Just at this moment, Biyun walked in, holding a long gift box carefully in her hands.
She placed the box carefully in front of Yuan Zhao and said in a low voice,
"Your Highness, this was sent by the eldest son. He said it was personally delivered by the Princess of Northern Qiang. Please make sure it is delivered to you."
Yuan Zhao was slightly stunned, and his slender fingertips lightly rested on the lid of the box.
The wood texture of golden nanmu shines with a warm luster under the candlelight.
When she was looking through the gift list just now, she had already seen the many treasures sent by Bei Qiang.
Tianshan Snow Lotus, Jade Agate, Millennium Agarwood...
However, this gift box was not mentioned on the gift list, and was even specially delivered by Mu Sheng himself.
She frowned slightly and slowly opened the lid of the box.
Inside the box, there lies a scroll, brand new yet carefully preserved.
Seeing this, Gan Tang behind him couldn't help but take a step closer and asked in a low voice,
"Your Highness, is it a painting?"
Yuan Zhao did not answer, but reached out and picked up one end of the scroll. The texture touched by his fingertips was smooth, and it was the best Xuan paper.
She slowly unfolded it, and as the candlelight flickered, the scroll slowly unfolded, revealing a gentle and elegant painting.
In the painting, a dignified and elegant woman in palace dress sits quietly on a swing.
The courtyard is full of lush flowers and trees, and the breeze blows through the clothes, giving the whole picture a gentle and tranquil feeling.
In front of the woman stood a little girl, about four or five years old, who was bending over and picking a bright red rose with a smile.
Her black hair fluttered, her skirt swayed, her smile was as beautiful as a flower, and she looked lifelike.
Gan Tang was slightly surprised when he saw the girl in the center of the painting.
"This... is His Highness and Miss Zhizhi?"
But it doesn’t look like…
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