After the tragic death of the daughter of the emperor, she returned to her former marriage and refus

Chapter 251 Raw Rice

But after taking out the roll of rice paper, Xu Jinghuai's hands were shaking slightly when he held it.

There seemed to be sudden tension and hesitation.

Yan Yunshu looked at him in confusion, then her eyes fell on the roll of paper in his hand.

Upon closer inspection, I discovered that it was not ordinary rice paper.

But it is a painting.

But what exactly is this scroll and what is on it?

How could it actually make Xu Jinghuai nervous?

What is he so nervous about?

"Your Highness, what is painted on this scroll?"

Yan Yunshu asked, gently placing her hand on the back of Xu Jinghuai's trembling hand.

"Would you mind letting me take a look?"

Xu Jinghuai lowered his eyebrows, as if he didn't dare to look at her.

He hesitated for a long time before finally taking a deep breath.

Spread the scroll in front of Yan Yunshu.

As the scroll unfolded bit by bit, Yan Yunshu became more and more surprised.

On the scroll, there was, actually, her beloved rabbit, Little Radish!

She couldn't believe her eyes.

I closed my eyes for a moment and opened them again. The scroll was still in front of me. How could I deny it? It was clearly that!

It was her little radish, the little radish that Xu Jinghuai had secretly drawn for himself in his previous life to make her happy.

I drew the picture and gave it as a gift, but I never mentioned it!

She looked at Xu Jinghuai in shock.

The voice was shaking.

"Your Highness, how could Your Highness draw a rabbit?"

Yes, Xu Jinghuai, we are no longer children now, why are you still thinking about drawing a rabbit?

Besides, in this life, her little carrot is still there, and you have only seen the little carrot once.

I drew it anyway.

Not only did he draw it, but the painting was exactly the same as in the previous life! Even the meticulous outlines and the barely noticeable ink marks were exactly the same!

How could this happen?

Xu Jinghuai scratched his forehead embarrassedly. His expression was the same as in his previous life when he confessed to Yan Yunshu that the person who gave her the rabbit and the portrait was actually him. There was uncertainty and a hint of shyness.

There was shyness and nervousness in her.

He opened his thin lips and said, "Because, this is your rabbit!"

Yan Yunshu was stunned.

She knew, but why was it the rabbit? Why did everything change? There was no time spent together at the Prime Minister's Mansion, no depression after losing her beloved pet, no...

But why did Xu Jinghuai still paint it?

She was stunned for a long time.

Thinking about this life.

In this life, ever since she completely changed her mother's fate and moved to the Marquis' Mansion, all the contrasts began to happen quietly. It was not obvious at first, but as time passed, the connection and results between people and things gradually emerged and became more and more obvious. She just realized that perhaps everything was not a coincidence.

And it seems to be destined.

His brother went to the city defense at the appointed time, and Wei Ruopu and Zhu Nianyan went to the Ministry of Revenue one after another at their own time.

As for her, although her wedding date with Xu Jinghuai was brought forward, the interval from her coming of age to the wedding date was the same.

Although she knew the contrast in this life and that everything was different from the previous life, for her, things were basically getting better.

But if this continues.

What was the final outcome between her and him, and the death of Xu Jinghuai?

How will they compare?

Thinking of this, Yan Yunshu frowned slightly.

She turned her eyes away from the scroll and glanced out the window at the falling leaves.

At this moment, the sky suddenly began to darken.

The autumn wind seemed particularly cool. It blew the gauze in front of the window into a flutter, and also lifted up her long hair and the hairband flowing through her hair.

They flew gently to the back of Xu Jinghuai's hand and touched his handsome face.

Xu Jinghuai felt a tingling sensation in his heart and reached out to stroke his hair.

The look he gave Yan Yunshu was as gentle as water.

Full of tenderness.

Yan Yunshu withdrew her gaze and happened to bump into his watery tenderness.

My heart seemed to melt at this moment.

She asked, "Your Highness only saw it once, why did you think of painting it?"

Xu Jinghuai looked at the painting and pondered for a moment.

"Strangely enough, when I saw the rabbit in your arms that day, I suddenly had a strong desire. I had to draw it for you. I had to draw it for you."

"If you wanted to draw it for me so badly, why didn't you give it to me after you drew it, and why did you hide it in this secret compartment?"

"No matter how hard I tried to paint, I always felt it wasn't good enough, and I was always worried you wouldn't like it. So after I finished it, I didn't dare give it to you. Furthermore, I was about to go on a campaign, and I was worried I'd lose it after years of personal battle. So, I hid it in a secret compartment, keeping it safe, waiting for this day..."

Not good enough, I think you won’t like it...

These familiar words made Yan Yunshu's already melting heart suddenly turn into water vapor, filling every corner of her body.

My heart is beating so fast.

How could she not like it?

She liked, liked the painting, and liked him even more, liked him.

He is handsome, calm and wise, and he always makes her feel at ease.

He loved her and gave his life for her.

How could she not like such a lover?

She likes him, and she will only like the person in front of her for the rest of her life.

Even if the heavens destroyed this world, even if the world changed drastically, and she turned into ashes and was blown to the ends of the earth, she would turn into wind and rain and continue to love him.

Love him and accompany him.

"So you, do you like it?"

Xu Jinghuai's cautious and uncertain tone finally defeated Yan Yunshu's last bit of armor.

She stared at the person in front of her.

Reaching out and caressing his cheek.

A strong impulse surged into Yan Yunshu's heart.

Now is the day since Xu Jinghuai left in his previous life.

Only one winter left.

There is only a whole month left until the wedding date they originally set.

Do you still want to be manipulated by fate like a puppet?

She looked at her beloved Xu Jinghuai and his now lively face.

She didn't want to do things according to the timing of fate anymore.