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Chapter 90

Words:1976Update:22/06/29 08:19:51

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Go out? Ye Li was a bit tempted. She seemed to have forgotten that there was another benefit after getting married. It was more convenient to go out than before.

"No problem." Ye Li nodded, agreeing with Mo Xiuyao's suggestion.

Mo Xiuyao was startled when he saw that she didn't hesitate at all. A faint smile appeared on his lips. "You said you wanted to draw a portrait for Ah Li yesterday. Ah Li, come over and take a look. What do you think of this?" Ye Li walked over in surprise. "You're done so quickly?"

There was an open painting on the table in front of Mo Xiuyao. In the painting, there was a woman dressed in red standing with a sword. Ye Li recognized at a glance that the dress and the accessories on her head were the ones she had worn on the day of her wedding. However, the red dress she was wearing was not the heavy and complicated wedding dress embroidered with a phoenix peony. Instead, it was a simple red dress with golden cloud embroidery. There was a golden belt around her waist. The peony between her eyebrows had been replaced by a bright red flame. The woman's hands were dancing. Her expression was bright and dignified, but there was also a trace of arrogance and sharpness.

"This is me?" Ye Li looked at the woman in the painting in a daze and softly said. The woman in the painting had a familiar face, but it also seemed a bit unfamiliar. However, that unfamiliar feeling seemed to be the one she was truly familiar with. For some reason, Ye Li felt that the woman in the painting was very beautiful. She was a hundred times more beautiful than her usual self in the mirror.

Mo Xiuyao smiled and said, "The Beauty Dance of the Past, One Sword Moves the Four Directions. Li has the style of Princess Qing Yun of the past. "

"I haven't … …" Ye Li shook her head. She had never wielded a sword in front of anyone before. More accurately, she did not know how to wield a sword at all. Ye Li was lost in thought as she looked at the Cloud Embracing Sword in the hand of the woman in the painting.

Mo Xiuyao faintly smiled and said, "I feel that this is the real Li Li."

Ye Li was silent. However, her eyes could not move away from the woman in the painting. Indeed, she had seen such an expression on another familiar face before. He came and went freely in the rain of bullets, and killed enemies with his bare hands in the rain of blood. That was a completely different life from now. Ever since she accepted reality, she had been trying her best to conform to the standards of women in this era. She also thought that she had gradually forgotten the woman who laughed wantonly in the mud and sweat. But … if she had really forgotten about it, if she had really accepted it, how could she have hidden her skills like this?

"That day, when Li held the Cloud Embracing Sword … I felt that Li Li was more beautiful than I've ever seen her." Mo Xiuyao seemed to sigh. The image of Ye Li unsheathing her Cloud Embracing Sword appeared in his mind. Although it was only for a short moment, it was completely different from any other woman's biting cold aura, and the free and unrestrained heroic spirit of brandishing her sword. In that instant, Mo Xiuyao thought he was looking at a famous general who had dominated the battlefield.

"You … Can you give me this painting?" Ye Li asked hesitantly.

Mo Xiuyao smiled and said, "This was originally meant for you." Ever since the topic of painting had been brought up yesterday, Mo Xiuyao knew that Li Li was just joking. But in his mind, from time to time, Ye Li's beautiful appearance on their wedding night, and the scene of her unsheathing her sword that day in the main hall of the Ye residence. So even though there were many things to do in the palace these past two days, he still worked through the night to finish this painting. "But, you haven't written it yet? What does Li think is appropriate? "

Ye Li shook her head. She hesitated and said, "No need. I don't need to take it out for others to admire. "She really liked this painting. If she wrote it, what would she do if it was ruined?

Mo Xiuyao raised an eyebrow and then nodded and said, "Alright, since you want to write it, you still need to sign it off." He picked up a brush from the brush holder on the table and ordered, "Help me grind the ink."

Ye Li was also curious about Mo Xiuyao's handwriting. Just from the painting, when Mo Xiuyao said that his painting was not worse than Han Mingyue's, he was not boasting. But how was his handwriting? Mo Xiuyao looked at her and smiled, "Li Li's calligraphy is unique. I might have to disappoint you." Ye Li smiled as she watched him dip the brush in the ink and leave a line of words on the side of the painting. "Prince Ding Xiuyao presents his wife Li Li." Mo Xiuyao's handwriting was tall and elegant. It looked imposing, but it did not make people feel that it was showing off. Ye Li was very satisfied. She carefully took the painting to the side to dry it and put it away. When she saw the words "presents his wife Li Li" on the painting, she suddenly had a strange feeling. She looked up at Mo Xiuyao and saw that he was looking at her. If she just looked away, wouldn't she seem guilty? Ye Li could only open her eyes wide and look back. Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly and was the first to look away.

The strange atmosphere made Ye Li want to leave, but the painting on the table made her reluctant to leave. And if she left like this, wouldn't it mean that she admitted defeat? She had just promised to spend more time with him. Her mind quickly turned. Ye Li quickly changed the topic, "Right, I wanted to discuss something with you. Can you change out of all the white clothes? " Seeing Mo Xiuyao raise his eyebrows in confusion, Ye Li asked, "Or do you just happen to like white clothes?"

Mo Xiuyao shook his head, "I don't have a preference for colors. I'm just used to it. But, why did you think of this? " Based on his understanding of Ye Li, she definitely wouldn't be interested in what color he wore.

Ye Li smiled and told him what happened in the courtyard. Mo Xiuyao looked at her speechlessly, "So you think that because I wear white, she won't wear anything but white?"

Ye Li nodded, "That's what I think."

"But I don't wear white clothes every day." Although his clothes were mostly plain, it didn't mean that he didn't have any other colors.

"But it's very obvious that every time you appear in front of her, you're probably coincidentally wearing white." Ye Li shrugged lazily.

"Haha … Li Li, are you jealous?" Mo Xiuyao stared at her for a long time and laughed softly.

Jealous?!

Ye Li's face couldn't help but darken. She shot up and said woodenly, "Apologies, my fu lacks vinegar!" Finishing, she didn't even look at the painting as she turned and walked out.

"Prince?"

A short while later, A Jing appeared at the door and looked at Mo Xiuyao. Sun mama was right. Prince didn't know how to interact with Wang Fei. Wang Fei was so angry that she ran away in a short while.

Mo Xiuyao gave a faint smile, "Later, send this painting to Wang Fei."

Qing Luan and the others followed behind Ye Li. Seeing their usually gentle young miss striding away with a black face, they couldn't help but look at each other. The pavilion in the center of the lake was too far from the shore. They couldn't hear what Prince and Wang Fei had said. Qing Xia asked uncertainly, "Did Prince bully Wang Fei?" Qing Shuang's face instantly darkened, "What? Prince bullied Miss? "

Qing Luan and Qing Yu helplessly pulled back Qing Shuang who was about to explode. Qing Luan's mouth couldn't help but twitch. She had seen Wang Fei's skills with her own eyes. She could easily knock out a strong man without even panting. Just based on the fact that Prince was in a wheelchair, could he bully Wang Fei? Qing Yu thought for a moment and said, "Let's ask A 'Jin later. He definitely knows. "Qing Shuang twisted her mouth," He stayed by the shore like us, what could he know? " Qing Xia agreed, "He's been with Prince since he was a child. He definitely knows how Prince made Wang Fei angry. Let's go, Wang Fei has gone far. "

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