Chapter 12 Peach Blossom Eyes: How do I compare to him?
Zhu Qing sighed, patted Feng Huaihe on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "How else could I know? The painting you hung in the side room was too obvious."
"A painting?" Feng Huaihe frowned, recalling how, after Zhu Qing left during the day, he looked at the empty space that used to be planted with forsythia and thought of Zhu Qing from his previous life.
He picked up his brush and repainted the painting from his previous life, depicting Zhu Qing standing under the forsythia.
But now that things have started over, everything about Zhu Qing is different. Feng Huaihe, afraid of being recognized, deliberately didn't paint her face.
One reason for this is that seeing that face in the painting reminds him of the shameful times he had masturbated in front of the portrait in his past life.
It was so sordid. Looking back now, he couldn't accept that he had lived his whole life in a fantasy of loving Zhu Qing.
Zhu Qing was right in front of her, but she was very different from her past life. She raised her eyebrows, smiled knowingly, and asked slyly, "You like the person in the painting, right? We're such good buddies, tell me, who is she? Is she from the Shogunate?"
Feng Huaihe looked at her with sharp eyes.
If she was faking it, then that's incredibly skillful.
If she wasn't faking it, then what was wrong? Feng Huaihe's thoughts were stuck in a dead end. The only problem was that in his previous life, he didn't understand Zhu Qing at all when she was sixteen.
Although Zhu Qing was studying, she studied outside the main hall and never got close to him.
He knew nothing of her habits or her actions.
It was only later, when Zhu Qing said he wanted to study at the Secretariat because it was difficult to see him and he had many questions that were hard to answer, that Feng Huaihe agreed.
After Zhu Qing entered the Secretariat, Feng Huaihe secretly kept an eye on her and gradually came to understand her.
Feng Huaihe composed himself and said sternly, "You should solve the immediate problem first. Why ask so many questions?"
Zhu Qing said, "I'm trying to resolve this. You like that person, but you're asking me to handle your affairs. That's weird, isn't it? Have you forgotten that we're buddies? If you ask me, cooking a bowl of soup and planting a flower is nothing. I can agree to it, after all, it's a pretty ordinary thing."
It's something that ordinary sisters and brothers can do, but Zhu Qing clearly distinguishes between them, and the act of tying up one's hair is a very intimate thing.
Not to mention the ancient saying that one should be married after tying one's hair together.
Zhu Qing said, "I won't allow it; I don't agree to that. If you agree, then I will."
Feng Huaihe gazed at the fire in the stove, his brows furrowed in thought.
He wasn't sure where things went wrong, but the only thing he was sure of was that, regardless of whether Zhu Qing came back or not, pushing her too hard wouldn't be good for him.
After thinking about this, Feng Huaihe slowly said, "I agree."
He agreed without a doubt. Zhu Qing coughed twice, leaned forward and whispered to Feng Huaihe, "Based on my experience, if you like someone, you should tell them quickly, or you'll regret it."
"Oh, experience?" Feng Huaihe raised an eyebrow and looked over, asking meaningfully, "You're very experienced in this matter? Have you ever liked someone?"
Zhu Qing looked up at the sky, deep in thought. In her past life, she was busy running around trying to get student loans and had no time for romance, making her a perpetual single.
As for who I've ever liked, it seems not. During my school days, there was a boy in the neighborhood who was good at basketball and also had excellent grades. I was always drawn to him. I used to think that was love, but I realized later that it was admiration for someone strong.
Zhu Qingzhen has never liked anyone, but she confidently said, "You don't understand, do you? Although I've never liked anyone, there's a saying that goes, 'Those involved are often blinded.' I'm an observer, and I have a lot of experience!"
"I know you're very experienced. Go back to your room and rest. From now on, you can stay in that room for now. I'll make arrangements for your third brother and Hua Ning."
When Feng Huaihe heard her say that she had never liked anyone, he smiled slightly. His eyes, which seemed to be telling thousands of tragic stories, suddenly blossomed, warm and gentle, unlike his usual aloof and indifferent demeanor.
Zhu Qing was stunned, and her heart started beating faster for no apparent reason.
Zhu Qing exclaimed in surprise, "Dude, I never knew you were so charming when you smiled!"
