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Zhen Xi returned to Guancheng Building, still thinking about Xie Ying's words over and over again.
She was both bewitched and coerced, and Xie Ying let her know that he is far more terrifying than the queen. Of course, this is actually her choice to follow her heart after considering the pros and cons... Zhen Xi knows how beautiful she is, and from what men see Know her reaction. She is a person with lofty aspirations, God endowed her with such beauty, it is impossible for her to be content with mediocrity.
However, Zhen Xi didn't understand what Xie Ying meant when she said that she would be a widow for the rest of her life
Could it be that he has a special favorite girl? I like it so much that I only want to guard one, and turn a blind eye to the other colorful ones.
Or... a heart-wrenching man like Shizi, who can't do human things? Zhen Xi was both regretful and a little sad in her heart, but more fortunate, which was indescribably complicated. But obviously, if she had to choose one of these two reasons, she would prefer that Xie Ying has a hidden disease.
Zhen Xi was thinking about something, and almost ran into someone at the corner of the upstairs, and when she saw the other person clearly, she hurriedly said: "I have no intention of offending Princess Xizhen."
Zhu Yi smiled nonchalantly, and said, "It's okay." It was also because she left in a hurry.
After Zhu Yi left, Zhen Xi turned her head and looked at her a few more times. When she first met Zhu Yi, she was actually very depressed. She has always been conceited, but suddenly seeing a woman who is better than herself, who is still a princess, one can imagine the feeling in her heart. But... when she was at home, the sisters in the family rejected her, but Princess Xizhen was very close to Princess Yong'an and Princess Rongyu.
While Zhu Yi accompanied Zhu Ning on the swing in the garden, she observed Zhu Chuo sitting at the stone table. Zhu Chuo had been depressed before, but when he came back after going out for a while, he looked out of his mind, occasionally sniggering, so stupid that he couldn't even watch... Even when Zhu Chuo looked at Song Qianqian, he no longer pretended to be arrogant.
Zhu Chuo finally found that Zhu Yi was looking at her: "Third brother, why are you looking at me like this?"
Zhu Yi sat beside her and said in a low voice: "When you left halfway, you must have gone to see Han Yunrong, right?"
Zhu Chuo blinked, the third child is really getting better and better. She said: "What are you talking about? I just went to the lake for a casual stroll." Zhu Chuo knew that Zhu Yi didn't like her seeing that man, so he dared not tell the truth, so he squeezed Zhu Yi's little hand reassuringly after speaking.
Zhu Yi frowned: "I'm just afraid that you will be deceived by other people's rhetoric again."
Zhu Chuo snorted amusedly: "With his mouth, he can't say sweet words to girls!" After speaking, he met Zhu Yi's eyes and closed his mouth resentfully.
Zhu Yi asked, "So, are you reconciled with him?"
Zhu Chuo thought for a while, and felt that he shouldn't hide it from his best friend, and said: "Well, he promised me to divorce." He also asked curiously: "My third son, I don't understand, how did you get married at that time?" Tell Xie Ying to let it go, anyway, I can't do it."
Seeing Zhu Chuo like this, Zhu Yi knew that no matter what she said, it was useless, so she could only sigh secretly.
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Every big party is tiring. After the dinner party, Zhu Yi returned to Yonglian Hall, washed up early and lay down, but couldn't fall asleep. She was worried about the time, Xie Ying hadn't seen her for three days.
Zhu Yi got out of bed again in a red dress, and went to draw at the desk. Looking back on Zhen Xi's dancing posture, she felt that there were actually a few places that were not so subtle, and could have been more natural. Zhu Yi began to sketch on the paper, and with a few strokes, it was a figure of a graceful dancing woman.
"The princess is painting herself?" A man's slightly surprised and smiling voice suddenly sounded in Zhu Yi's ear.
If such a great beauty is shown in the eyes of the world, I don't know how many talented scholars and celebrities will scramble to paint for her, and even paint themselves in the silent night of late autumn.
"Of course not." Zhu Yi blushed, and quickly explained: "I just drew a picture of Wen Xian dancing."
