After the death of the previous emperor, the Empress Dowager became arrogant

Chapter 178 Portrait



Chapter 178 Portrait

The copper base fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Yuan Qing was awakened from her sleep. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the candle base that rolled under the table. Her hazy eyes looked up and saw her father's dark face through the broken window.

She was so frightened that she hurriedly tried to push away Mu Xiaoxiao, who was sleeping on top of her like a dead pig.

Mu Xiaoxiao muttered, "Stop making trouble."

"Still sleeping," Yuan Qing stepped over her and got out of bed, "It's almost urgent, disaster is about to happen!"

Hearing that a disaster was about to happen, Mu Xiaoxiao's sleepiness suddenly disappeared. She pulled the white clothes under her body and threw them out, "I have worked so hard to help Sister Yueshen, how could she--"

Yuan Qing covered her mouth and looked outside.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked over and suddenly met Yuan Bo's gaze.

She turned her head, stroked her chest and said to Yuan Qing: "Hey, I thought it was some disaster, but it's your disaster, not mine."

After saying that, she stopped putting on her clothes and continued to cover her head with the quilt.

Seeing that she was so unreliable, Yuan Qing had no choice but to bite the bullet and go out to meet his father.

She thought to herself that as long as she could explain the matter clearly, her father would understand. Besides, this matter was not as terrible as she had imagined, because it was she who caused it.

Although he had a plan, Yuan Qing walked to Yuan Bo at a snail's pace and shouted weakly, "Dad..."

Before Yuan Bo spoke, Yuan Qing looked around and saw that there was no one nearby. She sat on the ground happily, hugged her father's legs tightly with her arms, and cried, "Dad, don't be angry. It's my fault for not discussing this with you in advance. But I really like that house, but I don't want to be criticized, so I can only come up with this idea. Dad, please understand."

"Is this what I'm angry about?" Yuan Bo reached out to pull her, "Come home with me first, I'll tell you slowly."

Seeing that there was no anger on Yuan Bo's face, but only concern for her, Yuan Qing felt relieved and followed him back to Yuan Mansion obediently.

Yuan Bo led her to the study and placed a thick stack of drawings in front of her, "Take a look."

Yuan Qing nervously unfolded the papers, which were almost all covered with portraits of her childhood.

Roudun'er once said that she was originally from this world, but an accident caused her to swap places with the original owner and start two completely different lives.

It was very strange. Although the girl's age was not written on the portraits, she inexplicably felt that these portraits were basically of her before the exchange.

She didn't have a deep memory of the past, and these were completely blank in her mind.

Yuan Qing continued to turn the pages.

There are many more behind. It can be seen that the girl in the painting has grown up a little. She nestles quietly in the arms of her parents, watching the maids laughing and playing in the yard.

This should be Yuan Qingqing after the change.

These portraits are painted with delicate and soft strokes, and it can be seen that the painter painted them with lingering emotions.

There was also a portrait carefully rolled up in the middle. Before seeing the true appearance of the painting, Yuan Qing's hands suddenly trembled.

She was afraid of seeing things that she couldn't bear.

Yuan Bo didn't say anything, just watched her slowly sink into it.

I should have told her these things long ago, but I never had the chance.

The painting in the middle finally appeared in front of Yuan Qing in its entirety.

It was a scene of two girls with the same appearance playing on the green grass, one in front and one behind. Yuan Bo and Lou Yin were watching not far away, with gratified smiles on their faces.

Yuan Qing suddenly looked up at Yuan Bo.


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