For some reason, he just couldn't draw her eyes, and every time he picked up the pen, he couldn't start.
Long Xiaonan's eyes reflected the blank eyes in the painting, and his eyes became hollow, like a body without a soul.
He just smiled silly, silly.
He laughed at himself, and also at the trick of fate.
The relationship between him and her has never been from beginning to end, from the beginning, he was not even qualified to imprint her appearance on his heart, from the beginning, it was his one-man show, from the beginning, he was a joke.
The silent and closed imperial study room was suddenly broken by the sound of a door being pushed open.
Long Xiaoyu pushed open the door, behind him was the blue sky and bright sunshine.
Against the light, he walked straight in, bringing the light and temperature into the room.
Long Xiaonan raised his hand to block the sudden intruding light, and only then did he see the person coming. He was not surprised, the corners of his mouth faded, and his face tensed up: "What are you doing here again?"
"Come and get things." Long Xiaoyu walked to the dragon case, and picked up a brocade box that was placed beside the table.
The brocade box contains the Jade Seal of Chuanguo.
Taking it so blatantly, I am afraid that the only one in the world is Qi Wang.
Although he had expected what Long Xiaoyu was here for, Long Xiaonan was still surprised by his straight-forward behavior, and then understood.
This King Qi is so greedy, Long Xiaonan's heart was ashamed, and suddenly a trace of resentment arose: "Is this King Qi wanting beauty and the world?"
Long Xiaoyu looked at him, his eyes were like the deep sea, gloomy and cold: "Shouldn't it?"
Should…
Long Xiaonan was speechless, somewhat venting his anger.
At the beginning, the condition he asked Long Xiaoyu to sign the letter of divorce was the Jade Seal of Chuanguo, he was the only one who was stupid and naive, he gave away Jiangshan, and he still couldn't get any good.
what to do? I'm so unhappy.
Long Xiaonan's back was hunched and bent out of shape. He said: "You only have a jade seal, and you don't have the edict of my Zen position. Do you know how troublesome it will be to sit in my position in the future?"
Long Xiaoyu was noncommittal: "So?"
His eyes are like the stars in the desert, lonely and bright, which makes Long Xiaonan feel a little guilty in his heart, he hesitates to speak: "I can draw up a Zen edict, but I have a request..."
It was a request, and also his last stubbornness: "If you finish this painting, I will give you an imperial edict."
This Long Xiaonan, to say that he is indecisive is really flattering him.
Long Xiaoyu glanced at the picture scroll on the table, his eyes were dark, he didn't say a word, dipped the pen into the ink, didn't even move the position of the painting, and started to paint the eyes.
Long Xiaonan wanted to remind him, but when he saw that he wrote a few pens, which were brilliant, he didn't say anything, and he also picked up the pen and started to draw up the imperial edict.
When Long Xiaoyu finished his painting, Long Xiaonan just happened to finish drawing up the imperial edict.
The two closed their pens at the same time.
Long Xiaonan glanced at the woman on the scroll.
Long Xiaoyu blocked his gaze.
Anyway, the painting belonged to him, and he could see it anytime, Long Xiaonan didn't take it seriously, he opened the brocade box and took out the jade seal, stamped the seal on the end of the edict, and then handed out the jade seal and the edict.
This handed over the high throne, the entire Mingyue Jiangshan, he did not blink, and handed over Jiangshan very solemnly.
Similarly, the person who picked up the entire Mingyue Jiangshan didn't feel hot in the slightest, and he was so casual as if he was really holding something insignificant.
Long Xiaoyu took the imperial edict and jade seal with one hand, and rolled away the painting of beauties on the table with the other.
Long Xiaonan stretched out his hand to catch the scroll, but it fell to nothing.
He was stunned: "Prayer King, what do you mean?"
Long Xiaoyu turned around and left without looking back: "It suits you, I want all the beauties in the world."
"You!" Long Xiaonan became irritable.
He didn't believe Long Xiaoyu's nonsense.
It is clear that he was asked to leave the position of the name of the abdication in the imperial edict blank just now, it is clear that now the whole Mingyue country is controlled by him, Long Xiaoyu, and he can give it to whoever he wants.
"You don't want to give the throne to the sixth brother, do you?" The only person Long Xiaonan can think of is Long Xiaoze.
How could that little demon king who fears the chaos of the world be the ruler of the world? Long Xiaonan's expression was serious, and he almost blurted out: "Sixth brother is not suitable."
Long Xiaoyu, who had already walked out of the imperial study, replied to him like this: "They are all born from the same root, so you are not suitable."
It's obviously not the kind of ruthless material, but he has a soft ear and can listen to everything. It's no wonder that he was instigated by Mr. Li's old dog to do some thankless and stupid things.
Long Xiaonan whose face was slapped: "..."
It's so frustrating, and I really want to insult and insult people.
Excessive! Too much!
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But Mu Ziye said.
He came to the back mountain and successfully found the underground secret room leading to the palace according to the instructions of the former Long Xiaoyu.
As soon as he entered the secret room, he saw Li En and Mu Zhenguo.
Although Long Xiaonan imprisoned them here, he didn't treat them badly at all. This dark secret room was built like a warm little home, not to mention everything they need, but it also has a lot of food and clothing.
Mu Ziye stood stiffly on the spot, looking at the scene in front of her that was not unfamiliar, but seemed like a world away.
A room was lit with warm candles, and the candles were burning brightly. Li En was sitting with her knees side by side, embroidering, and Aunt Yue, who had been taking care of her for many years, was helping her. Mu Zhenguo was sitting upright, reading a book at a desk not far away.
The years are quiet and good, probably nothing more than that.
Martial arts practitioners are always very vigilant, and Mu Zhenguo spotted the "uninvited guest" who appeared suddenly at a glance.
This "uninvited guest" was wearing a butterfly mask, so he couldn't see the whole face, and he didn't know whether it was good or evil, but after all, this person appeared here out of an unusual way, and Mu Zhenguo was still vigilant.
He put down the book in his hand, immediately protected Li En behind him, looked at the "uninvited guest", and asked, "Who are you?"
Xu Shi got used to pretending for so many years, Mu Ziye looked at his parents whom he hadn't seen for many years, even though his heart was filled with waves, his face was still as calm as water: "Come to save you who left here."
Not yet ready to recognize his parents, Mu Ziye didn't want to say much: "Let's go, three of you."
Mu Zhenguo's vigilance was not relaxed, and he refused decisively and politely: "We appreciate your kindness, but we will never leave this place without the emperor's order, so please leave, Your Excellency."
Anticipating that they would not easily follow him, Mu Ziye was not in a hurry: "General Mu is not curious about who sent me here?"
Mu Zhenguo didn't make a sound, just cupped his hands and bowed in a full gesture of asking to leave.
The father bowed his hands to his son, Mu Ziye was afraid of losing his life, so he had no intention of stepping aside to avoid it.
To say that Mu Zhenguo is upright and awe-inspiring is better to say that he is an old-fashioned old man who is twisted and twisted, and he can't get along well with old-fashioned old-fashioned people. Mu Ziye said directly: "Ling Ai let me down."
(end of this chapter)