I heard that Moe is going to run away again

Chapter 1128 is likely to be a palace maid for the rest of her life
"My lord, you are too modest."

When the two came to the study, Huoxue saw the maid studying ink, and said, "I'll do it, I'll do it."

Di Moling raised his hand lightly, the maid stepped back, and Huoxue imitated what she saw just now, and she looked pretty decent.

Di Moling took a piece of rice paper, raised his wrist and began to draw. Huoxue looked at it curiously, but forgot to continue to grind ink.

"Ah, my lord, this is what you drew..." Di Moling obviously painted a woman.

Although only the face was drawn, and the bottom is not yet drawn, but this brow and eye jewelry is whoever it is if it is not me.

Dimo Lingwen smiled and said, "Like it?"

Huoxue nodded fiercely, and excitedly said: "The painting of the prince is really like it."

Di Moling said with satisfaction: "Xiaoxue said it looks like, so it does."

Di Moling looked at Huo Xue and continued to draw. "You go and stand in front until the king finishes painting."

Huoxue murmured: "When you drew just now, you didn't draw towards me?"

Di Moling looked at Huoxue seriously, with deep eyes: "That's because Xiaoxue's appearance has penetrated into my heart. Once I close my eyes, I can outline Xiaoxue's face. And Xiaoxue's clothes today, this king is the first See you once."

Huoxue closed her eyes and said with a smile: "My lord, I can still imagine what my lord looks like with my eyes closed."

Di Moling raised his left hand, and pampered Huoxue's little head: "Go and stand for a while, let me finish the painting."

"it is good."

Huoxue stood by the desk: "Do you want to pose?"

Di Moling smiled and said, "It's too tiring to pose, so Xiaoxue can do whatever she wants."

Di Moling wrote very quickly, as if he had drawn it countless times, and also seemed to be very skilled in painting.

After finishing the last stroke, Di Moling said with satisfaction, "It's done."

Huoxue immediately walked around the desk and came to Di Moling's side: "My lord's paintings are really good, even more beautiful than real people."

Di Moling said solemnly: "Not one tenth of yours."

"Is this painting also given to me as a gift?"

Di Moling paused for a moment, and looked far away: "This one is not allowed."

Huoxue looked at him curiously: "You can draw me, why can't you?"

Di Moling pressed it with a paperweight, waited for it to dry naturally, and said, "Accompany me for a walk."

Huoxue still remembered the painting, and Di Moling stopped suddenly: "My king ordered someone to remodel the swing, do you want to go and have a look?"

Huoxue followed Di Moling out the door and headed for the small garden.

Di Moling seemed to be covered with a touch of melancholy, and said in a low voice, "Are you still used to living in the palace? Do you... still want to leave the palace?"

Huoxue fell silent, and after a while, she said: "Although life in the palace is dangerous, you don't harm others, and others will harm you. But...the emperor is very kind to me, and I want to stay in the palace with him."

Di Moling stopped, with a look of disappointment hidden in his eyes: "Even if you can only look at it like this, there is no future?"

Huo Xue looked at him suspiciously.

Di Moling explained sadly: "He is the emperor, and many things are beyond his control. If you choose him, you may be a court lady for the rest of your life, so it doesn't matter?"

Huoxue whispered: "Well, I want to accompany him in the palace."

At this moment, Di Moling only felt his heart throbbing, his face suddenly turned pale, and his body shook slightly.

Huoxue helped him up: "My lord, are you... not feeling well? Shall I call the doctor?"

"No need. Help me to sit on the swing for a while."

Huoxue looked at the swing not far away, her eyes lit up.This is not much different from a modern swing, a comfortable mahogany bench that can sit two people side by side, wrapped in leather...

　Thanks to the true love baby [Xinyue.Shang] for the six-hit reward, ok! (づ￣3￣)づ

　　
　
(End of this chapter)