Doting on concubines and destroying wives?Reborn to marry a traitor and take your life!

Chapter 333 Something Missing

After Su Youyue finished speaking, Xie Yuan was silent for a moment.

But she still just looked at him, knowing that he would agree.

Sure enough, the man quickly agreed: "Okay."

The two of them went to the study together.

When they arrived at the door, Su Youyue asked Chun Ya and Jin'er to just guard outside.

The two of them were still holding hands. When they arrived in front of the Bogu rack, Xie Yuan twisted a thin-mouthed white jade vase in the corner. After a moment, the entrance to the secret room that Su Youyue had seen before opened again in front of his eyes.

The secret room was very dark. When she first entered, it was so dark that she couldn't see anything, but she smelled a scent of ink that was stronger than in the study.

Xie Yuan finally let go of her hand.

He took a few steps to the side, and after a moment, a firelight suddenly lit up, the light in the corner suddenly turned on, and Su Youyue finally saw the surrounding environment clearly.

Even though she had a slight premonition, when she saw her surroundings clearly and saw the dense paintings hanging on the walls of the secret room, her eyes couldn't help but tremble.

The secret room is not small. There is nothing in it. It is large and empty. However, the three flat walls in front of it are densely hung with paintings. One, two, three... countless paintings are colorful and even more... Some of the paintings seemed to have been added with gold powder, and under the illumination of candlelight, they were colorful. The entire secret room was like a brilliant scene in a kaleidoscope.

Su Youyue looked at the people in the paintings, and for a moment, her breathing froze slightly.

If some of the paintings were taken out individually, she would definitely think that they were of someone else, but when all the paintings were put together, she could immediately tell that it was her, Su Youyue.

From when she was a child to what she looks like now...

One painting after another, arranged in chronological order, starting from when she was a baby, to the scene in her memory not long ago.

Many of the previous pictures show her as a child, sometimes climbing up a tree, sometimes secretly taking off her shoes to play with the fish in the stream, and sometimes hiding from the rain with a lotus leaf on her head.

In the later paintings, she has grown up, but the picture is not so real and vivid, and seems to be more beautiful.

Then, when she was eight years old, she had grown a lot, but she was still a little girl, with confidence in her eyebrows. Sometimes she was shooting arrows, sometimes riding horses, and sometimes dancing with a whip.

There are also a lot of these pictures, and the painting style seems to be realistic again.

Then the time in the middle seemed to jump again. The little girl in the painting grew up, her expression was as before, confident and high-spirited, her eyebrows were reserved and proud. One of the paintings was the one that Su Youyue had seen in Xie Yuan's study in her previous life. width.

The pictures on the left and right sides of this picture are not pictures that Su Youyue has actually experienced, and the painting style is once again more freehand.

At this moment, she suddenly understood.

Some of these paintings are scenes that Xie Yuan has seen with his own eyes, but there are others that he has imagined...

The painting that once caused the two of them to have a cold war was not another woman at all, it was clearly Xie Yuan's imaginary self!

For a moment, the paintings in front of her suddenly seemed hazy. Su Youyue couldn't help but blink her eyes and suppress her tears before her vision returned to clarity.

There were no words written on the painting, but she could clearly see Xie Yuan's love for her.

Xie Yuan's love for her cannot be written clearly in just a few words.

Unforgettable is not enough to describe it.

In the last life, she used her prejudice and self-esteem as armor in front of him, always confronting him head-on and breaking up on bad terms.

At this moment, she was completely defenseless against him, as if she had turned into soft tissue around her fingers.

Xie Yuan had already lit all the candles on the bronze lampstand, and under the halo, his tough outline softened.Su Youyue walked towards him, looking at him with wet and sweet eyes. When he put the fire cover down and put it down, her flexible and tender fingers tightly grasped his hand again.

"These paintings are very good, but there is still something missing."

Xie Yuan lowered his eyes: "Whatever Nannan wants, I will add it to you."

Su Youyue grabbed his right hand and kissed his knuckles: "I want you to be next to me."

The man was startled for a moment, then agreed immediately, clasping her hand in his palm and coaxing her: "Then next time, I will draw myself next to you, okay?"

Su Youyue's eyes were wet. After a while, she completely suppressed the pain and nodded: "Okay."

But when she turned around, she saw that there were paintings on the wall where the secret room came in.

There are not many paintings on this wall, but... each one is extremely fragrant and beautiful. Some of the clothes are half-undressed, revealing the bare shoulders, and some are more explicit, comparable to a live erotic palace, no, a live erotic palace is not even half as vivid as the paintings.

Before she got married, her eldest aunt also gave her a book, but the pictures in it were completely different from the paintings in front of her. They were far less vivid than the paintings in front of her.

In an instant, Su Youyue's face turned red.

Regarding the fact that she came to Xie Yuan's secret room and found out that she had become the protagonist in Xie Yuan's erotic painting, she said that she was even more shocked than before...

"Xie Yuan!" Her voice, which had been soft just now, was suddenly filled with gritted teeth, but her tone was so soft with embarrassment that it was really not intimidating.

These paintings are also pictures from his imagination. In other words, he didn't know how long ago he started thinking like this...

Xie Yuan looked at the girl who looked like a kitten with fried hair and coughed lightly. He was thinking about how to explain when he heard Su Youyue say fiercely.

"You've already painted, why don't you paint the two of us together? It's not fair!"

The man looked back, thought about the question she raised seriously, nodded and said, "Okay, I will definitely draw it next time."

Su Youyue felt a little more balanced after hearing what he said.

But when she looked at the paintings on the wall, some scenes from last night suddenly came to mind again. Afraid of causing any sparks if she stayed there any longer, she quickly pulled Xie Yuan out of the secret room.

Her current delicate body can't keep up with her own thoughts... After just last night, she still needs to take a good rest.

Thinking of this, Su Youyue quickly looked away and looked at every painting on the other three walls again.

When she first met Xie Yuan, she was still too young and she really didn't remember many things.

"Xie Yuan, is the old locust tree that I climbed up to pick locust flowers when I was a kid still there? Where is it?"

"It's in the alley behind Su Mansion." Xie Yuan answered warmly.

Su Youyue was like a curious baby: "Then where did we first meet? When was it?"

Listening to her constant questions, she seemed to be very interested in what happened when they were children. Xie Yuan rubbed her head, and there was a light surging in his eyes.

"When we first met..."

Xie Yuan's voice was low and gentle, not like running water, but like the golden sand flowing slowly under the water in midsummer.

The first time they met was in the middle of summer when she was more than four years old.

(End of this chapter)