Chapter 83 Dark Thoughts
These paintings include her recent attire in palace skirts and her previous attire in Prince Su's Mansion.
Surprisingly, there are also photos of her before she came of age, with her hair in braids and a bun.
But this is not surprising, because she went to the Prince Su's Mansion to plant flowers before she reached the age of 15. Your Majesty has seen her, so he can paint her.
But...but why is she still wearing a child's bun and holding a candied haws?
The painting paper has turned yellow, obviously it has been painted for a long time.
"Your Majesty, have you ever seen me at this age before? At that time, I was only seven years old, right?" Jiang Yingli was very confused.
Xiao Chenglan stood behind Jiang Yingli, his eyes moving from her back to the painting.
"No, I drew it from my imagination."
Xiao Chenglan denied it.
Jiang Yingli frowned, but she remembered very clearly that she really had this dress.
But Your Majesty has no reason to deny it.
Jiang Yingli was puzzled.
However, when she thought about the time when she was seven years old and His Majesty was eleven years old, and they were still in the palace, and they never met each other, she felt relieved.
Perhaps, many children wore the same clothes when they were young. Your Majesty has seen this kind of clothes and drew her as a child based on his imagination.
Jiang Yingli saw another picture of her with two buns and pigtails, holding a flower basket, raising her hands to shield herself from the sun, and smiling happily.
This outfit!
This was how she dressed when she first entered Prince Su's Mansion to plant flowers.
She remembered it very clearly because her mother dressed her up that day, which was rare for her. The two small butterfly hairpins on her head were put on her by her mother.
His Majesty actually still remembers their first meeting at Prince Su’s Mansion!
Jiang Yingli was very happy.
She remembered that she had just finished planting flowers and was strolling leisurely with a basket of flowers. When she looked up, she saw a young man in a white shirt sitting in the pavilion.
Perhaps her movements were too abrupt in the quiet palace, and when she looked at him, the young man also looked back at her.
That was the first time she was stunned by someone's appearance.
However, at that time she thought Prince Su was a very old-fashioned and majestic old man, so when she saw His Majesty in a white brocade robe, she thought he was a guest.
Jiang Yingli couldn't help but laugh.
She continued to look to the right, and the following paintings were mostly set in Prince Su's mansion. She was standing under the eaves to avoid the rain, playing with Qiuxia, and feeding wild cats outside the mansion...
Jiang Yingli can recall every scene.
At that time, the Prince Su's Mansion was a super fun place for her. The Prince Su had a maid named Qiuxia, who always loved to drag her to eat all kinds of cakes together...
However, Jiang Yingli suddenly realized something and her thoughts froze.
However, when these things happened, Your Majesty was clearly not present.
Why can Your Majesty draw it?
Could it be that His Majesty was not absent at that time, but was somewhere unknown to her, quietly watching her every move?
Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Yingli's heart suddenly started beating wildly.
Deep down in her heart, she harbored expectations that she wasn't even aware of.
Why? We had only met a few times before, why was Your Majesty like this...
What kind of feelings did His Majesty have towards her when he looked at her at that time?
The breeze blew up the hanging paintings, and the sound of paper rubbing against each other echoed in the hall.
A few steps away from Jiang Yingli was the door leading to the inner hall, with layers of pearl curtains blocking out the view inside.
Jiang Yingli looked at the bead curtain, and her curiosity grew.
There are these paintings hanging in the outer hall, so what is there in the inner hall?
The flickering candlelight behind the curtain attracted Jiang Yingli to come closer step by step.
When she reached out her hand towards the bead curtain, Xiao Chenglan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly grabbed her wrist.
Jiang Yingli raised her eyes and looked at the person beside her.
His eyes were darker and deeper than she had ever seen before, and it actually made her a little uneasy.
"There are so many paintings in the outer hall, just look at them and there's no need to go inside." Xiao Chenglan's voice sounded a little strange.
But the more he did this, the stronger Jiang Yingli's curiosity became.
Her eyes were full of anticipation as she stared straight at Xiao Chenglan.
The beaded curtain beside her reflected tiny rays of light under the candlelight, making her eyes sparkle.
She reached out and took his sleeve, shaking it gently, and said coquettishly: "Your Majesty, please let me see. I just want to take a look."
Xiao Chenglan looked at her, sighed helplessly, and released his hand that was holding her.
Jiang Yingli smiled, and couldn't wait to lift the bead curtain and enter the inner hall.
In the shadow of the candlelight, Xiao Chenglan lowered his eyes into a line, and his whole body was shrouded in a deep gloom.
The most shameful secret in this hall should not be known to anyone.
Not even Jiang Yingli can do it.
However, he couldn't refuse Jiang Yingli.
However, it's good to see it. After seeing it, she should know that there is no need to be sad because of others.
Jiang Yingli stood in the inner hall. The neatly arranged scrolls in front of her were not as many as those in the outer hall, but she was even more shocked than before.
Each painting is vivid and colorful.
Moreover, it is obvious from the meticulous brushwork of these paintings that they were all painted by His Majesty himself.
The person in the painting is still her.
But why does she look so strange?
The most eye-catching painting is similar to the one when His Majesty first met her in the outer hall. She has her hair in a bun, and it is obvious that she is not yet of age.
However, in the painting before me, the person in the painting had his shirt half-undressed, his hair disheveled, and was staring at the person outside the painting with a pair of clear eyes, with a tearful expression, as if... as if he was praying for something.
Jiang Yingli couldn't help but take a step back, and her snow-white face instantly turned red with embarrassment.
At that time, she never showed such an expression to His Majesty...
Did Your Majesty draw all of this based on your own imagination?
Jiang Yingli's eyes trembled, and she looked up at the paintings hanging in the inner hall one by one.
The style of these scrolls becomes bolder as time goes on.
Gradually, there was not only her in the painting, but also a hand that stroked her hair and eyebrows, and she would rub her face in the palm of that hand and smile.
Later, it was not just a hand, but a whole embrace.
Later on, judging from her attire, she had obviously entered the mansion.
The people in the painting have since become two...
The straightforward desire that came to her face made Jiang Yingli take a deep breath.
It turns out that His Majesty had developed romantic feelings for her so early on.
It turned out that His Majesty's decision to take her into the palace was not a spur-of-the-moment decision, but one he had long considered and had been quietly waiting for her to reach the age of 15.
He coveted her, watched her, and wanted to possess her.
He was just like her, longing for him and infatuated with him.
The ripples in Jiang Yingli's heart grew bigger and more intense.
The unspeakable desire to be possessed that was buried deep in her soul was greatly satisfied, and she suddenly felt a little dizzy.
The waist and legs are weak.
The shuddering feeling that made her scalp tingle made Jiang Yingli almost unable to tell whether she was afraid or happy.
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