Princess stop acting!Your Majesty, he has the ability to read minds

Chapter 112 The Man in the Picture

Hearing that he said he missed him, Song Zhiyi couldn't say anything else, she replied that I do too, and Lu Yuzhi let go of her, turned her around so that she could look at him face to face.

Seeing the blackness in her eyes, Lu Yuzhi leaned forward to kiss her with some distress, Song Zhiyi closed his eyes, feeling his presence greedily.

Lu Yu reluctantly moved his face away, his eyelids drooped, as if there was something he wanted to say but couldn't say.

Sensing his embarrassment, Song Zhiyi held his face, tilted her head and looked into his eyes.In fact, she counted the days and it was time.

"Is Ah Zhi here to say goodbye to me?"

Lu Yuzhi raised his eyes and met her uncomfortable eyes, he reached out and hugged her vigorously, wishing he could rub her into his body and never leave her.

Although Song Zhiyi felt a little uncomfortable, she still accepted his hug. She patted Lu Yuzhi's back to comfort him. She stroked his back repeatedly as if giving comfort to a child.

Lu Yuzhi's voice was muffled, "I brought a few news from this trip, and one of them is the news that I'm leaving."

"If this is just one of them, then there are other things?"

He didn't know what to say, he bent down and picked Song Zhiyi up, and put him on the table so that she could look at him at the same level.

"The northwest is not stable now. Lian Xia thinks this is the best time for him to go back. He said you promised that he can leave whenever he wants, so I didn't stop him."

Song Zhiyi hummed after hearing this. She had already been mentally prepared for this, and even felt that he didn't give up what he was going to do because of other things, and she was very relieved.

"One more thing, the people we left behind only recognize your face, so you can order them with confidence, and they will do their best to protect you."

"We are leaving now. If possible, I really want to take you away. When I think of leaving you here alone, I will..."

Lu Yuzhi hated himself for not being able to take her away now, so he could only ask Song Zhiyi to wait for him.

Song Zhiyi didn't think much about this, she smiled and looked at Lu Yuzhi, "I will wait here for you to come back and marry me when you come back."

Hearing her words, Lu Yuzhi's restless heart instantly settled down. He put his arms around Song Zhiyi's waist, put his chin on her shoulder, and sighed.

"You don't want me to worry about you?"

Song Zhiyi stroked Lu Yuzhi's hair, and held back her laughter. In fact, after seeing Lu Yuzhi, she felt much better. Although she knew that he would leave sooner or later, but now that she really knew, she felt extremely calm in her heart.

"I believe in you, and everything will be arranged."

"I know you..."

Lu Yuzhi smiled helplessly, "Will you miss me?"

Song Zhiyi knew what he meant. She hesitated for a moment, then nodded and replied, "I will miss you every moment I don't see you."

Lu Yuzhi sensed that she had something on her mind, but since she didn't want to talk about it, he wouldn't ask too much.

He stretched out his hand to brush Song Zhiyi's hair, and kissed her hair lightly. He raised his eyes to look at her, and his eyes fell on her lips from top to bottom.

Song Zhiyi could sense his intentions, she put her arms around his neck, bowed her head and leaned towards him.

Lu Yuzhi kissed her somewhat forcefully, and refused to let go for a long time. It was not until Song Zhiyi had some difficulty that he reluctantly let go.

Song Zhiyi leaned against his arms and panted, his breath was still on her lips.

Lu Yuzhi's eyes fell on the table, where there were several paintings and paper balls.He reached out to pick up a painting and looked at it several times, but he didn't see what it was.

"I know... what is this?"

Realizing what he was looking at, Song Zhiyi stretched out his hand to grab the painting, but Lu Yuzhi naturally didn't give her this chance, he raised his hand high, but Song Zhiyi couldn't catch it.

"This is... are you painting me?"

Song Zhiyi, who was exposed, coughed twice in embarrassment, so that she would not admit it. Lu Yuzhi seemed to guess that she would not admit it, so he suppressed a smile and began to observe carefully.

"Hmm... Although I can't tell, but look here, this height, it's me at first glance, right?"

"It's not you!"

Song Zhiyi snatched the painting back while he was laughing, crumpled it up and threw it aside.

Lu Yuzhi laughed even louder after seeing her action, Song Zhiyi covered his laughing mouth with his hand, feeling a little angry in his heart, "Stop laughing!"

Seeing that she was a little angry, Lu Yuzhi held back his smile, nodded with a light smile, and Song Zhiyi let go of the hand that was holding him.

"It's just a random drawing, so I'm not drawing you."

"Okay, not to draw me, but, can I draw one for you?"

Song Zhiyi didn't expect him to have such an idea. There is nothing wrong with her. The ancients didn't have cameras, and the only thing they could think about was painting.

"You can't paint me ugly, or I won't recognize it."

Lu Yuzhi hugged her with a smile, put her on the ground, and looked at her dotingly, "Okay, I will definitely not disappoint Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Song Zhiyi snorted, and sat by the window to pose, waiting for Lu Yuzhi to paint for himself.

Lu Yuzhi looked at the girl sitting in front of him. For some reason, he felt an impulse to hide her.

Seeing that he didn't move, Song Zhiyi urged, "Hurry up and draw, I'll wait for you."

Lu Yuzhi, who came back to his senses, swallowed, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, he took a pen in his hand, spread out the paper, and didn't look at her again after he stroked the pen.

It was quite a while before Song Zhiyi noticed the anomaly, and she asked with some doubts, "Azhi, you don't even look at me, how can you draw?"

Lu Yuzhi smiled and said, "You have long been engraved in my heart."

She stood up and walked to him in disbelief, and after seeing the painting on the paper, she couldn't help but sigh, Lu Yuzhi really had a lot of skill in drawing her like this with the impression in his mind.

She stood quietly by her side, watching the person in front of her describe her appearance stroke by stroke, but the environment of the person he described seemed to be different from the present.

The person in the painting is wearing thick clothes with a big white fur collar, and his face is reddish, as if he is in the vast snow, holding a white kitten in his hands.

Song Zhiyi recognized it. It was Rongxue. Earlier, she had sent Rongxue to Qianxiao's care at the palace diplomat. Rongxue had grown up a lot. She was fluffy, soft, and so heavy that she was about to hug her. Can't stop.

Lu Yuzhi finished the last stroke, put down the brush in his hand, and picked up the painting. Song Zhiyi looked at the complete painting and couldn't help but praise it.

"Your painting skills have improved a lot."

Lu Yuzhi hung up the painting to dry, he turned to look at Song Zhiyi, "Zhizhi, can I take this painting with me?"

(End of this chapter)