Google singing on the air.

Thinking of this, Wanyan couldn't wait to jump out of bed, and trot downstairs after washing.

Heng Li was sitting at the table, and when she saw Wan Yan coming in, she immediately put away the things she was holding, and signaled Luan Feng with her eyes to close the door.

Like a child hiding candy.

"My lord, what are you looking at?" Wanyan sat down at the table and asked curiously.

Heng Li took a sip of tea from a cup, as if nothing had happened and refused to leave people thousands of miles away.

(End of this chapter)