"you…!"

Cen Xi never imagined that he would do something like this.

Embarrassed and annoyed, she raised her pen and poked Shen Jinchen's face, then laughed triumphantly:

"That way we'll be the same."

"Don't move, let me draw your eyebrows again."

While Cen Xi wasn't paying attention, Shen Jinchen wielded his brush like a flying dragon, and in an instant, he drew another stroke on her eyebrows.

After finishing the drawing, Shen Jinchen's shoulders trembled, and the entire room was filled with his unrestrained laughter.

"What have I become? Shen Jinchen!"

The dampness above her eyebrows made it hard for Cen Xi to imagine what her face looked like now.

She searched the whole house for a mirror, but the village chief's house was too simple; there was no way they would have a mirror.

"Don't bother looking anymore, she's really good-looking, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a small black mole in the middle. She looks just like Zhong Kui from heaven, incredibly beautiful."

Shen Jinchen laughed for a long time and didn't hold back his praise.

"Hmph! You're beautiful, aren't you? How can I be beautiful on my own? We're a couple, after all!"

Cen Xi couldn't find a mirror. Seeing Shen Jinchen smiling so smugly again, she gave him a strange look, then picked up a paintbrush and drew several circles on his face when he wasn't looking.

The colorful paint smeared on Shen Jinchen's face, making it look like a big flower cake.

Cen Xi immediately burst into laughter, bending over backwards.

"Take revenge on me? Watch how I paint you a giant turtle."

Shen Jinchen touched his face, his playful mood returning, and picked up his brush, wanting to draw on Cen Xi's face again.

Cen Xi was well-prepared this time and wisely escaped the clutches of evil.

In an instant, the room was filled with their laughter and cheerful chatter.

They acted like mentally challenged children, retaliating against each other. In the end, all the paintings and couplets that had been completed were ruined, and not a single one was usable.

In the end, neither of them had any intact parts, making it even more chaotic than Cen Xi's birthday celebration when she was in college.

Finally, the two were panting heavily and had to ask Shen Jinchen's men to boil water for them to bathe.

After washing away the filth, Cen Xi looked at the stained painting on the rice paper and felt a pang of heartache.

"These portraits are all ruined. All my effort this morning was wasted."

"Instead of worrying about the painting, worry about me. If it's ruined, just paint it again. With my divine looks, even a beggar on the street could copy me. Trust me, my wife, you won't let me down."

After dressing, Shen Jinchen hugged the woman, whose eyes were filled with heartache, and lightly kissed her lips. His gentle tone was incredibly irritating.

"You... you're always so irreverent. Suddenly I feel like the New Year isn't so fun anymore, I want to go back to the capital. How about we leave tomorrow?"

Cen Xi glared at Chen Jinchen reproachfully, then looked at the mess of papers in the room and suddenly didn't want to stay in Lijia Village anymore. She was eager to go home.

"So... you're not going to draw or write anymore?"

Shen Jinchen was left speechless, both amused and exasperated by her inexplicable mood.

"Hmm! I suddenly feel like staying here is boring, maybe we should leave now!"

Cen Xi's emotions came on very quickly; if she said she didn't want to stay, she immediately didn't want to stay anymore.

"No, you promised me yesterday that if you were to leave, you would at least give me what I wanted."

Shen Jinchen refused without hesitation. He had been looking forward to his portrait for a long time and couldn't let her fool him like this again.

"That's all? It's absolutely top-notch, aren't you satisfied?"

Cen Xi picked up the stained and ruined paintings and handed them to Shen Jinchen.

"That's all? Are you just giving me a perfunctory answer again?"

Shen Jinchen looked at the scraps of paper in his hand and asked with amusement, "This woman said last night that she wouldn't be perfunctory with him anymore, so why hasn't she learned her lesson?"

"Otherwise what? This princess spent the whole morning meticulously copying your essence, and you easily ruined my work. Now you're asking me for it back?"

Cen Xi felt a little itchy as she recalled how she had acted like a dog earlier.

"Draw it again, and this time I'll make sure to keep it safe, okay?"

Shen Jinchen seemed oblivious to the emotions on Cen Xi's face. He pulled her close, then embraced her, burying his head in the crook of her neck and seducing her with the gentlest voice.

"Draw it, draw it right now, you...you get out of my way!"

Cen Xi couldn't resist the urge, so she quickly crawled out of Shen Jinchen's arms, then seriously went to the table, picked up a brush and Xuan paper, and began to draw.

These past few days have been absurd enough; let's not be absurd any more.

The emptiness in his arms startled Shen Jinchen, and an uncontrollable emotion welled up in his dark eyes.

Watching the other person pick up a brush and paint with such seriousness, Shen Jinchen recalled the scene of the crabapple blossoms last year, when they were entwined in the water at Feifeng Mountain, and the paintings they created.

The paintings were also very lifelike; the intertwined figures of the two were extremely beautiful, so beautiful that they were unforgettable and one would never want to leave that place.

In a flash, an idea suddenly came to him: he wanted to take Cen Xi back to that place to reminisce.

Let her bloom for herself once more, or even many more times, in that exquisitely beautiful place.

"Let's not spend the New Year here. Let's go to Feifeng Mountain. We can ride at full speed and arrive by New Year's Eve. That's your home. How about we spend the New Year at your house? The crabapple trees you planted back then should still be blooming. Let's go and take a look."

Shen Jinchen walked behind Cen Xi and looked at his own image vividly depicted on the paper. His restless heart became even more agitated.

Cen Xi: "..."

Cen Xi paused, her pen still in her hand; another perfectly good painting was ruined.

"Don't you want to go?"

Seeing Cen Xi's unfriendly gaze, Shen Jinchen chuckled and patted her head.

"Your goal isn't to make me draw that kind of thing again, is it?"

Mentioning the crabapple blossoms, Cen Xi keenly recalled the absurd things they had done there before.

That place really is a great spot for couples to go on dates, with hot springs, pavilions, and crabapple blossoms covering the mountains.

In such a place, intimate moments will trigger the release of a lot of dopamine.

I'm afraid Shen Jinchen had ulterior motives when he built that place.

"Of course I also want to have children with you."

Looking at Cen Xi's flushed face and hearing her seductive tone, Shen Jinchen couldn't resist anymore. He even had an urge to merge himself into Cen Xi's body and never leave.

"Do you still want to draw it?"

Holding him like that, it was really hard for Cen Xi to ignore his abnormality, and...

And it seemed as if she had been seduced by him again.

“Let’s stop painting here. The conditions aren’t good. The brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones there are all top-quality ones that I’ve prepared. Let’s go there and stay for a while before returning to the capital.”

Shen Jinchen's self-control was already as thin as a cicada's wing, and moreover, he had just been thinking about things he shouldn't have, and his hand uncontrollably touched Cen Xi's belt.

"What about Eunuch Qin and the others? Will they come with us too?"

Cen Xi knew that Shen Jinchen had easily untied her clothes and that she had been pinned to the table. But she just couldn't bring herself to scold Shen Jinchen.

Because she shamefully enjoyed him doing this to her.