A prostitute of rebirth

Episode 136
Murong Xiaoxiao didn't want to hear a word from her, it was so obvious that if she said it again, she would be making fun of herself.

Could it be because of mother, Murong Xiaoxiao started to be wary of herself?This is not good, she has to find an opportunity to have a good talk with Miss Ye as soon as possible.

Back at Xiaoyin Pavilion, Murong Xiaoxiao went to see Linglong first. Because of her injury, Pan'er took care of her all the time. Because of Pan'er's lively personality, talking can always bring fun to people. Not boring.

Afterwards, Murong Xiaoxiao took the small vest from Xin'er and walked towards her bedroom.

Looking at the soft waistcoat in his hand, Murong smiled with a warm smile, eager to try it on himself.

Spreading the waistcoat in his hand, suddenly, a piece fell out from the clothes.

"what!"

Murong smiled and squatted down curiously, the rolled up rice paper fell to the ground and was half spread out, revealing the lower body of the woman in the painting.

Picking up the painting, Murong walked towards the table with a smile, spread the paper on the table, unfolded it all, and the woman in the painting suddenly came into view.

Murong Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the woman in the painting, a little unbelievable that the woman in the painting was actually him.

The familiar facial features are vivid and delicate, the brows reveal a unique temperament, the corners of the upturned mouth draw a graceful arc, the smile is rippling, the clear water and autumn pupils are shining, and the face is refined, Even she herself couldn't help staring blankly.

I have always known that Murong Yingxue has a stunning face, but I never realized that I also have such a beauty. The figures in the painting are filled with infinite brilliance, which makes the world lose its color.

Is this really me?

The shock in Murong Xiaoxiao's eyes was indescribable, her mouth was so shocked that an egg could be stuffed in it, she was full of disbelief, but subconsciously she believed that the woman in the painting was her.

This painting can be described as shocking, not just dead objects, but the people in the painting seem to be alive. The smile on her lips has a magical power, which infects others, and even she can't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Who is it that draws her so vividly?
Curious eyes searched the painting, and finally saw the date and signature of the painting in the lower right corner.

Huangfu Moxie——

Murong Xiaoxiao's startled face became more and more dumbfounded, how could it be possible that this painting was actually made by Huangfu Moxie?She wouldn't believe it even if she was beaten to death, but that tadpole-sized but powerful font ruthlessly killed her disbelief.

Suddenly, she remembered the sly gleam of Xiao Shunzi when she left. It seemed that Xiao Shunzi had specially brought this painting for her, and she had an illusion that it was Xiao Shunzi who stole it for her.

Didn't Huangfu Moxie not go to the academy to study?There is no other master who taught him that he can draw a person so vividly and vividly. This is really... so shocking.

Murong smiled and gritted her teeth in secret resentment, her delicate little face was full of unwillingness to admit defeat, she could do it too, even better than Huangfu Moxie's drawing, hmph.

Murong smiled and rolled up the painting and walked to the study room, spread the painting on the desk, took rice paper from the side and spread it out, took the pen, dipped it in thick ink lightly, and copied it according to the painting drawn by Huangfu Moxie. With one stroke of the pen, the jerky lines outlined the curved curves. Her delicate eyebrows were always furrowed tightly, never letting go, and her delicate little face was full of serious expressions.

After an unknown amount of time, she put down the pen, twisted her aching neck, glanced at the results of her painting, and then glanced sideways at the charming painting next to her. Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, not even comparable. The paintings in her hands don't even tell what the facial features look like.

Disgusted, he crumpled the painting into a ball, threw it on the ground, spread another piece of rice paper, and continued.

She didn't expect to reach Huangfu Moxie's level or surpass him in no time, but she couldn't even know what she was drawing. At least the lines were drawn smoothly today, otherwise they would be crooked and intermittent , Live like an earthworm.

The next day, Lian An Ning's eyes seemed to be shining, and he searched for the figure of Murong Xiaoxiao at the gate of the academy. The smile on his face was frightening, the corners of his mouth were raised, almost reaching the ears, and his beautiful eyes were curved. Like the bright moon under the night sky, clear and quiet, when she saw Murong smiling at Xubu, she jumped up and ran over, ignoring Murong Yingxue who was walking side by side, and thrust between the two of them, In a timely manner, he gave Murong Yingxue a push with his butt, and pushed her aside, while he happily held Murong Xiaoxiao's arm.

"Cousin, what's so happy?" Murong smiled and asked with a slight smile, tilting her head, not caring about Murong Yingxue, who was pushed aside by Lian Anning's butt, with a gloomy face.

"Hahahaha, you've seen it all." Lian Anning smiled cheerfully, with twinkling stars in her eyes.

"Anyone with a little thinking can see that a smile is almost on your face." Murong joked with a rare smile.

Lian An Ning cast a coquettish look at Murong and smiled, then continued to smile all over his face: "I'm happy because I beat Nangong Qi into a pig's head yesterday, that brat was overconfident, thinking that he could learn a little bit of three-legged cat's kung fu." It can make me scream, but in the end, I beat him so much that he doesn't even know his parents, if he dares to provoke him next time, I will definitely beat him so hard that he won't be able to get out of bed for a month."

Lian An Ning said angrily while waving her small fists. Nangong Qi dared to provoke her, and she didn't even look at what her father did or where her mother was. solved it?
Hearing the news, Murong Xiaoxiao wasn't too surprised, she had a blind mentality, and instinctively believed that her cousin would not be the one who was beaten badly, but Nangong Qi. Now hearing what she said, it is even more confirmed What she thought yesterday.

Her pink lips fluttered slightly, and Murong smiled with a smile like a spring breeze, like a feather gently brushing over someone's heart: "Congratulations, cousin."

Her congratulatory sound caused Ning's tail to rise to the sky immediately, her small chin was raised high, and she looked proud as if she was number one in the world.

(End of this chapter)