C25 A Portrait of First Love

The Shuangzhi disappeared in the blink of an eye. Jing Xiaotong laid on the bed with the jade pendant in her hand, and the image of Nan Mingcheng's handsome face and his white clothes sitting on a horse appeared in her mind.

That warm smile couldn't be wiped away no matter how hard she thought about it. 'Standing there like a beautiful tree, smiling like a bright moon in her arms,' she couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard she tossed and turned.

It was Lyu Xiu's fault. If she hadn't come in to disturb him, would they have done it just like that? If she became his man, she wouldn't have been sent here, and she would have been able to stay by his side.

Thinking about how she had been pressed down and kissed by him on the carriage, her heart started beating even more fiercely, and a faint blush appeared on her face.

In the end, he couldn't fall asleep so he got up and sat at the table. He picked up a charcoal pen and drew the scene of Nan Mingcheng, who was wearing white that day, sitting on a horse and smiling at him.

After finishing the drawing in one breath, she picked up the sketch of Nan Mingcheng and looked at it for a long time. Perhaps it was because he had entered deeply into her mind that day, but that sketch of Nan Mingcheng was actually 90% lifelike.

'A stranger is like jade, a young master has no equal '. As Jing Xiaotong looked at the painting, she could not help but think of this phrase. She then took out a piece of charcoal and wrote it on the side.

After he finished writing, he picked it up again. After looking at it for a long time, he rolled it up and put it into the bamboo tube on the dressing table.

Jing Xiaotong went back to her bed and lay down again. It was unknown how long she lay there for before she fell asleep. Once she slept, she slept until almost noon the next day.

Jing Xiaotong washed up and sat in front of the dressing table with her head held up high as if she had no bones. Lyu Xiu combed her hair. She picked up the picture of Nan Mingcheng in the bamboo tube and started to look at it.

"Aiyo, my princess, don't you dare look anymore. Let Crown Prince Yun know that. From Xiu's point of view, it's better for you to quickly tear it up." When Lyu Xiu saw Nan Mingcheng's portrait, she hastily looked around. Luckily, there was no one else in the room.

"Hmph. I won't tear it. I can only allow the person in his heart to exist. What sort of logic is this? I'll put it here and see who can do anything to me."

With that, she rolled the portrait up and put it back in the tube.

Lyu Xiu saw that her attitude was so firm that she had to give up. On second thought, she realized that it wasn't strange for her sister to have a portrait of her brother. This explanation made sense.

"Crown Princess, His Highness the Crown Prince has ordered this servant to pass on a message for you to come over to the cafeteria for lunch." The little girl outside came in and said.

"Got it." Jing Xiaotong replied lazily.

Lyu Xiu did as she was told and tied her hair behind her head. She also chose a dark red short skirt. It was a simple dress, so how could she go to a banquet? Those who didn't know her would think that she was going out for fun.

Jing Xiaotong was led to the restaurant by a little girl. Yun Zihao was still dressed in black and was sitting at the table with a military posture, drinking tea leisurely.

Jing Xiaotong saw that he had no intention of talking to her, so she went and sat on the chair under him at the table. She picked up the teapot to pour herself a cup as well, but her cup was knocked aside by the cup he flicked at her and the tea was poured into his cup.

Do you have to be so shameless? Do you have to say that you want me to pour you a cup of tea? Jing Xiaotong felt indignant in her heart. 'Is it fun to bully me? Isn't it just a little overpowered by martial arts? Is there really a need to show off in front of someone like me who doesn't have any martial arts?'

Seeing him pick up the teacup without a shred of guilt on his face, Jing Xiaotong had no choice but to pour more tea into the other cup and drink from the bottle.

"Hurry up and serve the dishes."

Jing Xiaotong turned her head to the side and told the maidservant that she was already hungry. She hadn't even eaten breakfast in the morning.

"Yes."

When she saw the table full of dishes that were served, her eyes went wide. These were all dishes that she had never seen before. There were even some dishes that she could not tell what were the ingredients for.

Jing Xiaotong continued to pick up her chopsticks, picking up a dish that she did not recognize and taking a small bite. Eh, it tasted pretty good, so she ate it.

He stretched out his chopsticks and prepared to pick up other dishes, but before the chopsticks could reach their destination, they were caught by a pair of chopsticks.

Jing Xiaotong turned her head and saw Yun Zihao staring at her with a cold expression.

"What's wrong? These dishes are for viewing, aren't they for eating?"

Jing Xiaotong couldn't beat him, and she couldn't beat him either. She had no choice but to withdraw her chopsticks as she spoke, pretending that she didn't understand anything as she looked at him and asked.

"Did I say eat? Do you have any chopsticks I use? "

Yun Zihao was a bit unhappy. From the moment they entered the door, this woman had completely ignored him, completely looked down on him, and didn't even give him a glance. Everywhere she went, he followed her lead.

"You mean you have to eat me first before you can eat it?"

Jing Xiaotong put down her chopsticks reluctantly and made a gesture of invitation, begging him to move the chopsticks quickly so that she could eat to her heart's content. Jing Xiaotong was extremely reluctant, but she put down her chopsticks to make a gesture, begging him to move the chopsticks quickly so that she could eat to her pitiful stomach.

