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"Yeah." As she spoke, she raised her face and looked at him with a smile, "If I didn't come, why would I have seen you?"

Pei Ruochen was stunned when she heard this. She then smiled and said, "I also thought that the Flower Hall was too noisy and hid here. I did not expect to meet Princess Hua-Yang."

She smiled adorably and brandished her branch, saying, "Do you know what's the use of observation?"

"For what?" Pei Ruochen asked with great interest.

"Painting." Her lover blinked and stared at him. "Can I make you a painting?"

"Pei Ruochen seemed a little surprised, and her long, slender eyes curved upwards." "Alright."

As a result, she jumped up, changed her lazy demeanor, and started pretending …

— And began to undress.

Pei Ruochen was caught off guard and quickly reached out her hand to stop her. She asked in amusement, "Why …"

"As a canvas." As she spoke, she had already taken off her pink gown, leaving behind only a set of small, close-fitting bedding. Pei Ruochen was slightly startled, but she was completely oblivious.

"Stand there and don't move." Her lover spread the clothes out. He placed it on the stone table and began to hook it with black charcoal.

Pei Ruochen was unable to advance or retreat, so she could only lean against the stone pillar by the side of the pavilion and look at him with a confused expression.

You don't need a brush to paint?

He smiled wryly and let her be.

After an unknown amount of time, the sun slowly went down. The bright sunlight gradually dimmed and her lover entered a state of meditation. Her expression was surprisingly focused. Pei Ruochen had wanted to ask a few times, but was intimidated by her expression and forcefully swallowed her words.

When the painting was almost finished, she looked up and praised, "Pei Ruochen, your face is truly perfect."

Especially his current appearance. Leaning against the interlaced stone pillar, the mottled light on his face made his face seem even more three-dimensional, like a perfect plaster statue.

Had he been a model, he might have been a Bilgee or something.

Pei Ruochen rarely heard a girl speak her feelings so bluntly, so she didn't know how to react. After a long while, she finally replied, "Your highness is the most beautiful man in the entire kingdom …"

"He Lan Xue?" When her wife heard this, she stopped writing, tilted her head and thought for a moment. "It's alright. But I've almost forgotten what he looks like."

As soon as she finished speaking, Pei Ruochen did not know whether to laugh or cry as she pointed to the back of her lover.

Knowing that the situation was not good, before she could turn around, He Lan Xue's gloomy voice sounded:

"Love, Fei, have you forgotten what This King looks like?"

The two words, "beloved concubine", almost seemed to have the meaning of gnashing his teeth.

She quickly put away the 'canvas' in front of her and turned around to look innocently at He Lan Xue. She greeted her in a daze, "My lord, why have you come?"

After a glance, she changed her question. "Why are all of you here?"

It was not just Houlan who had come, but also his three concubines that he was currently fond of. However, her name was never in the world, so she didn't know the names of any of the concubines.

The atmosphere instantly turned awkward. Pei Ruochen coughed dryly a few times. Even Young Noble Wandering was unable to keep up with the situation.

He raised the wine cup in his hand and toasted Pei Ruochen from afar, "Ruochen, I made a bet with them that you must have come here to find peace. You did not guess wrongly. Come, let's flee before the battle, let's have a cup of tea."

Just as he finished speaking, the three concubines behind him handed over the wine jugs.