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After a meal, the three of them chatted for a while, Liyue thought that she was going to leave Muwang's Mansion in a few days, and suddenly she seemed to think of something, "Xiao Xuan, you go to work, otherwise the old man will clean you up!"

"Say me, don't you do the same!"

"Alright, I still have something to discuss with your father, I'll go in a while!

"Okay then!" Xiao Xuan understood, and gave them many opportunities, maybe Mommy would stay. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After Mu Yixuan left, Mu Yang looked at Liyue with a thief smile on his face, "Say, what's the matter?"

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I'm not going to leave the house in a few days, I want a portrait of Xiao Xuan! Can you help me draw it?"

"Go to the study!"

"Oh yes, long live Muyang!" Seeing that Muyang agreed, he followed behind Muyang from the moon.

In the study, Muyang painted, and Liyue was responsible for grinding ink. Liyue looked at Muyang fixedly, and sure enough, the serious man was very handsome!

"Why, I'm so fascinated by it, do you want this king to give you a self-portrait too!" Mu Yang just said casually.

"Is that okay? Would you like to give it?"

"Why not!"

"Great! I can keep it as a souvenir!"

Mu Yang seemed to hear the meaning of Liyue's words, his heart tightened, his hand paused, and a little ink dripped in the center of the painting!

"Ah, what should I do, it's almost finished!"

"I'll redraw it!" Looking at Liyue with a look of regret, silly Yue'er, I'm a real person here, you don't want it, just want a portrait?

"Master, Gonggong Ye asks to see the princess!"

"Grandpa Ye, who is here, why do you want to see me?"

"Ouchi Chief!"

"Oooh!"

"Let him in!"

"Lord Mu, Princess Mu! The old slave is polite!"

"Father-in-law doesn't have to be polite, he has something to say!"

"That's the case, the emperor asked the old slave to come and submit a review!"

"That's right, give it to me!" Liyue took the review and sat aside, and began to take a closer look.

"Princess, do you have anything else to say to the old slave to take back?" Ye Gonggong asked respectfully.

"No, it's getting late, so you can go back first. ”

"The old slave retires!"

Muyang painted the portrait of Xiao Xuan, and Liyue was still reviewing the emperor's review excerpts, during which the ministers of the court and the central government sent them for review.

Mu Yang took away Xiao Xuan's portrait and looked at the yawn in front of him, reviewing the review of Liyue. The serious person in front of him, every expression did not let go, maybe he can't draw it now, but it is deeply imprinted in the depths of his mind. There are those who frown, those who laugh, those who ponder, and those who fish with their cheeks on their backs.

After reading the emperor's excerpts, Liyue didn't want to look at the other moments, glanced at Muyang, saw that he had painted several paintings, and walked over to take a look, "Why is it all mine, where is your self-portrait?"

"My self-portrait, I want to give it to you in a month, when you come back from your trip!"

Liyue thought for a moment and nodded. It's okay, I seem to have promised him to tell him his secret before, and in a month, it should be time! After all, the body belongs to his original wife!

Leave the moon roll and draw it, and hold it in your arms!"Then I'll go back first!"

"Well, I'll let Yu Hao send you these excerpts later!"

Liyue looked at the big stack of folds, and instantly felt that he was nosy. But he nodded helplessly.

After leaving the moon, Mu Yang took out a book of folds from his arms.

"Yue'er, what is written here is all from my heart, at this moment, I don't dare to show you, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that you will disappear faster!" Mu Yang put his fold under the pillow and told Yu Hao to talk about other folds and send them to the Moon Death Pavilion.

Liyue returned to the Moon Pavilion, maybe he was too tired, went to Xiao Xuan's room, and found that Xiao Xuan had already slept, so he went back to his room, and told Xin'er to put the bath water, wash and wash, groggy, hazy eyes, thinking that he would see Muyang leaning against the screen, but no.

Liyue shook his head, got up, put on his clothes, lay on the bed, thinking about the bits and pieces of the 21st century, in that world, twenty-three years, he spent his time on the wind and waves, was adopted by his godfather at the age of five, received devilish training, and in those life-and-death struggles, he was strong or.

I began to become indifferent in these trainings, my godfather's heart was ruthless, my subordinates were afraid, everything was in my eyes, I thought that I could be stable in this life, but I still lived in a world of intrigue. Power reigns supreme here.

Although Muyang now takes good care of himself, who can guarantee that he will not fall out of favor one day.

If you have a chance to leave, then give it a try.

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