After taking the medicine, her mind became more active. Seeing the incredibly handsome man, she couldn't help but feel her heart pounding. At that moment, Zhu Qing suddenly understood the behavior of those infatuated girls.
Zhu Qing added, "And your eyes are so beautiful, and your smile is so warm and... well, what's that saying again? A bright sadness! People with this kind of temperament are beautiful regardless of gender, okay? Listen to me, go tell that girl you like her, she'll definitely be confused!"
'Your eyes are beautiful…'
Hearing this, Feng Huaihe couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth. "Really?" He turned to face Zhu Qing. "Then take a good look."
He suddenly leaned forward, stopping just before his nose touched Zhu Qing's forehead, and smiled at her with his beautiful peach blossom eyes.
A faint scent of ink wafted onto her face as he approached. Zhu Qing stood there dumbfounded, staring into his eyes. In that instant, something struck her heart, and her heart pounded wildly.
After watching for a while, Zhu Qingcheng said honestly, "It's really, really good."
Feng Huaihe pulled a small sketchbook from his sleeve and unfolded it in front of Zhu Qing: "How does it compare to this person?"
How does it compare to Zhang Yin?
Zhu Qing was completely captivated by Feng Huaihe's male beauty. She obediently looked at the small portrait, and when she saw the man in it, her pupils contracted slightly.
Even the house looks so good!
Why didn't anyone tell her that the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period was full of handsome men!
Although both are handsome scholars, the man in the portrait has a more open and cheerful look, unlike Feng Huaihe who hides his sharpness. His smile is also more pure, unlike Feng Huaihe who is gloomy and aloof.
Most importantly, this man's eyes were captivating, alluring, and subtly seductive. Although they weren't peach blossom eyes, they were even more alluring than Feng Huaihe's.
Zhu Qing, who had never seen such a scene before, blushed and said, "He's quite handsome too."
"If it looks good, then it looks good. Why are you blushing?" Feng Huaihe's gaze turned cold, and his eyes, which had been smiling with a crescent shape, returned to their usual indifference.
He shoved the small statue back in with a loud thud, his movements as forceful as if he were the murderer of his father. Zhu Qing was startled, and Bao Bao at his feet also jumped, meowing and hissing at Feng Huaihe.
Feng Huaihe acted as if nothing had happened, stepped back, and coldly asked again, "What's so good-looking about him? Is he better looking than me? Why are you blushing?"
Why am I blushing...? I can't exactly say she's very attractive, can I?
And judging from Feng Huaihe's reaction... Zhu Qing suddenly realized and exclaimed in surprise, "He wouldn't happen to be your love rival, would he? No wonder you didn't even dare to draw that girl's face."
Zhu Qing could understand secretly keeping a portrait of her crush, but what's with carrying around a portrait of her love rival?
You should take it out and look at it every day, grit your teeth and look at it with hatred and anger, just waiting for the day you get killed.
Zhu Qing saw the murderous intent hidden in Feng Huaihe's eyes; it wasn't impossible.
As expected, a cunning strategist is not to be trifled with. Zhu Qing dared not comment on who was prettier. She lifted her skirt, stood up, and coughed, saying, "Well, I'm going to sleep now. I'll leave my third brother to you."
Feng Huaihe gave her a cold, sidelong glance and said nothing, but Zhu Qing felt that he must have been cursing very filthyly without saying a word.
Zhu Qing quickly ran back to her room, with Bao Bao following closely behind her.
Back in her room, Zhu Qing lay on the soft bed, secretly marveling at the difference in treatment for those with connections—it was so much more comfortable than the hard bed in the main room.
Because she was feeling so comfortable, Zhu Qing was about to review how to resolve Tian Lingzi's situation when she suddenly fell into a deep sleep, as if her mind had been drugged.
Bao Bao followed her and slept on the soft blanket next to her bed.
In the middle of the night, Bao Bao suddenly started meowing loudly, as if its territory had been invaded.
Zhu Qing tried to open her eyes, but she was too sleepy to open them. Finally, she heard Bao Bao let out a weak meow, as if someone had grabbed the back of her neck, and then she fell silent.
Zhu Qing turned over and continued to sleep soundly.
In her sleep, it seemed as if a cold hand touched her face.
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