Dressed in Chinese Clothes: Allure

Not to be outdone, Luo Yiheng said: "Your woman? As far as I know, the Duke is deceiving himself. Huashang has nothing to do with you at all. Everything is just your wishful thinking."

"Really, but my Chang'er doesn't think so."

Chang'er, these two words exploded in Hua Chang's mind.He called her so tenderly again, just like that night.These two words are like a curse, lingering in Hua Chang's mind, lingering, and trembling with pain as soon as they hear it.

"Enough." Hua Chang's sudden coldness made both of them startled.

Hua Chang slowed down his tone again and said: "Master Luo, please go back, Mr. He is not feeling well, so he can't be with you now."

"Young Master Luo, I'm really not feeling well, so I can't accompany you. Please forgive me for not being able to send you away." Murong Jun also issued an order to expel the guest in a gentle voice at this moment.

Hua Chang turned around and glanced at Luo Yiheng, Luo Yiheng was also looking at her at the moment, his charming eyes blinked at Hua Chang, which was a bit playful.Hua Chang sighed secretly, this time she did not speak.But Murong Jun's hand on her waist was much tighter.

Hua Chang smiled wryly.Murong Jun and Luo Yiheng seem to be at odds, and now this is their way of fighting, and unfortunately she has become an object of contention.

Although Hua Chang didn't want to compare herself to an object, she could only understand Murong Jun's behavior in this way.Maybe there are better ones.A more gentle answer was in Hua Chang's mind, but Hua Chang didn't dare to think about it.She was afraid that it was just a fantasy, and once it was a fantasy, it would be the beginning of sinking.In this world, she has nothing. She wants to repay the son for saving his life, but she cannot lose herself.

"My lord, let me help you go back to rest, your injury really can't be missed any more." Hua Chang tried her best to keep her voice calm, she gently supported Murong Jun's body, respectfully and politely, just like Xi Xiang When taking care of people like that, people can't find a trace of fault.

This kind of expression is not close or alienated, they are just masters and servants, nothing more.

Seeing this, Luo Yiheng frowned, he said goodbye to Murong Jun happily, and flew away.

"Hua Chang, you won't leave me, will you?"

Hua Chang stared blankly at Murong Jun.This sentence confuses her, but Murong Jun is serious.

Hua Chang lowered his eyes and remained silent.Leaving, this idea has always remained in her heart.She had been thinking like this since she first came here.It's just that, in this war-torn era, she will not leave until she has a foothold.She won't leave now, and she can't predict what will happen in the future, I'm afraid only God knows.

"Son, I'm here now. I hit your wound just now. I don't know if the wound is bleeding. If it's serious, my crime will be great." Hua Chang quickly changed the subject and said in one breath A long list of words.

Just at this time.When Tian Ge came in, Hua Chang suddenly felt that she saw a savior. "Miraculous doctor, come and see the young master's injury."

When Tian Ge was called out by Hua Chang, Tim Ge, who was about to go straight to Murong Jun, gave a slight pause.Looking at the inexplicable smile in Hua Chang's eyes, his eyebrows frowned slightly.The blue shadow came to Murong Jun's side in an instant, this time, he didn't push Hua Chang away as rudely as before.

Ever since attending the palace banquet with Murong Jun, Hua Chang had a premonition that her life would not be peaceful.However, it seems that her premonition was wrong, these few days, she has been taking portraits of Murong Jun.

Murong Jun's injury still needs rest, and Tian Ge firmly disagrees with Murong Jun's going to Huxin Xiaozhu.But I don't know why.Murong Jun must insist on making Huashang's portrait in Huxin Xiaozhu.

In fact, Hua Chang can also draw the background of Murong Jun's portrait with his memory, or he can find Tim Ge to replace him, because Tim Ge's figure is similar to Murong Jun's, especially when Tim Ge is quiet, his temperament It is also very similar to when Murong Jun was calm.However, when Hua Chang put forward this suggestion, he was opposed by Murong Jun, who insisted on going into battle by himself.Hua Chang could only agree to him.

On this day, Huashang took the homemade palette and started the final coloring work for Murong Jun's portrait.Considering Murong Jun's body, Huashang has been working very efficiently these days, and today is finally the end of this portrait.Murong Jun can also recover from her illness with peace of mind, and she can also quietly reduce her sense of existence.

Hua Chang outlined the pavilions and pavilions behind Murong Jun in one stroke. In order to highlight the whole portrait, she blurred the background, and Murong Jun, who was dressed in cloud brocade clothes, looked like a fairy caught in the dust.Hua Chang couldn't read his expression.So Huashang restored his original expression, and this way of dealing with it was the best way Huashang could think of.

She doesn't understand Murong Jun, and he in the painting is her interpretation of him.Maybe, she doesn't need to understand him, she just needs to know that he is Murong Jun, a person who looks like a banished immortal in this world.

Huashang paints while thinking, and Murong Jun thinks when Huashang paints.

The silent two reached a surprisingly tacit understanding.

When Hua Chang was about to make the last stroke, Murong Jun grabbed Hua Chang's catkin in his hand.

