Mu Liang paused, then left the room without looking back and did not answer his question.
In fact, even she herself doesn't know whether she will shed tears for that person. She just needs to know that now... it's enough for Tuobo Kun to agree to these three conditions for her.
Mu Liang randomly found a clean and tidy room to stay. An hour later, Feibao brought a person and something. Naturally, this person was the most famous painter in Kyoto. Naturally, this thing was something he had only heard of in legends.
signal lock
Seeing Fei Bao solemnly placing the signal lock on the table, a sharp flash of light flashed in Mu Liang's pupils. I heard that this signal lock was left by the late Emperor of Northern Liao Dynasty, and Tuobo Kun only had one, and he only had one in critical situations.
It can only be used at the critical moment. Now that Tuobo Kun gave it to her, he himself is gone. No wonder Feibao's expression is so solemn.
Mu Liang waved Fei Bao to retreat, and quietly looked at the painter in front of him. The painter was not very old, in his twenties, with delicate features and straight features. Standing there, he gave people the impression of being quiet and calm, neither humble nor overbearing.
"How long have you been painting?" Mu Liang sat down and narrowed his eyes at the young painter.
The painter calmly met Mu Liang's gaze and said calmly, "Miss, do you think I'm too young?"
As soon as this painter opened his mouth, there was an unruly and unruly temperament flowing out. He is quiet when he is quiet, and frivolous when he is active. This is the reason why Tuobo Kun chose him to paint! The exquisiteness of a painting does not lie in how well he shows off his skills, but in how well he shows off his skills.
Does the person who paints put his or her whole heart and soul into it?
The soul of the painting is the most important thing. What Mu Liang wants is whether the artist can paint the feeling she wants.
"It doesn't matter whether you are young or not. What matters is whether your physical strength is good or not?" As soon as Mu Liang said this, the young painter immediately covered his collar and looked at Mu Liang with a horrified look on his face.
The expression on Mu Liang's face was gloomy, and he snorted coldly and said, "Don't think too wrong. Who knows if you are Tuo Bo Kun's guest!"
Rumor has it that Takubo Kun is a seductress. Although he almost ate himself in the hot spring pool that day, Makuliang would rather believe the rumors now.
The young painter's face immediately turned red and he said displeasedly,
"I was invited by the King of Liao for his money. I only sell my art, not my body! The King of Liao is a great hero that I respect in my heart. How can I allow you to blaspheme me!"
Tsk tsk! Mu Liang looked at the young painter in amusement! Didn't realize that he was still a fan of Takubo Kun!
"Okay, stop talking nonsense! I said good physical strength because I don't necessarily only need to paint one picture at a time. I need to find different feelings. Now you can draw a person for me according to the facial features I mentioned, but this person is lying down.
Those on the ground were pierced by thousands of arrows and died!"
After Mu Liang finished speaking, he touched his chin and looked out the window thoughtfully.
The young painter Lang Yanli looked disheveled, but when he thought of King Tuo's instructions, he had to do it no matter what the girl said. Lang Yanli was ready at the moment and started painting as Mu Liang said!
An hour later, the first painting was completed. Mu Liang stared at the man in the painting who was stabbed by thousands of arrows and lying on the ground bleeding profusely. He looked at it again and again, but he didn't feel the familiar facial features at all. He really looked at her.
I have no desire to cry at all
Moreover, when looking at the outline of that person's facial features now, why does it feel strange?
It actually made Mu Liang think of a sentence... the most familiar stranger
She waved her hand, threw the scroll into the basin, lit a fire, and burned it. Lang Yanli frowned and looked at her. This girl had an alluring look and a beautiful appearance, but her temperament had a combination of pure purity and coldness, arrogance and ruthlessness.
, I can’t tell whether it’s Leng Ruohanshuang or Qishuang Saixue. There is an unspeakable contradictory atmosphere in her cold and deep eyes.
It’s really hard for people to look away from such a woman
Mu Liang looked up at Lang Yanli, blinked his eyes, and whispered,
"If there is a person I hate very much, but he is destined to never appear in front of me again, but now I want to cry in front of his portrait, what does he look like that makes me cry?"
Mu Liang seemed to be talking to himself, or asking questions to Lang Yanli. At this moment, Yanli's clear eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
Lang Yanli looked at Mu Liang, whose eyes were as vast as smoke, sighed, shook his head, and spoke quietly,
"The end of love, the betrayal of love that lasts until death, the memories of love that hurt both sides, only as before"
Lang Yanli's words seemed to possess inexplicable magic power, lighting up Mu Liang's heart in an instant. The fog in his eyes dissipated, and there was still the original clarity.
The corners of her lips curled up in a cold arc. She looked at Lang Yanli and spoke coldly,
"Bowl……"
When they first met, he was wearing a military uniform and was smart and capable, with handsome features and a noble temperament. Faced with her disdain, he stalked her, fearing that the world would be in chaos, leaving his name everywhere just to attract her attention.
, and he did indeed do it! The consequence of this is... they both lose in this relationship!
She gave her true love, but what she got in return was his deliberate intentions and hurt from the beginning!
He regretted it the most and wanted to desperately recover her and beg her for forgiveness, but it was too late!
When we first met... when we first met, who could have predicted that there would be such an ending? So when the relationship finally turns into a bloody result, what makes people cry is not the end of that person's heart stabbed by thousands of arrows, but
The thrill that struck me when I first saw you
Mu Liang looked at the blank scroll on the table and whispered to Lang Yanli,
"It's just a warm smile, nothing else." Her voice suddenly darkened. Compared with the aggressive indifference before, it was a huge difference. If Takubo Kun could see something like this at this time,
She looks so cool, I'm afraid he will hold her in his arms without hesitation. Even if he is jealous of the man in the scroll, he won't care about anything at this moment!
I just want to pamper her and protect her
Lang Yanli was suddenly touched by the cold curtain in front of him, and wanted to draw a picture of her at this moment, but how could he forget Tuo Bokun's words! He was not allowed to have any thoughts except painting!
Lang Yanli sighed again, picked up his pen and painted, and it was done in one go!