Chapter 56 Mu Xianzhi paints again
"Mu Xianzhi, I won't argue with you anymore." The girl's voice was gentle.
If you keep arguing, the game will end.
"I don't want to argue with you. I just said those words in anger."
Please, lower your black value.
"How could I leave you? Don't be angry. I'm afraid you'll leave me. You have to stay by my side forever."
The black value has dropped.
Ling Qingyan was sure that Mu Xianzhi was angry about her words of leaving.
The impact is so great.
It dropped to 70 percent.
Ling Qingyan continued her efforts.
"I can't live without you."
As the sunlight poured down, the girl's hair shone with a golden halo. She held his hand and placed it on her chest, saying sweet words to the boy, as if every heartbeat was the best proof.
Sixty percent.
"I want to eat many, many meals with you, until our hair turns white, and we will become happier and happier."
Fifty percent.
"I know you're doing this for my own good. I listened to you and I won't put myself in danger again. I don't want you to hurt Mansheng because she's my best friend, and you're the one I love the most. She's important, and you're important too. If you kill her, I'll be in a difficult position."
"I'm afraid there will be conflicts between you and me, but I don't want any rift between us, so, Mu Xianzhi, you have to respect my ideas."
The girl's ethereal voice is like the clearest spring in the forest, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
"Because I love you so much."
Forty percent.
"Okay, Your Highness." Mu Xianzhi agreed, "I will respect you and will not let Your Highness down for your precious love."
Mu Xianzhi spoke solemnly, and Ling Qingyan felt safe.
Great, it was a false alarm.
She looked at Mu Xianzhi with a frown, "Were you trying to teach me how to paint, Master Mu?"
Mu Xianzhi smiled.
"Yes, Your Highness, you must study hard." He said with a smile, "Don't let the Grand Tutor's teachings go to waste."
Finally he was pulled back.
As he spoke, he guided her hand, dipped it in ink, and picked up the brush, his movements flowing like flowing water.
Being led by Mu Xianzhi, Ling Qingyan naturally felt a sense of pride that he was a great painter.
Ling Qingyan asked curiously, "Master Mu, what are we painting today?"
"concentrate."
Mu Xianzi didn't answer her.
She shut her mouth awkwardly.
Mu Xianzhi was extremely serious when painting, and except for staring at her for a few more seconds at the beginning, he was hardly distracted at all.
Ling Qingyan saw what he was drawing.
It is a bride's bridal chamber.
He first used a few strokes to outline the lights and decorations in the bridal chamber.
There was a bright red wedding character and a bright red quilt, and the red paint had worn off much more than the other parts.
Then he began to paint the bride.
The red veil covered his face, but it was unknown what technique Mu Xianzhi used. Even though his features were not outlined, Ling Qingyan could feel that the bride in the painting should be very beautiful.
Mu Xianzhi led her to continue painting.
Ling Qingyan vaguely felt that something was wrong.
"Mu Xianzhi! You you you you—" Ling Qingyan stared at the person behind her with her pupils wide open, but her hand was still being led by him, "You're a pervert!"
The bride has no clothes!
No, what kind of picture is this?! Is she allowed to see it?!
Or painted it with her own hands!
Ling Qingyan wanted to pull her hand back, but the person above her made a "tsk" sound and stroked her hand, as if to comfort her.
"Focus." Mu Xianzhi's tone was still somewhat doting.
But he still looked extremely serious as he painted his work.
Ling Qingyan stopped looking at the painting. She didn't know where to focus her eyes. She looked extremely unnatural, as if she was sitting on pins and needles.
I want to pull it out but I can’t.
She had indeed seen many foreign art paintings with naked bodies before.
But those are art, showing the beauty of the human body.
But Mu Xianzhi——
As for the male protagonist of Po Wen, she really found it hard to believe that he also painted for art.
But she kept brainwashing herself.
He is using you to create art, not some cheap little pornographic picture.
The more she didn't want to look, the more she couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Mu Xianzhi's painting skills are excellent, with bright colors and strong visual impact, which makes people's blood boil at the first sight.
The girl in the painting had a very good figure, with well-proportioned curves and a graceful figure. Ling Qingyan quickly looked over.
She felt something flash by, and driven by curiosity, she looked over again.
Then, my face suddenly became even hotter, as if it could boil an egg.
"Mu Xianzhi, are you sick?" The girl said in a coquettish voice, and it seemed as if blood could drip from her ears.
She just saw that the girl in the painting was wearing a jade bracelet on her wrist.
What is unacceptable is that it is exactly the same as her jade bracelet!
Just as he was questioning, a deep voice suddenly rang out from outside the door.
"Grandmaster Mu, the Eighth Prince fell behind in his studies yesterday, so he asked me to ask you some questions." Shen Chuo's voice was full of respect.
The girl was very nervous and tried to take the painting off the table.
Mu Xianzhi held her hand and said, "This is my painting. Your Highness cannot take it back for private collection. If Your Highness likes it, I will make another one for you later."
Mu Xianzhi did not lower his voice.
Outside the door, Chen Chuo asked doubtfully, "Is His Highness Tang Ning still here with the Grand Tutor?"
Chen Chuo said with great politeness and propriety, "Did I disturb His Highness and the Grand Tutor? I can come back another day."
Ling Qingyan nodded at him continuously like a chick pecking at rice.
Mu Xianzhi nodded soothingly, then stood up and admired his painting. He seemed very satisfied and slowly put the painting away.
"No need, come in." Mu Xianzhi said indifferently.
He slowly put the painting away in his hand.
Ling Qingyan's throat was raised.
As the door opened, she stood up and stood in front of Mu Xianzhi, trying hard to cover his movements.
Is Mu Xianzhi crazy?
Ling Qingyan felt that she really couldn't understand what was going on in his mind all day!
Shen Chuo pushed the door open and walked in.
The girl deliberately stood in front of Mu Xianzhi, as if she was covering something.
Mu Xianzhi was calmly collecting his paintings.
She's wearing clothes, so there's nothing wrong with seeing them.
He didn't know what the girl was blocking.
He had been listening from the other side of the wall since the girl made that passionate confession.
He heard every sweet love word the girl said, her voice was sweet, delicate and lustful, and his throat was dry and sour.
He was so jealous of Mu Xianzhi.
I wish I could replace it.
Then, he heard Mu Xianzhi seemed to be painting.
Then the girl exclaimed that he was a pervert.
Chen Chuo guessed that Mu Xianzhi had done something excessive. He wanted to rush in, but he was afraid that if he revealed the girl's secret, the girl would avoid him.
After all, the girl's voice was coquettish, and it didn't sound like a panicked scream because she had encountered some danger.
He spoke at her second rebuke.
Instead of going in directly, he asked very politely.
"Why is your highness's face so red? Are you sick?" Shen Chuo asked with concern.
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