Chapter 844: The Man Who Painted the Portrait

Xiao Gong knew Murong Shuo's plans, so naturally he would not stop him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info after all, she is the one who is uncomfortable. If she could, she would have liked to be less painful. Although, she doesn't have much time left. But in half a year, there is still less pain.

Before leaving, Murong Shuo still prepared all the food for Xiaogong in the morning and at noon. He tried not to let her do it herself. No one else can come in here, and even if she wants to find someone to serve her, she can't do it. What's more, Murong Shuo didn't worry about handing over Xiaogong to others to take care of. So, he left until noon.

After all, it will take him a long time to find his father. And even if you go back to find the classics, it will take a while. But fortunately, because Xiao Gong was pregnant, he was able to enter the Ming Hall. A lot of core and important information, most of which are placed there. He remembered where it was, and he was quick to find it.

Now that he can enter the Ming Hall, of course he will not be so rigid and must go through the back door. Instead, they went straight out of the wall as they did before. Anyway, the enchantment won't stop him anymore. After he entered, he went straight to the Ming Hall where the Divine Tree was located. I first went to visit the sacred tree that I hadn't seen for a long time, and then went directly to the study.

He had wanted to see the Divine Tree for a long time, and he had a lot to say to the Divine Tree. But for the sake of Xiaogong, he still went to Mingtang's study quickly. There, he stayed there since he was a child. He saw the portraits of the priests of all ages, and that was there. He also remembered now that the people in the portrait were dressed differently, but all of them were small gongs.

That portrait, in his eyes as a child, was a god-like being. At that time, I didn't see that I had ever been moved by her like this. But unexpectedly, he actually channeled the priest. This person who has respected him since he was a child. Now when it comes to the priest, Murong Shuo is still respectful. But for Xiaogong, he doesn't want to respect her.

She is his, her woman. She is a priest, but she is much behind. Because she didn't care about her identity before, she didn't show any difference in identity. He didn't even think about it. But now, through a door, Murong Shuo suddenly became a little timid.

He always felt that if he pushed this door open, he would see the priest. The face on the portrait will coincide with the one of the gong. This deeply reminded him that the little gong was the priest. Murong Shuo didn't think it would affect anything, but he was just a little timid.

However, it was only for a moment, and the thought that he had come to find a way to make Xiao Gong less painful immediately lost his timidity and pushed the door in. As soon as he entered the door, Murong Shuo really saw the portrait of the priest who was still in place. The person in the portrait is indeed a small gong. Even the eyes and the smiling look are exactly the same.

When Murong Shuo saw the priest, it was like seeing a small gong. He was full of respect for this portrait, but suddenly his heart beat strongly. Heartbeat, he knows and is sure, this is heartbeat. Unexpectedly, he would be attracted to the priest's heart. However, he didn't feel that he was too much at all.

Because, this time, he finally discovered a very important problem - the person who painted the portrait, the brushstrokes were not someone else's, but his brushstrokes. In other words, this portrait, these portraits, all of them are from him.

But obviously, he is just Murong Shuo. And as far as he knew, only one person could paint these portraits. And the priest would only smile so brightly at him alone. That man was the husband of the priest. It's just that there is no record of that person from the very beginning to the present.

It's as if all the news of the priest's husband has been deliberately erased. Since he was a child, Murong Shuo couldn't understand what the reason was. Obviously, they are all one family, so why should the matter of the priest's husband be omitted? Even if there is a record of the relevant deeds, the name never appears.

There is not even a name, so it is said that it is a portrait. And Murong Shuo's most understanding of him is the brushstrokes of this portrait. It's like the uniqueness of a person's handwriting. The brushstrokes of a person's drawing are also unique. Murong Shuo knew the brushstrokes of these portraits, but he had never found any difference between them and his.

But now, he actually discovered that the brushstrokes of these paintings actually belonged to him. Does this prove that these words are actually from him? It's just that it's not the current him, but the "him" of the past.

Xiao Gong said "life and life", and she is a priest, does that mean that they are really together for life and life. And he, is it her husband who didn't even leave a name? The more Murong Shuo thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was right. Although he still didn't mind why he didn't leave his name, he was also excited about his life with Xiaogong.

It seems that in this life, he will also find an opportunity to paint another portrait of Xiaogong.

This time he came here, maybe this was his biggest surprise discovery. After thinking about this, Murong Shuo was no longer timid. Anyway, these portraits have long been deeply embedded in his mind, and he doesn't need to spend time admiring them. Bypass these portraits and go for information. There is a special place for the priests.

Xiaogong is now forcibly impregnating, which is tantamount to going against the sky. But since it has been successful, maybe this is also God's idea, it is destined. So, there must be a way to make her feel better.

Murong Shuo has read most of the books here. But there are also books that he hasn't read. After reading the ones, he knew that there was no way to help Xiao Gong there. He could only look for books that he hadn't read, or even seen before. Those books didn't appear before, also because they didn't have time.

When the time comes, even the people of the Murong family, even Murong Shuo, he can't see clearly.

There are many books that appear this time, and Murong Shuo just reads them, and it also takes time. What's more, it takes more time for him to find what he needs to find. This search, time flies quickly. By the time he looked up from the pile of books without finding anything, it was already a long time past noon. Murong Shuo saw that he didn't find it here, and he was worried that Xiao Gong would be alone, so he planned to leave.

But unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the door of the study, he saw the national teacher waiting for him outside the door. In that case, it seems that I have been waiting for a while. I just haven't come in.