The air was filled with a faint fragrance, which seemed to be coming from his body, and the ambiguous atmosphere was inadvertently ignited.
Feng Qianche looked at her long and curly eyelashes, lightly fanned her eyes, pursed her lips slightly, and nervously grasped her robe with both hands, and felt an inexplicable joy in her heart.
This joy suddenly gave him an answer in his heart.
I originally thought that with his temperament of only loving himself, no one would be attracted to him in this life.
Even the future Crown Princess and even the Queen exist for his power and interests.
But at this moment, he changed his original mind.
Ding—the favorability is increased by ten, and the task completion rate is 70%.
Just when he was about to lean over and kiss her, the dusty scroll behind him caught his eye.
I saw him squinting his eyes, and his heart trembled unconsciously.
Luo Qingchen, who had still closed her eyes tightly, instantly felt the person in front of her pass her by. She immediately opened her eyes, and the blush instantly spread to the base of her ears.
Assi!
At this moment, she wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into, because it was really embarrassing!
"Feng Qianche—" Luo Qingchen simply refused to do anything. She turned around and looked at him with an angry face and said, "My favorability level has been increased, but you actually..."
Before she finished speaking, her eyes were also attracted by the woman in the painting.
Although the painting was covered with dust, it could still be seen that the woman in the painting was extremely beautiful.
It seems that no gorgeous words can describe her beauty, that kind of breathtaking beauty.
Could it be that Feng Qianche fell in love with her
The next second, the doubt in her mind was immediately denied by herself. No one has been to this place for about ten or twenty years. If this woman had looked like this at that time, she would probably be in her early forties now. She should not be considered disdainful.
But why did Feng Qianche look so fascinated
"What's wrong?" She said cautiously, breaking the long silence in the room.
"Qingqing, help me bring the candle over."
Because he had made a decision in his heart, he would unconsciously change his name. He always felt that by calling her this way, she was his.
In this world, no one can take it away from you.
"Oh, okay." Luo Qingchen listened to his gentle voice and instantly transformed into a good baby. She picked up the candle on the table and walked towards him.
I saw Feng Qianche gently brushing away the dust on the scroll. When the candlelight illuminated her, her face looked even more alluring.
"Do you know her?" Looking at Feng Qianche's focused look, Luo Qingchen felt that she probably knew her.
What emanated from those deep, ink-like eyes was not the light of admiration, but the light of longing.
"She is my mother." Feng Qianche carefully took the scroll off the wall and said with a slight movement of his eyebrows: "That person should have painted the portrait of my mother."
"That person?" Luo Qingchen focused on the lower right corner of the scroll, signed: Buyi.
"Actually, the person my mother-in-law loves is not my father." Feng Qianche's slender fingertips ran across the scroll, half-squinting his eyes, and sighed softly: "Do you want to hear a story?"
"I want to hear it." She sat on the cleaned bed nearby, closed her eyes and said, "I guess it's probably a sad story!"
"Well, yes..." Feng Qianche walked up to her, looked at her eyes with a touch of tenderness, and said with a helpless smile: "It seems that they lived here to avoid their father at first, but unfortunately in the end Still found by the persistent father." (To be continued)