"Master?" Hua Chang looked at Murong Jun suspiciously.

"Is this the last stroke?" Murong Jun focused his gaze on the painting.

"Yes" Hua Chang was amazed at Murong Jun's insight, she knew that Murong Jun knew how to paint, and was a master at it, but she never thought that he knew even the last stroke she made.

"Let's draw here first."

"What? My lord, I'm only short of this stroke, and I can finish the painting, and you can rest and recuperate tomorrow." Hua Chang didn't understand why Murong Jun made such an inexplicable decision.

"Hua Chang, I said that if I paint tomorrow, I will paint tomorrow." There was a hint of doubt in Murong Jun's voice, Hua Chang frowned, but did not put down the brush.

Seeing this, the gentle Murong Jun actually snatched the paintbrush from Hua Chang's hand, and said word by word: "That's all for today. Go back."

"Yes" Hua Chang didn't want to resist Murong Jun.Although his voice was still calm, Huashang felt a trace of anger from him.Hua Chang turned around and was about to leave, but found that her hand was still wrapped in Murong Jun's big palm, and she couldn't leave.

"My lord, I'm leaving." Hua Chang reminded softly.

"Hua Chang, I'll wait for you to paint me the last stroke."

"Okay, I'll come back to draw tomorrow." Murong Jun's expression was too serious, the gentleness in his phoenix eyes made people sink, and the temperature in his hands made Hua Chang's heart slightly hot, as if it stopped beating, She turned around quickly, and desperately escaped from that holy white shadow, hoping that she would not be so embarrassed.

Hua Chang's leg injury is almost healed.Of course this is thanks to Tian Ge.Recently, Tian Ge has taken good care of her, and even prepared medicine for her leg injury. Moreover, his attitude towards her has improved a lot.

"Hua Chang, you're back." When Hua Chang was doing portraits these days, Pu Yu didn't follow her. When she saw Hua Chang coming back, she immediately put down the female red in her hand and walked towards Hua Chang.

"Hmm. Pu Yu, what are you embroidering?" Hua Chang looked curiously at the female red in Pu Yu's hand.In fact, she also tried to embroider some things, but she found that she really didn't have the talent in this area, and her embroidery level was not directly proportional to her painting level.

Just as Hua Chang took the girl red from Pu Yu's hand, she heard Xi Xiang's anxious voice: "Miss, go out and receive the imperial decree."

Hua Chang was very surprised why she, a small character, needed to receive the imperial decree, but when she heard the imperial edict read out by the eunuch, she completely understood.

Concubine Yan in the palace is about to give birth, but her health is not good recently, she needs someone to accompany her to relieve her boredom, and Hua Chang is Murong Jun's "wife" and her sister-in-law, so she has to enter the palace to accompany her.

There are quite a few harems like this in Fu Kingdom. When those concubines miss their family members, they will ask the emperor to let their relatives enter the palace to accompany them for a while.However, she would not be surprised if this decree was passed to Liusu, it would be a big joke for her.

She is not Murong Jun's wife at all. With the shrewdness of that concubine Yan, Hua Chang can't believe that she doesn't know that she is just a slave girl picked up by Murong Jun from Cangshan Mountain. However, she let the emperor make such a decree. What exactly is she trying to do? Woolen cloth?

An ominous premonition hit my heart...

Hua Chang didn't know how she received the imperial decree, but she clearly remembered that her hands were very cold.

She didn't want to go into the palace to accompany some noble concubine, she didn't have that deep friendship with Concubine Yan.However, she clearly knew that reality did not allow her to repent.

The time required for Huashang to enter the palace was very hasty, almost as soon as the imperial decree arrived, she packed her bags and prepared to leave.Everyone in the mansion came out to see them off, including Murong Jun. It was as if she was going to marry into the palace.

Hua Chang glanced at the people present, she saw Murong Jun's indifference, Mrs. Liu Su's gentle expression, and also saw Dian Mo's cynicism.It's just that it has nothing to do with her.

Hua Chang walked towards the carriage, but turned around at the last moment and came in front of Murong Jun.

The four eyes met, speechless.

In front of the whole house, it was naturally impolite for Hua Chang to face Murong Jun like this.Standing beside Murong Jun, Liusu could clearly see all the emotions in Hua Chang's eyes, grievance, unwillingness, confusion...

She had never shown such a bold expression in front of Jun about those things, but Hua Chang did it so naturally.Tassel Fen clenched her fists tightly, her eyebrows furrowed.

"My lord, can Hua Chang come back and paint the last stroke for you?" Hua Chang looked at Murong Jun's phoenix eyes, which seemed to have the magical power to sink people, but the bottomless frost was in Hua Chang's eyes. Chang's watery eyes gradually softened.

The four eyes met, one was persistent, the other was deep, and finally one side compromised.

Murong Jun's beautiful heart-shaped lips moved slightly, and finally he gave Hua Chang a firm answer.

"certainly."

Hua Chang got into the carriage entering the palace, and the clear eyes behind him followed closely, but Hua Chang had no time to take care of it.

Murong Jun, you said you want me to come back and paint the last strokes for you.I will return.