The world's number one peerless princess

Chapter 369: Three Six Seven Leaves Sadly (2)
Half an hour later, Mo Yilu and Mo Lingtian, whose face was as dark as carbon, walked in.

"Are you here?" Murong Yi raised his eyes to look at Mo Yilu, the white robe was holding a writing brush, the son was as gentle as jade, it really caught people's attention.At this moment, Moyru seemed to have returned to the way she was when she first met him.

Yin Zhitian was very satisfied when he saw Mo Yilu's slight blankness, "Come and have a look at this painting."

Moyi Lumu took a step forward in a daze, only to recover after being grabbed by his arm.

A trace of sadness flashed in Murong Yi's eyes, "I'm leaving, I don't know if I can see you again, can Yilu leave some memories for me. This painting has not been inscribed yet, so I wonder if Yilu can do it?"

"Lingtian?" Mo Yilu habitually looked at Mo Lingtian.

"Hehe~ Your Highness Prince Rui, what are you worried about? Doesn't she have all her heart on you? She should be free to do whatever she wants, but now she has to ask for your opinion on everything, where is she before?" How does she look like? Can she be happy like this?" Murong Yi looked at Mo Yilu and asked Mo Lingtian, feeling a pain in his heart, and couldn't help saying.

"It's not like that. I'm very comfortable and happy with Ling Tian." Mo Yilu saw Mo Lingtian nodded and walked over. She didn't agree with Murong Yi's words and retorted.

"Forget it, as long as you're happy, how about this scene?"

Mo Yilu stood in front of the table, and the picture of red plums reflecting blood was really beautiful.It's just that the blank space on the small road in the middle is a little inappropriate, and with Murong Yi's painting skills, I don't think he would make such a mistake.

"It's a bit empty here." Mo Yilu pointed to that place.

"When I looked at it, there was already a scene, but I couldn't draw it well, so I didn't draw it. It's good if only I can see it. Here is the inscription, and here is the inscription." Murong Yi looked at it a little bewilderedly. Moyru, that's where she should be standing!
"Well, let me think about it. Why don't you do it yourself, I'm afraid I'll ruin your painting. I can't write good words and I can't write beautiful words." Moylu puffed her cheeks and said.

"It's okay, I just want to have a painting completed by you and me together, so as to keep it as a souvenir."

"Then I wrote it. In this door last year today, the plum blossoms on the faces of people are red, and the faces don't know where to go, but the plum blossoms are still smiling in the cold winter." Mo Yilu finished writing the poem with a flushed face. She changed like this.

Murong Yi was stunned in place, this poem was clearly tailor-made for him, would he look at Xuehaimeilin and sigh at this painting year after year?

Without giving him a chance to think more, Moylu raised his hand again to sign.

"Wait, let's go together." The two held a pen each, and they were very close.It's so close, Murong Yi felt it, but he didn't want to let go, it was only a little bit close.They each left their names, Murong Yi took out his private seal and stamped it on, Mo Yilu had no choice but to take out his private seal and put it on the paper as well.

"Goodbye." Putting the painting away carefully, Murong Yi seemed to be in great pain and walked outside.When Mo Lingtian passed by, he suddenly moved his hand.

"Ling Tian..." Mo Yilu exclaimed.

A thin piece of paper fell into Mo Lingtian's hands, and he destroyed it completely with all his strength.Murong Yi was about to grab it, but there was no rush. "you……"

"Ling Tian, ​​what are you doing?" Mo Yilu was also a little angry.

"Two rubbings of names side by side can be placed on the marriage certificate."

"Murong, it's in vain that I consider you a friend." Mo Yilu slammed the door angrily and left, Mo Lingtian hurriedly caught up.Murong Yi walked away as if his soul had been taken away.

(End of this chapter)