Lu Xingjian, clad in full armor, stood not far away, his face cold and silent.
Seeing that she was looking over, he took off his helmet and slowly walked to the edge of the couch to sit down.
Fine, glistening beads of sweat trickled down his temples.
Su Wanwan's heart skipped a beat for some reason.
Even though it's summer, you shouldn't break a sweat after just a few steps.
Was he in a hurry to get back?
Or perhaps it was the sweat from being trapped in the heat of the armor.
Wearing armor to the drill ground in this sweltering heat, aren't they afraid of getting heatstroke?
He really doesn't cherish himself at all.
The atmosphere inside the room was quiet.
There was also a hint of awkwardness.
Neither of them spoke.
After more than a month of cold war, how easy is it to break the ice?
After a long while, she finally picked up the painting beside her and went over to ask him:
"Your Majesty, what do you think of my painting?"
Both she and he were taught to paint by the same teacher, and their styles are somewhat similar.
Su Wanwan also painted two magpies.
It was different from the painting that Meng Yue had given him today.
The magpie, standing high up, looked down at the bird below that was constantly chirping with its mouth open.
The tender affection in her eyes was so moving.
The body was bent downwards, clearly indicating a desire for reconciliation.
Lu Xingjian looked aloof, glanced at her, and then looked away.
"Not very good."
Su Wanwan: "..."
have to.
She flirted with him even though he was blind.
"The Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager sent me to check on His Majesty's diet and daily life."
Lu Xingjian's tone grew even colder, and he threw his helmet onto the table.
"No need for the Empress to trouble herself. With Yanruo and Ma Ji taking care of me, I am perfectly fine."
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