As soon as Jiangmen Jiaojiao opened her eyes, she was paranoid that the prince had come to steal her

Xuan Ming frowned for a long time and said uncertainly: "You want to draw me?"

Xie Jiajia was deeply afraid that he would be conflicted, so she immediately said: "I'm not painting you, I'm painting characters, the kind of people who can do martial arts and ride horses. You are that kind of person. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I don't quite understand."

Xuan Ming shook his head.

He really didn't understand Xie Jiajia's thoughts.

And it feels like...it's really not a comfortable thing to be painted by her.

Xie Jiajia also saw the resistance on Xuan Ming's face.

She stared at Xuan Ming for a long time, then turned and walked out: "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Xuan Ming was startled and followed up, "I'll have someone take you back."

"No need, mother knows that I am here with you, she has sent someone here and has been waiting to pick me up. It's very late, you should go and rest."

Xie Jiajia lifted up her skirt and crossed the threshold. Suddenly she stopped, looked back at Xuan Ming and said, "Actually, what the old lady said was not incomprehensible."

"I mean the things she said about wife and children."

"Even though she is ill, she is still thinking about letting you get married and have a family. This is her concern."

Xuan Ming was startled.

Xie Jiajia had already turned around and left.

Xuan Ming lowered his eyes and landed on the bluestone slab in the courtyard.

He had never thought about it in this direction. He always felt that everything his mother said was a joke and childish.

It turns out that my mother has been thinking about this.

Yes, before his mother became confused, she was asking people everywhere to help him find relatives.

It's just that this matter... can't be solved just by just finding someone to complete the task, right?

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After Xie Jiajia returned to her house, Yue Ya had already fallen asleep.

Mrs. Yu never rested, waiting for her.

It has been at least three or four hours since Xie Jiajia left with the old lady in the afternoon.

Yu asked about the situation.

Xie Jiajia talked to her casually.

After sending Yu away, Xie Jiajia also undressed and rested under Shasha's service.

I just lay down and tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Well, it seems that a sick mother can also be a catalyst for emotions, a perfect helper!

Xie Jiajia immediately got up, took out the previous draft, and added this piece of inspiration.

In order to prevent the details of the inspiration from being forgotten over time, Xie Jiajia drew a few sketches.

From helping the old lady go home, to chatting and making buns together, and then to Xuanming returning home, the last picture shows her coming out of the old lady's room, moving her neck, while Xuanming stands in the dark.

"This guy……"

Xie Jiajia held the charcoal in her hand and stared at the jumping flames. What came to her mind was the image of Xuan Ming walking out of the darkness, "It's really good."

Xie Jiajia feels that she is actually very picky.

There are so many men in the family, Xie Changyuan is lazy and has no manners, while Xie Changan is gentle and has too good manners.

She didn't know what to do with her second brother, whom she hadn't seen for many years.

The eldest brother's one was very attractive to her at first, but Xie Changyu, the eldest brother, was so cold that even her younger sister didn't feel comfortable getting close to him.

And that...scumbag.

Lu Hanqiu's face is quite tempting, his eyes are wild and irritating, and his body proportions are just right. At least he can catch Xie Jiajia's eyes, otherwise she wouldn't look for him.

However, he was cruel and brutal during the trial. In Xie Jiajia's eyes, he was a pervert and a cruel official.

Just thinking about it makes people panic.She saw it by accident and ran away immediately, never wanting to have anything to do with him again.

The Lu Jingrong who came to the house a few days ago was gentle and polite, but he gave Xie Jiajia a feeling of being too quiet and a little weak.

Men still need to be strong to feel more secure.

Then this Xuan Ming happened to be different from others.

He has Xie Changyu's figure, but does not have Xie Changyu's coldness and oppression.

He stood there with a very good manner, but occasionally he would akimbo and slanted shoulders, leaning against a tree trunk, just the right amount of looseness, very lazy, but not that lazy.

His facial features were completely incompatible with his exquisite beauty, but they were angular. His cheek line and jaw line were almost perfect in Xie Jiajia's opinion, and his head-to-body ratio was almost flawless.

The most important thing is that he is very pure.

This kind of man is almost a rare animal these days.

"Hey……"

Xie Jiajia sighed softly and said helplessly: "After writing so many domineering presidents, I suddenly found that the cultivation system is also very cool."

She lowered her head with a smile, put the other drawings aside, and carefully painted the last one.

The woman who moved her neck and shoulders still had a few strokes, and it would be nice to have an outline.

But he was extremely meticulous about the man walking in the shadow.

She drew the hair crown, the hosta, the embroidery on the clothes, the leather belt, the soft armor, etc., but she still didn't draw the face.

……

Xie Jiajia's life can be said to be simple, but also boring.

But she doesn't think anything of it and occasionally goes out to have fun.

But since the birth of Crescent Moon, the number of times I have fun has become much less frequent.

In the next few days, she stayed at home again, thinking about writing Xuan Ming's notebook, but it was always difficult to write after three and a half sentences, so she gave up.

Five days later, Shasha sent a post to Xie Jiajia.

“Eh?”

The old lady is sick. She probably doesn't even remember herself. How can she send a message?

Xie Jiajia asked: "Where is the person who sent the post?"

"I haven't left yet. Do you want to meet me, Miss?"

"Well... let's meet. You go and bring the person." Xie Jiajia closed the post and put it aside.

Shasha responded and left. After a while, she brought a man who looked like a manager to Xie Jiajia.

The steward greeted Xie Jiajia and said kindly: "Miss Xie San, hello, since I last met Miss Xie San, my old lady has been thinking about her, so I specially asked the villain to invite her to come to the house for a chat."

Xie Jiajia asked with a smile: "Is it the old lady who invites me, or your general?"

"This..." the steward whispered, "to be honest, he is my general."

But of course, she couldn't explicitly say that it was Xuan Ming who was looking for her. Naturally, she had to use the old lady's mouth.

The steward added: "The old lady has been difficult to take care of recently. She keeps talking about the young lady. Last night, he even said that he would not eat or rest unless he saw the young lady. The general is also worried about the old lady's health, so there is nothing he can do..."

"Okay, I'll go later!" Xie Jiajia agreed decisively before the steward finished speaking.

The steward was overjoyed: "The little man will wait for a moment and pick up the young lady."

"As you like."

Xie Jiajia turned around and hugged Yue Ya.

Yue Ya seemed to know that her mother was leaving. Her little fleshy hands held on to Xie Jiajia's clothes and made a babbling sound.

She has learned to speak now, and she can't call her mother very clearly, but she can still shout twice.

When Xie Jiajia saw it, she was very reluctant to leave. After thinking about it, she told Shasha: "Get ready, and we will take her with us." (End of Chapter)