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With blurred vision, Zhiyun always regarded him as Han Qingrang.
"Remember, Lord Duke Louis." Zhiyun will remember.
Next, Zhiyun began to paint for him.
Wearing a formal suit with a ducal title, he stood next to the gramophone. On his left was a huge trumpet-shaped trumpet.
Zhiyun has her own talent in painting, but she is actually an amateur. She taught herself painting, and she had time to learn it when she was ill.
I still remember that she first used the name "Bring a Knife" and started to create works on Mianhua and design clothing drafts. She was not short of money and designed for fun. After that, her condition became serious and she stopped touching these things. She was quiet every day. lying in bed reading a book.
It seems that all the skills she has were learned when she was sick.
She outlines the outline quickly, which is her specialty, and then slowly shapes it
Zhiyun painted it quite carefully, because it was Han Qingrang's face, and she painted all the charm, but the eyes were missing a touch of gentleness that belonged to Han Qingrang.
Seeing the painting she drew for him, Louis was very happy. He looked as happy as if he had received a rare treasure in the world and cherished it very much.
He carefully took the painting off the drawing board and said, "Ah Li, actually there is tenderness in my eyes, but you can't see it."
Zhiyun didn¡¯t speak, and watched quietly as he carefully protected the painting.
He cared about how her paintings and portraits looked like, but he didn't overstep or approach her in the slightest. If it were said that he liked her, but when they got along with her, he was very distant from her.
He looked at the painting so fondly that he forgot about her for a moment. Zhiyun felt that he might not have known that he had just entered.
Thinking about this, she went in. Sure enough, Louis was so focused on the painting that he didn't notice her leaving at all.
After a sleepless night, I finally waited for a new day.
The seven days promised to Louis have passed. When Zhiyun went out, Louis was already waiting outside. It was a very beautiful pumpkin carriage, and it was pulled by five horses.
Zhiyun thought: Is there another ceremony?
"Ah Li." Louis held out his hand to her, but Zhiyun didn't extend his hand, "Would you like to take this carriage?"
"Yeah." He nodded.
"I'll get on myself, thank you." She thanked her and got on the pumpkin carriage.
Louis also sat up and sat next to her, "Let's go."
On the way into Teng Mansion, Zhiyun and Louis had nothing to say, until Louis took a white hat and put it on her: "It's windy."
Where is the wind?
There was no wind, but Zhiyun did not refuse and allowed him to help her put on her hat.
The closer we got to the palace, the tighter Zhiyun's grip tightened. What he was thinking was that his joints were turning white due to too much force. The road was smooth, even smoother than Zhiyun imagined.
But the further we walked inside, it was like dark clouds were gathering and the sky was getting dark, very dark.
This environment is very depressing and can make people breathless. No wonder there are very few people who can come in here. No wonder Louise won¡¯t let her come in here alone. The smell of death is everywhere here
This is a large and empty room, except for the white ice coffin, which comes into view
"He's there, go ahead."
Louis raised his finger and pointed to that place¡ª¡ª
It is a white ice coffin. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com