Concubine is always arrogant

Chapter 29 The Man in the Picture

After a certain amount of confession, the relationship between Yan Jiuxuan and Murong Chenyi unknowingly took another step closer. Of course, Yan Jiuxuan did not notice such progress.

After Yan Jiuxuan left Xiaoyao Palace, Ah Jiu waited until the servants cleared the table before coming in, and then saw Murong Chenyi smiling gently.

Ah Jiu said that the prince who seemed to be under too much pressure could not bear this state at all.

After trying hard to adjust his mood, Ah Jiu carefully said: "My lord, you are..." Ah Jiu, who has been with Murong Chenyi all the year round, felt very terrified. He no longer knew how long it was since the lord showed such smile again.

In the past, Murong Chenyi could smile, laugh loudly, and even laugh wildly, but those smiles were not from the heart, it was like wearing a smiling mask, which turned into a necessary smile when needed, and now Ah Jiu hadn't seen the smile from the bottom of his heart for a long time.

"Ah Jiu, what should I do if I like her more and more?" Murong Chenyi muttered to himself, as if he was asking Ah Jiu, more like talking to himself, "If this continues, I won't be able to let go of her at all. "

After saying this, the smile on Murong Chenyi's face deepened, and he stretched out his hand to hold it in the air, as if he was grabbing something, he held it tightly without any intention of letting go.

"Are you saying that I was so pitiful that the sky couldn't stand it, so I sent her here?"

Here, after Yan Jiuxuan returned home, she explained the situation to Yan Shijie. This younger brother, who had always been very honest, was worried, "Sister, he has been helping you like this, so he has something for you, right?"

Yan Jiuxuan, who has been in charge of teaching her younger brother during this period of time, began to doubt her education method during this period. This kind of behavior of guessing other people's thoughts in the worst way seems to be instilled in him all the time by herself.

"Shijie," Yan Jiuxuan made up her mind, "You have to know that there are still true hearts in this world. My sister just doesn't want you to be deceived, not to make you trust anyone."

Yan Shijie frowned, looking thoughtful, so Yan Jiuxuan decided to make persistent efforts, "Shijie, in life, there must be a few trustworthy people, such as the two of us, such as me and the Eighth Prince."

"Shijie," Yan Jiuxuan continued, patting Yan Shijie's head, "Don't bear everything by yourself, this kind of life is too tiring, and a person's power is limited after all."

As soon as she said this, Yan Jiuxuan herself laughed. If she had said such things in her previous life, she would not have said anything. Speaking of which, she also changed slowly after meeting that person. Views are different.

Yan Jiuxuan didn't notice that the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, but at such a close distance, Yan Shijie didn't let go of Yan Jiuxuan's subtle expression.

My sister just smiled like this when she thought of that person. It seemed that she was really stuck. Yan Shijie clenched his fists. Woolen cloth!
After making up his mind, Yan Shijie put away the doubts on his face, and his eyes that were a little confused just now became clear, "Don't worry, sister, I understand what you said."

Seeing this boy's appearance, Yan Jiuxuan knew that he listened to what he said, but to what extent he could do it, it could only be determined by Yan Shijie himself. No matter how powerful Yan Jiuxuan was, he had no ability to limit Yan Shijie's thinking.

When Yan Shijie also left here, Yan Jiuxuan looked at the sky and found that it had already darkened. At this time, she would not be able to be aboveboard if she went out again.

After thinking about it, Yan Jiuxuan went into her room anyway.

Murong Chenyi was drawing a portrait with a paintbrush in detail, with a faint smile on his mouth.

If Ah Jiu came in, he would be able to see that what Murong Chenyi painted was none other than Yan Jiuxuan.

In the painting, Yan Jiuxuan's hair is a little disheveled, and she is wearing the suit he sent to the Prime Minister's Mansion last time. Her big eyes are very lively, her cherry lips are slightly pursed, and her hands are stretched forward, as if she is touching something. He looked carefree just now when he went out to play, but he also showed his charm in an inadvertent moment.

After finishing the last stroke, Murong Chenyi looked at the painting in front of him, and gently put the paintbrush in his hand aside, as if he was afraid of disturbing the people in the painting, he didn't even breathe out.

The ink was not dry yet, Murong Chenyi stretched out his hand and gently stroked the blank space on the paper, "Xuan'er, I will give you whatever you want."

Different from the usual gentleness or grievances when talking to Yan Jiuxuan, the smile on Murong Chenyi's face now is steady and deep, and there is no knowing what kind of emotion is contained in the black eyes, bottomless.

Suddenly, the door of the study room rang twice, Ah Jiu's voice came from outside the door, "My lord."

"Come in." Murong Chenyi said in a deep voice, he didn't intend to put down the painting in his hand.Ah Jiu is someone who has been following Murong Chenyi all along. He has been trained since he was a child, so there is no need to avoid him.

Ah Jiu glanced at the painting in Murong Chenyi's hand, then lowered her head and said in a low voice: "My lord, Miss Yan family is going to visit the National Teacher's Mansion."

Visiting the National Teacher's Mansion?A playful smile appeared on Murong Chenyi's face.

Others may not know about this National Teacher's Mansion, but he, Murong Chenyi, knows best. Where is there any national teacher, that person is just another identity he plays.

But what is she doing at the National Teacher's Mansion at this time?
"My lord," seeing that Murong Chenyi had remained silent, Ah Jiu asked him, "How should I reply?"

At this time Murong Chenyi was in the palace, of course there was no one in the National Teacher's mansion, so it was impossible for Yan Jiuxuan to see anyone now, if Yan Jiuxuan wanted to see someone, unless Murong Chenyi went there now.

The person who was going to go straight sat down instead, and continued to caress the painting in his hands. Murong Chenyi's voice was very gentle, "It's so late, let the other side say that I'm out and I won't be returning to the National Teacher's Mansion for a while, just wait a little bit I'll see her someday."

Murong Chenyi didn't think that Yan Jiuxuan was looking for the national teacher because he was looking for the destiny. That person would not believe in the destiny, but only believed in himself, so at this time, he could only look for the national teacher for one thing - the emperor's bestowal of marriage.

On the other side, Yan Jiuxuan received the answer of refusal, and felt very regretful in her heart. It seemed that she had to think of other ways. The matter of giving the marriage had to be postponed for a while this time.

Looking at the plaque on the National Teacher's Mansion in front of her, Yan Jiuxuan didn't even have the idea of ​​going in directly. This National Teacher is so mysterious in people's hearts here, there must be something amazing about it. If I rush in now, I'm afraid it will make the other party worry. Dissatisfied with life, the current self must avoid making enemies with others.

(End of this chapter)