I, the first son, became a woman

Beside them, the servants who were watching also clapped their hands.

As if celebrating something, everyone smiled.

But among so many people.

As the parties involved, Xia Juan and Ye Ning could only look at each other, smiled awkwardly, and then lowered their heads.

Chapter 760 Broken Heart

Are you in love?

Anyway, the matter is settled, how they misunderstand it is their own business.

As for the old man's embellishment...

It's okay anyway.

Although this old man added a lot of things to superfluous things.

But on the whole, it is indeed superb and lifelike.

And it is said to be adding oil and vinegar.

But I have to admit...

I really did make such an action that made people mistakenly think that I wanted to get close to Ye Ning.

As for whether the person surnamed Ye secretly glanced at him like this.

Xia Juan thought about it, then shook his head, not wanting to think about it any longer.

In short, it's enough to draw like.

Waiting for tomorrow, I will tear this painting in half again, and tear up my own half of the painting.

Then give Ye Ning's half to the matchmaker alone, wouldn't it be done? !

snort!I really am a genius.

Having already thought about everything in his heart, he suddenly showed a strange smile and nodded.

When Xia Juan came back to his senses.

Only then did I realize that the painter had already walked to the easel and blew on the almost dry ink on it.

After a while, he stretched out his hand and took down the painting, which was at best the size of a palm.

Behind the painting, another painting that was exactly the same, as if it was a copy, was gently peeled off again.

It seems that the old man drew two pictures at once.

Or, at the same time as drawing a picture, another copy was made.

Touching his chin, Xia Juan heard the old man approaching.

"Master Ye, Miss Xia."

"I hope you husband and wife will keep this painting well."

The old painter gently held the painting in his hand.

With a slight smile, he handed the two paintings to the two people in front of him.

Xia Juan and Ye Ning hesitated.

Only then did one of them quickly take one of them and hold it in his hand.

"Master Ye, it's getting late, and it's almost time for me to go back."

"By the way, Ms. Xia, this painting is my wedding present to you two. I don't want any money."

"Two, I will bid farewell!"

Clenching his fists, he nodded to Ye Ning and Xia Juan.

The old painter then packed up his tools, led by Nannan and Zhaodi, and left the huge house.

"Old man, go slowly—"

The figure in front of him has disappeared unconsciously.

After the painter left completely, Ye Ning smiled slightly and lowered his head to look at the painting in his hand.

"Hmm... the painting is not bad, it seems that the work can be done tomorrow."

beside.

Holding the painting in his hand, Xia Juan also nodded contentedly, a stone in his heart finally fell.

Of course Ye Ning heard what Xia Juan said.

But the words are ambiguous and vague.

Plus what Xia Juan said to Ye Ning before.

So for a while, Ye Ning put away the portrait without thinking too much about it.

"What? What are you thinking?"

Put away the portrait.

Seeing that it was getting late, the two of them hadn't eaten yet.

Ye Ning is about to take Xia Juan out for dinner.

Unexpectedly, Xia Juan came back to his senses, waved his hand, bid farewell to Ye Ning, turned around and walked into the room alone.

For a while, only Ye Ning was left alone, and felt inexplicably standing there.

"hiss--"

"Did I do something wrong again?"

"It seems... not there?!"

Staring blankly at Xia Juan's back.

Ye Ning scratched the back of his head, and was really puzzled for a while.

woman……

What kind of creature is it? !

In fact, Xia Juan is naturally not angry with Ye Ning.

But now, she is worrying about Ye Ning's life-long affairs wholeheartedly.

Prepare to arrange a wife for Ye Ning.

So there is no time to take care of other things.

So farewell to Yeoning.

Xia Juan went back to the house where he used to live alone.

She prepared a pen and paper, and then began to write a brief introduction about Ye Ning's background and various aspects requested by the matchmaker.

"Name...Ye Ning..."

"Age...nineteen..."

"I live in Taiping Taixue City, the only son of the Ye family, the future heir of the Ye family..."

The pen and ink are thinning, and the candlelight is flickering.

Soon, a few lines of introduction about Ye Ning were clearly written by Xia Juan.

Of course, most of the above introduction is still extremely brief.

"Okay, now that the background of this life experience has been written, everything is ready!"

He couldn't help but clenched his fists and cheered himself up.

Xia Juan found an envelope and stuffed the paper with Ye Ning's background into it.

Just hand it over to the matchmaker tomorrow.

After those seven days, Xia Juan waited for Ye Ning to "transfer his love" and stop pestering him.

She had just sealed the envelope and was about to stand up.

"Oh, right."

But in an instant, Xia Juan seemed to remember something again, and sat down again.

She groped her chest for a while.

After a while, he finally found what he wanted to find.

The portrait of himself and Ye Ning unfolded unhurriedly along with the wind.

"I almost forgot to seal this guy's portrait."

Patting himself on the head, Xia Juan felt that he was really starting to forget.

With a wry smile, she just stretched out her hand to pinch the portrait, and was about to tear it apart.

above the portrait.

Because the fingers on both sides were torn in opposite directions, a small crack had also opened.

It's just that the crack keeps cracking.

But in a short moment, it suddenly stopped abruptly, and stopped.

Then it shattered into a faint pink and white, scattered in the air.

With a mouthful of saliva, he subconsciously fell down with the dry mouth.

Xia Juan's beautiful eyes scanned the two people on the portrait quietly.

Looking at the setting sun at dusk in the painting, it reflects the simplicity of the two people's movement and stillness.

With one breath, he suddenly raised it to his chest and held it tightly.

Xia Juan didn't know why he stopped suddenly.

Her careless and casual eyes fell on the somewhat broken portrait in a trance at this moment.

gradually solidified.

myself this is...

"Pfft..."

A light laugh broke the sudden stiffness.

Xia Juan shook his head, feeling a little ridiculous.

Isn't it just a painting?

Besides, isn't that what my purpose is.

There was a sneer, followed by a sigh.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

Blow out the candle.

Xia Juan was finally ready to leave the room with relief, and couldn't help but thumped his shoulder.

"Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed."

"Ye Ning, Ye Ning, you must not let me down!"

A smug smile flashed across his face, and he regained his vitality.

Xia Juan was beating his back while preparing to open the door.

But at this moment.

Outside the empty door just now, a figure suddenly appeared at some point.

Xia Juan's casual expression suddenly became tense, and he took a step back.

Then he came back to his senses and frowned.