The return of the genius demon concubine

Chapter 2019 He is your father

Seeing the man's familiar face, Luo Qingyao turned her gaze, and some guesses emerged in her heart, "Mother, the man in this painting..."

Reaching out to pat Luo Qingyao's hand lightly, Murong Lianyi looked at the man in the portrait with an unconcealable nostalgia on his face.

"This is your father."

The guess in her heart was confirmed, Luo Qingyao couldn't help but move when she saw the gaze of the man in the portrait.

A very strange feeling brewed in my heart.

It was the first time she saw Feng Lingxiao's face, but she felt at ease at a glance.

This person is her father.

Although she had never seen it before, she could feel that the man in the painting must be inextricably connected with herself.

And obviously, she didn't guess wrong.

Murong Lianyi's eyes were full of tenderness and nostalgia, and that jade-like palm lightly swept across the man's face, so light but full of love.

"Ever since I recovered my memory, I've always drawn your father. I'm worried that I'll forget what he looks like." Murong Lianyi said this, with a bright smile on her lips, and continued happily, "Yaoyao , Look quickly, this is the best painting I have ever done, I just want you to see what your father looks like, and I am worried that you will not recognize your father."

As Murong Lianyi said so, deep love appeared in his eyes.

After hearing Murong Lianyi's words, Luo Qingyao felt mixed feelings in her heart, and couldn't tell what it was like.

She knew why Murong Lianyi spent the best time this time.

Because, her heart is full of hope.

Different from the loss of a loved one before, Murong Lianyi's heart is full of yearning and hope now, looking affectionately at the beloved in the portrait, her heart is full of love for her beloved, longing to meet him again The day we met.

"Mother, let me draw a picture for you?" Luo Qingyao said without warning.

Luo Qingyao's words made Murong Lianyi laugh, "You child, what kind of picture do you draw for me?"

"I just thought of it suddenly, mother, sit down." Pulling Murong Lianyi to sit down, Luo Qingyao asked her to pose in any pose.

Murong Lianyi couldn't resist her daughter, so she sat down obediently, and then lowered her eyes slightly.

"Mother, I'm free while painting, why don't you tell me how did you and my father meet?" Luo Qingyao asked.

"We..." Murong Lianyi fell into the good memories of the past, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, "When we met, it was in the Peach Blossom Cloud Stream of the Demon Race, where there are mountains and rivers, but few people go there. I passed by a tree one day, and your father broke a peach branch for me on the tree, but I scolded him for ruining things, and in the end, he got hit."

At the end, Murong Lianyi lowered her eyes and fell into deep memories.

At that time, she was stubborn and ruthless, and she scolded the man who broke the flower branch and wanted to please her.

After that, the two of them became entangled together and became the love of their lives.

All kinds of things from the past came to mind, Murong Lianyi thought for a while before she came to her senses.

It was only then that Luo Qingyao realized that Luo Qingyao had been immersed in painting, but she hadn't looked up at her.

"You kid, didn't you say you were going to draw for me? Then why don't you look up at me? Are you just serious about yourself?"

(End of this chapter)