Back to the Snow

Chapter 191

Hurry up and send someone to dress up, comb your hair with hairpins, and decal yellow on the mirror.

Soon, the regal, graceful and luxurious Princess Kangle leaned on the couch, waiting for the always elegant and indifferent man to come to see her.

She saw that light blue come in, and bowed to her: "Chen Luoxi has seen Princess Kang Le!"

There was unconcealable emotion in her phoenix eyes, and Kang Le just looked at the man in front of her, still so elegant, indifferent, gentle and polite.

Smiling slightly, she asked: "Master Luo suddenly came to my Kangle Palace, what's your business?"

Luo Xi said: "I made a painting for the princess, and I'm here to present it."

"Oh?"

After clapping his hands, Kangle changed into a more comfortable posture and said, "Lord Luo has a heart, and he even specially paints for me. Shouldn't I also feel honored?"

Holding the painting in both hands, Luo Xi replied, "Princess, don't let me offend you. I'm just a painter. In the palace, it's my duty to do my best for my masters, and it's even more a blessing."

Hearing this, Kang Le sneered lightly.

Looking at the respectful man, neither humble nor overbearing, gentle as jade, his eyes fell on the scroll that was still held in both hands.

Signaling the maid beside him to fetch the scroll, Kang Le said: "Since you have the heart, I want to see what kind of good painting you have drawn."

Stretching out her hand, she took the scroll from the hand of the servant girl, and she slowly unfolded it.

The originally disdainful and mocking eyes were startled for an instant, and then slowly eased until the final tenderness.

In the eyes, there are dots of stars that cannot be hidden, crystal clear.

He waved his hand and moved back and forth.

Looking at the respectful and polite man in front of him, Kangle smiled: "Are you doing this for her?"

The clear spring-like pupils quietly raised, Luo Xi shook her head: "No."

A voice as warm as water slowly flowed out, filling the entire room: "I just hope that the princess can always be happy."

Hearing this, Kang Le didn't speak, but just looked at the elegant and gentle man in front of him.

And the man, who was as gentle as water, bowed again: "The painting has been delivered, and I will leave first."

After all, he bowed and retreated.

Only the princess was left alone.

(End of this chapter)