Tell the lord, the princess has climbed the wall

Chapter 398 The Red Birthmark

"It's just why did he lead himself to the study?" Zuo Mu walked absent-mindedly while thinking wildly, "What can be interesting in this study?"

Just as he was lost in thought, he didn't pay attention for a while, Zuo Mu didn't stop his feet for a while, and bumped his head against the hard back in front of him.

It turned out that Mu Chen suddenly stopped at some point.

Zuo Mu rubbed his forehead and looked, well, it turned out that the two of them had already reached the door of the room at the end of the corridor, so they had to stop.It's just that my thoughts were flying around and I didn't notice it.

"It didn't hurt, did it? How could you be distracted after only a few steps?" Mu Chen said, turning around and stretching out his hand to check Zuo Mu's forehead.

"Uh..., no... it's okay." Zuo Mu quickly dodged, avoiding Mu Chen's hand, and explained with an awkward smile, "That... I'm used to being sloppy and bumping into it a lot, so I've already gotten used to it." .”

"Then...alright." Mu Chen withdrew his hand sullenly, looked at the door in front of him, took a step back, and made a gesture of invitation,
"This is..." Zuo Mu looked back at Mu Chen, feeling a little uncertain.

"Go in, this is where I'm going to take you."

After finishing speaking, seeing Zuo Mu still looking confused, he smiled slightly, and without waiting for Zuo Mu to make a move, he stretched out his hand and opened the door in front of her for her.

Zuo Mu was still a little puzzled, but the moment the door opened, he glanced over and was instantly stunned.

In the room, on the wall facing the doorway, there is a huge portrait facing you.

The little girl in the portrait looks like one or two years old, wearing a pink and tender palace dress, standing quietly among the flowers, with crooked eyes and a very sweet smile.

Looking around the room, there are no bookshelves, bookcases and other things that Zuo Mu imagined, but instead, they are all portraits of little girls,
A little girl of two or three years old, dressed in white, sat on the swing with a sweet smile, and a boy in his teens pushed him gently behind him.The boy's drawing is relatively vague and only has a rough outline, while the little girl's smile is extraordinarily clear and contagious.

Next to it is the little girl standing under the flower tree, standing by the lake... etc., countless scenes.

And next to each portrait, there is a small sign.

Two years old, three years old, four years old..., all the way down, until the last picture of 17 years old.

Looking at it as a whole, you will find that, except for the 17-year-old one, it looks newer.For the rest, each painting looks very old, and the paper has begun to turn slightly yellow. It seems to be a painting from a long time ago.Especially the one-year-old one, the edges and corners are a little damaged.

Then, look at the paintings one by one along the age, and you will find that the little girl is quietly changing every year, she is growing up slowly, and finally, as she grows older, she becomes 17 years old. Delicate girl.

But every painting has one thing in common.That is, there is a red dot in the shape of a butterfly fluttering its wings between the eyebrows of each little girl in the painting.

That's right, the woman in the painting is none other than Zuo Mu herself.

"This... you drew these?" After carefully reading all the paintings in the room, Zuo Mu was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

"En." Mu Chen nodded very positively.

"The painting...is your sister?" After thinking for a while, Zuo Mu asked very seriously.

"Yes." Mu Chen replied without thinking.

"But you drew your little sister, why did you draw it like me?" After revisiting all the paintings from beginning to end, Zuo Mu still felt very incredible, "These are obviously me, okay? How could it be possible? Is it your little sister?"

"Really? See these portraits, and then look at yourself, do you also believe that the person in this painting is you?"

Mu Chen shrugged, with a bit of helplessness on his face, "But the truth is, before you married Sima Cheng, I had never seen a portrait of you, let alone know what you really look like.

Of course, as for why you don't know anything about you, I think you should know better than me in your heart? "

"Well, I know a thing or two about this." After thinking for a while, Zuo Mu nodded seriously, and explained softly,
"I didn't talk about it at the beginning, because I was young, my master locked me in Fengchi Villa for many years, and the world didn't even know the existence of my apprentice.

Later, when I arrived in Annan, the Queen Mother may have planned to betroth me to Xue Mu from the beginning, or after all, Annan is a vassal state of Xixia, and she was afraid that my appearance would be too ostentatious and attract the attention of Xixia, so as long as I show it to the outside world The portraits of me have to go through layers of checks by my eldest brother and mother, and I will be finished after they paint me in a particularly ugly appearance.

That is, after my elder brother and the others had an accident, in order to protect Annan and successfully marry Sima Cheng, I had someone actually draw a portrait of me and send it to Xixia. "

"So," Mu Chen sighed softly, "If I had seen your portrait earlier, you wouldn't have had to work so hard to travel thousands of miles to Xixia to get married..."

"Not at all. There's nothing wrong with going to Xixia, after all, you met Sima Cheng, didn't you? It's a blessing in disguise."

Seeing that Mu Chen was about to start guilt mode again, Zuo Mu hurriedly interrupted him and changed the subject, "But the little butterfly with red eyebrows you drew is quite unique. I heard that your little sister has a unique birthmark, shouldn't it be Is this the one, or is there something else to say about this pattern?"

"It's indeed a birthmark, but it's not on the forehead. There's another thing that the world doesn't know. In fact, everyone in our Mu family has a birthmark on their left arm?"

Hearing that the birthmark was on the left arm again, Zuo Mu was startled, "Could you be talking about the red birthmark on my left arm?"

"Yes, as long as they are members of our Mu family, everyone has a red birthmark on their left arm, but the shape varies from person to person, and yours, which happens to be exactly the same as my little sister's, is a butterfly birthmark."

As Mu Chen said that, he tore off his sleeve and showed Zuo Mu his left arm.

It's true, I saw that there was indeed a red birthmark on Mu Chen's left arm, but it wasn't a butterfly, it looked like a crescent moon.

"My God, it's all true. It seems that because of this birthmark, you and I will never be able to get rid of our blood relationship." Zuo Mu deliberately picked the red birthmark with his hands, and it didn't work no matter what he did. In disguise, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Of course, this is the imprint of our Mu family, and it is a symbol of status no matter where we go."

After Mu Chen finished speaking very proudly, he suddenly thought of something, paused, and reminded slightly apologetically,

"One more thing, I don't know if you still remember it, last time on my birthday, I took you to watch the fireworks, and then the men in black attacked us, and your left arm was injured?"

(End of this chapter)