Seeing that she was so obedient, Yun Zihao didn't say anything else.

He slowly picked up the chopsticks, using his left hand to lift the sleeve of his right wrist, gracefully picking up the dish in front of him and slightly opening his mouth to put it into his mouth.

Jing Xiaotong stared at his actions. She was not in the mood to admire the beautiful man's elegant eating style. When he started to eat, she quickly picked up the chopsticks in front of her and started to eat.

She picked up the rice in front of her and began to eat earnestly, especially the plate of chicken dish. She ate half of the rice alone and completely ignored the gazes of the people around her.

Only when she was full did she put down the bowl and chopsticks. Seeing the girl's surprised expression, she turned her head to Yun Zihao. The rice in front of him had yet to start.

Feeling the low pressure in the air, she noticed that he seemed to be a little unhappy. His eyes shifted to the chicken, which she had already digested to less than half its size, and she wondered if he was unhappy because she had finished his favorite dish.

"Erm, eating in a bad mood with a straight face will result in indigestion. Hur Hur, be happier."

Jing Xiaotong smiled embarrassedly. She didn't like the atmosphere at all, especially when it was during dinner. It was not easy at all. If things continued like this, she would definitely get sick from the stomach.

Yun Zihao ignored her and continued chewing slowly.

"Why don't you eat first, and I'll leave first? I don't want you to see me and be in a bad mood? "

Jing Xiaotong lowered her head and tried to look into his eyes. She pointed at the door with her hands and asked tentatively. She felt awkward sitting there looking at him as if she owed him millions.

Seeing that he did not answer or even look at her, she lightly stood up and prepared to leave.

Just as she turned to get up to leave, her hair was grabbed, causing her to gasp in pain. She fell back into her chair.

"Are you sick? You pull my hair, don't you have a long mouth, what's there to say? "

Jing Xiaotong was so angry that she stood up from her chair and pointed a finger at his nose. If it wasn't for the thought that she couldn't beat him, she would have gone up and kicked him a few times.

Yun Zihao slowly raised his head and looked at her finger. Jing Xiaotong quivered and quickly retracted her finger. She deeply remembered that her hand was mercilessly broken the first time they met.

When the surrounding girls saw the conflict between these two supreme couples, they lowered their heads and closed their ears, not daring to breathe.

"To think that a princess of the Dunhuang Country would be raised like a village woman." Yun Zihao stopped looking at her and slowly said.

Jing Xiaotong smiled contemptuously when she heard his words. She calmly sat back lazily and picked up a pair of chopsticks, twirling them between her fingers.

"Is that so? It seems like we have already finished worshiping each other, so logically speaking, my life is yours, and death is your fault, there is still room for nurture or not, and it doesn't seem like it can't affect the matters of Dunhuang Country right? Everyone knows that I am your Crown Princess-Mei, and that I am a member of the Yun Family that has been disgraced, so what am I afraid of. " Jing Xiaotong said with disdain and rolled her eyes at him.

She raised her head and looked up at the ceiling, her expression at ease and triumphant. If she could, she could not wait to stretch out her foot to the other chair and put it down. If she was uneducated, she would have to go along with his opinion and continue to be uncultured. If she could not beat him, she would intentionally anger him to death.

"Beng!"

Feeling an irresistible force, Jing Xiaotong's chair fell backwards violently. She couldn't react in time and fell backwards along with the chair. She fell on her back and got into a sorry state. Without a doubt, it was Yun Zihao who did it.

'Motherfucker, 'he said. Jing Xiaotong laid on the ground as she cursed in her heart. She hated Jing Xiaotong so much that her teeth itched. She forcefully closed her eyes and when she opened them again, everything was clear.

She held onto her waist and slowly stood up. Her expression was one of extreme pain.

"If a gentleman does not speak, does your Yun Country Crown Prince's manners allow him to commit such despicable acts?"

Jing Xiaotong said softly. She stood there with her hands on her waist, hissing. The girls panicked and quickly ran over to support her.

"You've lost a member of my Yun Family, so naturally, I will punish you." Yun Zihao slowly said without even looking at her.

"Isn't it still there even though we lost him? Who lost him?" Jing Xiaotong had no choice but to suppress her anger as she couldn't walk away and couldn't beat him even if she wanted to.

"What a strong argument." Hearing that her tone had softened, Yun Zihao was slightly satisfied.

"My waist is injured. I'm going back to my room. "Ah, it hurts." Jing Xiaotong said painfully as she turned around with her hands on her waist.

Yun Zihao stood up, showing no mercy to her. He forcefully grabbed her wrist and walked out.

"Hey, why aren't you heartbroken? Be a bit more gentle." Jing Xiaotong staggered under his lead, almost falling forward.

Yun Zihao was stunned, then he slowed down his movements, and the two of them walked towards the Lantern Garden awkwardly.

"I can go back myself. There's no need for you to take a ride. You even sent me back so politely." Jing Xiaotongyu said sarcastically. She felt a little awkward that her hand was being held by someone with such an unpredictable temper.