The mad concubine is ruthless and stunning: the evil king circle spoils the concubine

She has a habit of drawing.

That is, each painting will have its own name written on the corner.

In the lower right corner of the portrait, the words Mu Yanxi are written neatly and clearly.

Mu Yanxi stayed for a few seconds, her lips became a little stiff, she slowly bent down, stretched out her hand, picked up the portrait on the ground, and pinched it between two fingers, "Your Highness, the things in your sleeve robe fell out."

She didn't know how to behave in this moment of mood.

Rong Chu unexpectedly. . .He actually carried her portrait with him.

The moment she saw her portrait falling out of his sleeve, her mind went blank for a moment.

She doubted Yun Wu's words.

But the iron fact in front of her made her. . .

She could feel that the white figure with its back to her froze for a few seconds.

Her lips moved, she looked down at the portrait in her hand, and continued, "It's my portrait."

Rong Chu's body had just recovered from the stiff state, and it froze again in an instant.

"Since when did you fall in love with me?" She felt that she must be stupid, otherwise she wouldn't have said such stupid things.

There are some things she doesn't want to believe.

but. . .

Except that Rong Chu really fell in love with her, she didn't know any other reason to explain that a man took a portrait of a woman privately and carried it with him.

Especially a man like Rong Chu.

Women are like playthings in his eyes.

She felt incredible.

From the first time she saw Rong Chu, until now, she didn't feel that Rong Chu showed any interest in her.

For a while, his attitude was indeed quite ambiguous.

But she always felt that he was playing tricks on her.

Just like treating cats and dogs, tease them when you are bored.

Rong Chu's back was stiff and upright, like a poplar tree that had been shone by the wind and rain, even under the bombardment of the storm, it still maintained a tall and straight demeanor.

"Okay, then let me put it another way." Probably because she was too blunt and spoke too violently, which scared the other party, Rong Chu remained silent for a long time without making a sound.

"You really like me?"

"Mu Yanxi!"

A deep and forbearing voice bypassed the cold and stiff figure, "Who do you think you are?"

"what?"

She was stunned.

The white figure turned around slowly, the expression on his face was cold and piercing, "A woman who has been with two men, why do you think this king will like you?"

Before Mu Yanxi could speak, he sneered again, and the irony in his eyes became more obvious, "Just because of your shameless face? Or is it the confidence that Chonghua brought to you?"

"Oh, this king almost forgot."

"Even Chonghua, now he has abandoned you and chose another woman. So, for a woman that even Chonghua doesn't want, my king's eyes are so hard to make me fall in love with you?"

Mu Yanxi's face was a little pale at first, but after hearing what he said, she showed a faint smile instead.

"Oh, so you don't like me anymore?"

She smiled, and the expression on her face became indifferent, "That would be great. Being liked by someone like you, Your Highness, really makes people afraid."

"What did you say?" Rong Chu's face darkened.

"Since His Highness disdains me very much, then return this painting to me, so as not to stain His Highness's eyes, isn't it?"

After finishing speaking, she folded the portrait and put it in her purse.

Rong Chu was startled, and subconsciously wanted to take it back, just as he stretched out his hand, he looked at the mocking smile in her eyes.