Seeing the smile on Xie Ying's face and saying nothing, obviously he didn't believe it at all, Zhu Yi couldn't help defending angrily: "Didn't you see that I didn't draw the face of this dancer at all? Why do you say that it was me? I didn't Not so narcissistic."
Xie Ying laughed outright, this was really trying to cover up, he thought for a while, and said: "Actually, even if the princess is narcissistic, I can understand it. After all, the princess is really good."
When he praised her so directly, Zhu Yi's ears felt hot, and he didn't know what to answer for a while, so he lowered his head.
Xie Ying looked at the lightly dancing woman in the painting again, and asked, "Does the princess like dancing very much?" Otherwise, she wouldn't have made such a painting.
Zhu Yi said: "Not really, just average."
As for why Zhu Yi no longer practiced dancing, Xie Ying could guess to a certain extent, it was nothing more than fear of being accused of not being dignified enough and seducing people with sex. I can't help feeling a little pity, but also feel reckless. You can tell from Zhu Yi's sword dance that she must be extremely talented in dancing, and with this graceful figure, she dances so movingly. Other men can't look at it, but he will have to look at it in the future. He said: "The princess can learn to dance if she wants to, as long as it is something you like to do, you can do it."
He said again: "I'll draw for the princess." Then he took the pen from Zhu Yi's hand, replaced Zhu Yi, and drew the woman she had just outlined.
"The princess's face must be drawn clearly." Xie Ying began to draw seriously.
Zhu Yi stared blankly at the picture, the brush in Xie Ying's hand seemed to have magical powers, and the facial features and expressions of the woman in the painting were almost alive. He didn't need to look at Zhu Yi temporarily, the curvature of his eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same.
She looked at Xie Ying again, and saw the man leaning on the edge of the table, slightly hooking his upper body, and the movement of holding a pen in a leisurely manner made her unable to take her eyes away, and suddenly heard him say again: "The posture is wrong, the princess's figure is not like this."
As soon as these words came out, Zhu Yi couldn't care less about admiring the man who painted the painting, so she quickly looked at the woman in his painting. The plump ups and downs, the wicker-like slender waist, and even the twisting arc of the body were all captured by Xie Ying's pen. Subtly changed, it is simply charming and charming, coupled with the face of the woman in the painting, Zhu Yi was dumbfounded for a moment.
She knew that this person would not be kind enough to help her draw any paintings, but he would simply tease her anytime and anywhere. "Xie Ying!" Zhu Yi would have yelled angrily if he hadn't been afraid of alarming the maids outside.
Even so, her voice was not too low. Xie Ying turned her head and pecked Zhu Yi's lips lightly, before she put down her pen and said, "Princess, please speak softly."
Zhu Yi was brought to sit by the bed by him. She gathered herself together, turned her dark eyes to Xie Ying, and said, "Why, my son thinks I haven't seen enough dances today, and you want to draw a picture when you come to my place?"
Xie Ying frowned, and remained silent for some unknown reason.
Zhu Yi continued to ask: "What do you think of the birthday dance today?"
Xie Ying stared at Zhu Yi's face, and smiled slowly: "There are so many birthday dances, which one is the princess talking about?"
Zhu Yi snorted softly: "Fake it, it's the most serious time you've ever seen it."
Xie Ying said in a low voice: "With such a distance, the princess can still know whether I am serious or not? Could it be that the princess has been looking at me all the time?"
Zhu Yi couldn't hear the teasing in his words, and said angrily: "Who looked at you? I didn't even want to look at it at all. It's because the ladies around talk a lot. One moment, this person said who the prince was looking at, and the other person said that the prince What are you doing again. I don’t even know if I want to.”
He is obviously hers, but only she knows it. The relationship between the two can only be sneaky, and they can't show it in front of others. Hearing other girls express their love for him openly and secretly, she can only listen to it. This kind of feeling makes her feel a little bored.
Xie Ying caressed Zhu Yi's slightly tense back, it seemed that she was really angry. He said, "Yiyi, give me some more time, okay?"