Devil's Concubine

Chapter 267 Wan Qingsi, Light Thrush (2)
The people in the painting, no matter how lifelike they are, are still dead after all. There is no shock when Chu Yunshang stands alive in front of him.

What's more, Chu Yunshang's beauty, even the best painter, can't draw one-tenth of its charm.

This is a kind of ethereal beauty, free from dust, without a trace of blemish, and without any sparkle.

This kind of woman is detached from the mundane world, like a banished fairy coming to the dust, ethereal like a fairy, she is clearly in front of her eyes, but she feels that she is so unattainable.

With great effort, swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Mo Fei respectfully said, "I have seen His Highness, I have seen the Crown Princess."

"Crown Princess?" Chu Yunshang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, yes, King Ning is no longer the former King Ning, Mo Ranchen, and now, he is the prince of Molong Kingdom.

The Prince's Mansion in the afternoon was peaceful and peaceful.

Although Prince Ning's Mansion was renamed the Prince's Mansion, the Liufang Garden in the mansion remained the same, unchanged at all. Looking at this alone, one knew that Mo Ranchen had a deep heart for her.

After taking a bath, Chu Yunshang sat lazily under the camphor tree in the yard, Zhu'er stood behind her, took a clean towel, and carefully wiped her wet hair.

While wiping her hair, Zhu Er glanced at Chu Yunshang's face from her eyes, as if she was watching a magic trick.

Chu Yunshang patted her hand, told her to be serious, and said with a wry smile: "I've been watching it for a long time, what's so interesting?"

Zhu'er laughed and said: "Miss, I am surprised, you have changed so much that I dare not recognize you anymore."

"Changes?" Chu Yunshang murmured to himself, looked at the scene in Liufang Garden, and said, "In fact, many things have not changed."

Zhu'er couldn't understand such a profound truth, so she said in a treacherous way: "Miss, did you get some beauty products, can you use some for Zhu'er."

Chu Yunshang was amused by these words, and said helplessly: "No!"

"Why?" Zhu'er's face suddenly became bitter.

"You're so ugly, it's a waste to use it up!" Chu Yunshang said narrowly, rarely feeling so relaxed.

Zhu'er's face was slumped, she almost didn't shed tears, and she stammered: "Miss, is Zhu'er really ugly? Woooo—"

"Okay, just to tease you, there is no little thing for growth." Chu Yunshang was speechless, and said again: "There is no beauty, and there is no magic pill. The beauty of a woman is beautiful because of self-confidence, and because of admiring her. If you don't believe me, ask Mo Fei if you are the most beautiful woman in the world?"

"Really?" Zhu'er was really moved, she was used to it, she left Chu Yunshang and ran away, it seemed that she really went to ask Mo Fei for an answer.

Chu Yunshang couldn't laugh or cry, this girl thought she would be a little more mature after not seeing her for a while, but she still had the mentality of a child.

However, Chu Yunshang appreciates Zhu'er's heartlessness, although she used to be heartless, but she is pretending, and Zhu'er is really like that.

"Simple, happy, easier said than done." Chu Yunshang said to himself.

She randomly picked up the towel and wiped her hair, got up and sat on the swing, with her feet a little bit, the figure floated.

Facing the wind, her hair and skirt fluttered, and she returned to that night a long time ago, also in this position, when Mo Ranchen stood behind her and accompanied her on the swing.

A warm and cool breath came from the back, and when Chu Yunshang looked back, he saw Mo Ranchen's smiling face.

Mo Ranchen exerted a little force, and the swing floated a little higher, Chu Yunshang chuckled lightly: "Why are you here?"

"Come and see you." Mo Ranchen said softly.

"Your Highness, have you ever heard the saying that distance produces beauty? No matter how beautiful things are, if you look at them too much, you will feel fatigued and lose your sense of beauty." Chu Yunshang pursed her lips, both her appearance and her voice were delicate and soft. .

Mo Ranchen's fingers brushed across Chu Yunshang's back lightly. Through the clothes, he felt the slipperiness of Chu Yunshang. He couldn't help but think of that crazy night. His heart was slightly flustered, and he said with a light smile: "Aesthetic fatigue , no sense of beauty, are you talking about me, or you?"

"Huh?" Chu Yunshang was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Could it be that His Highness is also not confident in himself?"

With an astonishing face, peerless martial arts, and a power of less than one person and more than ten thousand people, looking at the four kingdoms, although the world is big, there is no one who can make Mo Ranchen show a lack of self-confidence.

However, Chu Yunshang can do it.

Although it is a joke, it is not completely a joke, because of cherishing, so no factors that cannot be controlled are allowed.

Mo Ranchen was worried about gains and losses, just because he was obsessed with a woman, and the world was so big that no one or anything could fall into his eyes.

After a little silence for a while, Mo Ranchen asked, "Will you make me feel unconfident?"

Chu Yunshang probably didn't expect Mo Ranchen to say these words, she was startled for a while, then she turned her head, looked at Mo Ranchen, looked into his eyes, and said word by word: "No."

Mo Ranchen smiled, smiling like a flower, he stretched out his arms, Chu Yunshang understood, flew up, jumped into his arms, Mo Ranchen bent his arms, and hugged her tightly.

The ancient camphor tree casts shadows all over the place, and it is rare to be cool in the summer afternoon. Mo Ranchen hugged Chu Yunshang on the rattan chair, took a towel, and wiped her hair meticulously.

Chu Yunshang's hair is extremely black and shiny, as thick as seaweed, long and soft, the ends of the hair are slightly curled naturally, when it falls down, it covers half of the cheeks, leaving two small mottled black shadows on the face, the more Her hair showed that her skin was fair and delicate, without a trace of blemish, and she had a face the size of a palm.

In the afternoon of Mingyue City, outside the Prince’s Mansion, the streets are bustling with people coming and going, outside Liufangyuan, the servants in the mansion are busy with daily things, walking in a hurry, and inside Liufangyuan, Chu Yunshang With Mo Ranchen, the soul is compatible, and it is peaceful and peaceful.

(End of this chapter)