Su Miao tidied up the table and then went out.
“Brother.” She smiled as she looked at Chen Changji.
Upon closer inspection, Shen Changji was dressed in a light blue robe, with a handsome and refined face, a tall and upright posture, and an air of asceticism amidst his majesty.
On the battlefield, he was heroic and fearless, wielding his sword to slay enemies.
Once he shed his armor, his every move exuded a cool and noble aura, like an unapproachable deity, aloof and imposing.
Not to mention Liu Jiaojiao's fondness, which unmarried noble lady in the capital wouldn't be moved by Shen Changji?
Su Miao couldn't help but take a few more glances.
He glanced at her silently.
"Tao'er, go and get some of the pastries I made for your brother to try," Su Miao instructed, glancing sideways at him.
"Yes," Tao'er replied and went to get it.
Shen Changji didn't say anything and walked straight into the house, with Su Miao obediently following behind.
As soon as he entered the room, Shen Changji asked, "Have you finished copying the Precepts for Women?"
"No, my hand hurts."
Su Miao didn't try to hide anything and just said it directly.
Upon hearing this, Shen Changji's face showed a hint of displeasure.
"When you went to see Liu Muxuan, why didn't you say you were in pain all over?"
"I wish I could, but unfortunately my brother doesn't care about me."
Su Miao's voice was casual, half coquettish and half annoyed, as she looked at him with watery eyes.
Shen Changji's eyes darkened. "It seems a hundred times isn't enough."
"Enough! It's just that I haven't seen my brother for the past few days, and I can't help but feel a little sad. So while I was copying, I unconsciously started drawing a portrait of my brother."
Look, my hands are all red from drawing!
Su Miao stretched her hand out to Shen Changji.
The hands were slightly red, but not seriously.
However, Shen Changji thought that Su Miao's way of thanking Liu Muxuan was by giving him a painting, which Liu Muxuan liked very much. Based on this, he couldn't help but become interested.
But on the surface, he still pretended to be aloof and indifferent.
"Let me see it."
"good."
As she spoke, Su Miao turned around, took the painting, and handed it to Shen Changji.
It would have been better if he hadn't looked; once he did, Shen Changji's face darkened beyond words.
"Is this the me you've been drawing for days?" he asked through gritted teeth, trying to suppress his anger.
Looking at the inhuman-looking figure on the Xuan paper, with a few drops of ink on its hair, Shen Changji wished he could burn the painting right now!
Su Miao, on the other hand, appeared to be very sincere.
"My brother is the most perfect person in my heart, so he was particularly difficult to draw. I really put a lot of effort into making him!"
"Is this how your aunts in the manor taught you to paint?"
He didn't believe Su Miao hadn't studied it.
From the moment she entered the Duke's mansion, Old Madam Shen arranged for an aunt to teach her music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Even though she was not a young lady born into the Duke's mansion, she could not lose the proper decorum.
Although he had received many portraits from noble ladies over the years, only... Su Miao! painted him in such an unsightly way!
Is this what she calls liking someone?
He was silent and exuded an aura of displeasure.
But he didn't know that although Old Madam Shen sent people over, it wasn't her who was learning to paint each time, but rather the two young ladies from the Duke's mansion.
Because the third wife hoped that her two daughters would be more outstanding, she would have her two daughters come to Su Miao's place every time her aunt came.
Nominally, it sounds nice that they would discuss things together, but in reality, those two young ladies completely monopolized Auntie's time.
Her aunt turned a blind eye, after all, she knew in her heart who the real master of the Duke's mansion was.
Su Miao didn't make a fuss. When she saw the two young ladies coming over, she was even more welcoming. She even pretended to be clueless and didn't try to take it from them.
Firstly, she felt it was unnecessary, because she had already learned this before infiltrating the Duke's mansion. Most importantly, she clearly understood what her purpose was.
Secondly, she could understand the third wife's situation.
After all, the third wife only has two daughters, so naturally she hopes that her daughters can marry well.
Su Miao was no exception; she also hoped that these two young ladies could find their ideal husbands. After all, if people don't deceive her, she won't deceive them.
These two young ladies are not bad people, but because of their mothers, they have some of the common problems that young ladies have. In fact, they did not do anything to her.
Gradually, they also discovered that Su Miao wasn't as bad as her mother had said.
Knowing when to advance and when to retreat, understanding their own status, remaining humble and composed, and being well-behaved, they managed to get along peacefully.
Of course, she wouldn't tell Shen Changji these things.
Su Miao raised her eyebrows slightly, took the words from Shen Changji's hand, and sat down in his lap.
"Brother, please don't be angry. It's all my fault for liking you too much. I like you so much that I can't even describe your most perfect appearance. I think about you so much that my hands can't keep up with the beautiful thoughts in my mind."
Su Miao softened her voice, her eyes filled with endless affection, and gently leaned into Shen Changji's arms, nuzzling his chin to please him.
"How about this? Brother, sit here, and I'll look at you while I paint a nice picture for you. After all, I haven't seen you for the past few days and I miss you terribly."
"I think the painting is just a pretense; he really wants to pester me."
Shen Changji saw through Su Miao's thoughts without hesitation.
Su Miao never expected this man to be so straightforward!
In a single sentence, his dull nature was immediately revealed.
She chuckled softly, her jade-like arm gently climbing up to Shen Changji, her eyes curving upwards, filled with affection.
"I heard about what happened today. We had agreed to discuss the marriage, but Sister Liu didn't come. I'm sure you're very upset, brother. It's okay, brother, you still have me. You'll always be in my heart."
As Su Miao spoke, she gently placed the man's large hand on her heart and smiled sweetly.
From a serene and quiet perspective, Su Miao, dressed in a thin dress, had her light purple undergarment partially revealed as she moved, her fair skin shimmering with light.
His gaze darkened, a strange heat rising within him, and he began to react.
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