Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 50 Orchid
Jing Chun looked disappointedly at the bracelet on his hand.

It was as if the whole spring had been imprisoned, and she had also looked forward to the garden being filled with spring scenery...

But as far as Jing Chun is concerned, what is there to sell about her marriage contract with Jiang Hejin?

She wanted to escape, to escape from a certain cage that imprisoned herself.

After a moment, Jing Chun had something else in his hand.

"G-give it to me?" Jing Chun was slightly shocked.

In my hand is a book bag made of sheepskin. The bag is very delicate. The embroidered pattern is orchid, and it smells of a light fragrance.

Different from the strong powder and rouge, this light fragrance gives people a very gentle feeling.

There are already charcoal and drawing paper for drawing in the book bag.

Also, Jing Chun's lost token...

Jiang Hejin said indifferently: "Your original bookbag has been burned. This one was made by me. It is the same size as your original one. I found the token when I was looking for you. I guess you dropped it. Yes, it's also fortunate that you dropped something, so I was able to find your whereabouts."

Jing Chun bowed his head in silence, staring at the book bag in front of him, what should I say?Jiang Hejin gave Jing Chun many things, but this was the only thing that Jing Chun loved the most.

Jing Chun touched the orchid on the bag and smiled.

Jing Chun doesn't like orchids.

Although the orchid is a gentleman among flowers, in Jing Chun's heart, this orchid has no temperament of its own. Except for winter, it has always catered to the other three seasons, and its vitality is extremely tenacious. integrity.

It seems that everyone can have it...

The orchid in this posture is very similar to Jiang Hejin's amiable posture in the past, anyone can bear it, and everything can be tolerated.

But now looking at the orchids embroidered on this bag, she suddenly felt that the yellow color of the buds was unprecedented among many flowers. The color was light, and every time it bloomed, it seemed that it was facing the world with a new attitude. .

So, you can always trust Jiang Hejin's aesthetics.

Jiang Hejin saw the calmness in Jing Chun's eyes and frowned slightly, "Don't like it?"

Jing Chun raised his head and said, "I like it."

Then, she smiled slightly and lowered her eyes secretly, she will try her best to fall in love with orchids.

Yes, she has to learn to live in various situations.

The conversation between the two seemed monotonous.

"Change your clothes and I will take you back."

Jing Chun looked at the shirt in front of him, the pattern on the red sleeve was also orchid, with dense stitching, he could tell it was a good material at a glance.

Jing Chun suddenly thought of something, his mood was a little high, his voice was a little low, he stopped Jiang Hejin, and said, "Your Highness... don't you think it's bad luck?"

"what?"

He opened his mouth with dry lips, "I was matched for a dark marriage..."

Although only a little bit...

In fact, this question is not important to Jing Chun, and she does not care about the answer to this question. She just feels that it would be unfair to Jiang Hejin if she does not ask this question...

"Do you care?"

"After all, it's my business, and there will be more or less grudges in my heart..." But Jing Chun didn't seem to be holding on to something, so he pretended to be sophisticated, "However, I have nothing to lose..."

The sophisticated tone should be matched with an unruly smile, but Jing Chun couldn't smile, but raised his eyes: "Does Your Highness not care?"

Jiang Hejin remained silent for a long time, recalling in his mind the moment when he saw Jing Chun in a wedding dress, the moment when he lifted Jing Chun out of the coffin, and recalled Jing Chun's dying state.

He really didn't want Jing Chun to die just like that. How could Princess Li, whom he chose so hard, die?

For a moment, Jiang Hejin asked himself whether he didn't want Jing Chun to die because she was Princess Zhunli, or just because Jing Chun was Jing Chun.

Jiang Hejin told himself that it was because Jing Chun was Princess Li.

There are some things that can be explained clearly without paying attention...

There are some things that I don't understand...

But if Jing Chun wanted an answer, Jiang Hejin replied, "No."

Jiang Hejin wasn't used to explaining some things that he didn't understand, and Jiang Hejin was also worried about how to explain some things that didn't make sense, so he simply replied with one word, which was something he didn't know.

Jing Chun didn't care about the answer, and the answer didn't seem to affect the overall situation.

Some things are still difficult to interrupt, and Jing Chun still needs to continue living.

Jing Chun was glad that he could still live. Maybe there was a different warmth and coldness in this cage.

As soon as Jiang and Jin walked out of the door, the next second, two maids appeared. They saluted Jing Chun and said, "I will help the young lady wash herself."

Jing Chun didn't like being served by others, so he wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, this kind of royal enjoyment is rare.

Don't be in vain!
The two servant girls were skilled in techniques, after serving Jing Chun to wash and wash, they dressed up for Jing Chun again, looking at the dazzling array of rouge in front of her, Jing Chun actually had a feeling of being valued.

After applying rouge, applying gouache, and pursing lip color, the originally pale face instantly became rosy, and the ruddy face was like a budding water lotus, and there was an unbearable loveliness in the tranquility.

After dressing up her hair in a bun, she changed Jing Chun into new clothes. She wore a blue robe with orchids embroidered on the red sleeves, which seemed to have a calmness that did not match her age.

Even the maids praised her: "Miss Jing is naturally beautiful, and she is so amazing with just a little makeup. She is really enviable by all the slaves..."

Jing Chun looked at himself in the bronze mirror, and his posture was indeed different from before. Looking at it this way, he couldn't find much about Jing Shuyao's outfit, which made Jing Chun feel a lot better.

Jing Chun went downstairs, different from the shabbiness of the past, there is a kind of calmness and luxury in her at this moment.

The scars on the face were well covered, and the whole face was exquisite and flawless, as if it were beautiful and refined.

Jiang Hejin looked at Jing Chun who was going downstairs, and his eyes suddenly sunk in, which he did not expect.

Before Jiang Hejin came into contact with Jing Chun, he had seen Jing Chun's portrait, and his impression of her was more of the ordinary in beauty, but now seeing her, there was a feeling that Jiang Hejin couldn't recognize her.

Jiang Hejin came back to his senses, and said calmly, "Get in the car."

Jing Chun got into the carriage silently, lowered his head, and waited for Jiang and Jin to also get into the carriage.

The horse's hooves sounded "da da", and Jing Chun shook his hands.

Later, Jing Chun looked out of the window again, without saying a word, as if it was a stone deposited in the stream.

A life that cannot be controlled is terrible, so, will that stone settle in the stream forever?Will one day break free from the water and see everything in the world?

Jiang Hejin looked at Jing Chun unknowingly, probably due to the fatigue of the past few days, Jing Chun looked thinner, but it was this thinness coupled with today's makeup that gave Jing Chun an inexplicable fragility feel.

(End of this chapter)