Faced with Xianmo's sudden request, Fengguang paused for a second, "You...you're going to draw me?"
“Hmm…” he said seriously, “I can draw the scenery based on the description of the scenery.”
Such a high-level operation... Isn't this something only criminal investigators would do?
Feng Guang wasn't sure why he had this idea, but she wouldn't refuse his request. "Okay, let's give it a try."
Xianmo brought out paper, ink, brush, and inkstone. Every time he picked up his brush, he would ask about the scenery and then put down his brush again. However, he was often unable to give an accurate description, so he would take out a new piece of paper and draw it again until it looked like the real thing.
He drew the eyes no less than twenty times, wasting more than twenty sheets of paper in the process.
Xianmo seemed to have no intention of sleeping at all, because he had been painting all night long. Finally, as dawn was about to break, she looked at the portrait on the paper, which was obviously many times more beautiful than herself, and remained silent for a while. It seemed that without realizing it... she had made herself too beautiful.
"Okay, no need to change it, this is me." She spoke shamelessly, feeling no embarrassment whatsoever. Firstly, she was confident that he couldn't see her, and secondly, who doesn't Photoshop their photos before posting them these days?
This... I guess it counts as photoshopped, right?
She thought to herself, if she hadn't seen that he had been drawing all night without stopping and was worried that his body couldn't take it, she wouldn't have been so shameless.
"Is this what glory looks like?" Xianmo looked at the still-wet ink on the portrait, her eyes slightly curved, and a sense of satisfaction lingered in her serene smile.
Feng Guang's gaze was unfocused, thankfully he couldn't see it. "Yes, this is me."
"I will cherish it."
She felt even more guilty.
Xianmo stood up, opened the door, and said, "Lu Youde."
Lu Youde, who was not far away and always ready to be ordered around, hurriedly ran over. "This servant is here. What are your orders, Your Highness?"
"Clean up the room next to mine."
"This...Does the First Prince want to change rooms?"
"You don't need to worry about that. Just remember, that room needs to be cleaned every day."
"Yes, this servant will take care of it right away." Xianmo always kept his word, and Lu Youde had not forgotten his status. He dared not ask any more questions and summoned two or three palace maids to clean up the empty room.
Feng Guang asked, "Why did you suddenly ask them to clean the room?"
"Scenic views".
"Um?"
Xianmo pressed his fist to his lips, coughed slightly, and said, "Men and women should be different. I don't think we should be in the same room anymore."
“You’re right…” Feng Guang wanted to bite her handkerchief. She looked at her child who had grown up. The child who used to say that he would feel uneasy if he couldn’t hear her voice had grown up now.
Her feelings were complicated, much like the feeling of raising a son only to have him move out to get married.
But he is not his own son.
So why is she being so sentimental?
Feng Guang regained her composure and said, "Actually, you didn't need to arrange a room for me. I don't need to sleep, and no one can see me. This arrangement makes people think it's strange."
“It’s alright.” He lowered his eyes and said softly, “I will find a way to give the scenery a physical form. That room is not superfluous.”
At least she said that after a man and a woman get married, they sleep in the same room, but before they get married, they should sleep in separate rooms.
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