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n410 What Can I Do?

nWhen Shangguan Yun’er heard this, she became more and more confused. She stood rooted to the ground. After a long time, Shangguan Yun’er said, “But…What can I do?”

nDong Xi pulled Shangguan Yun’er’s hand and said, “Madam, you can take your time to think about it. The great path cannot be achieved overnight. You can only take big strides forward after you have chosen the path.”

nShangguan Yun’er seemed to have listened to Dong Xi’s words. Shangguan Yun’er nodded her head, no longer at a loss even though it was late at night.

nShangguan Yun’er looked at Dong Xi pulling her hand, Shangguan Yun’er felt a little strange in her heart.

nIn the past, Shangguan Yun’er would reject even Little Ya’s touch, let alone men.

nBut this time, it was extremely strange. Shangguan Yun’er was actually able to accept Dong Xi holding her hand?

nWhy? Was it because Dong Xi treated her very well? Or was it because this hand was soft, just like a girl’s hand, and it was very nice to hold?

nShangguan Yun’er was puzzled. Dong Xi smiled and said, “Madam, what are you good at?”

nShangguan Yun’er narrowed her eyes and thought for a moment. Then, she said hesitantly, “I think that painting is not bad.”

nWhen Shangguan Yun’er said this, she sounded a little unconfident. No one had ever taught Shangguan Yun’er how to draw.

nEveryone knew that her father loved her dearly, but they did not know that Shangguan Yun’er was now in her forties. Twenty years had already passed since her father had gone into seclusion twice.

nIn these forty years, in order to protect Shangguan Yun’er, Shangguan Yun’er never left the house.

nPainting was only Shangguan Yun’er’s pastime when she was bored.

nOther than Xiao Yue, no one had seen Shangguan Yun’er’s painting, and no one said that Shangguan Yun’er’s painting was very good.

nHearing Shangguan Yun’er’s words, Dong Xi said, “madam, can you draw something? May I admire it?”

nShangguan Yun’er nodded and asked Little Yue to bring a brush and ink.

nSeeing that Shangguan Yun’er was about to draw, Dong Xi immediately said, “Madam, shall we go to the courtyard to draw? I wonder if I can become the person in Madam’s painting?”

nShangguan Yun’er looked into Dong Xi’s eyes and felt a little warm in her heart. This was the first time someone had paid so much attention to Shangguan Yun’er.

n“Sure,” Shangguan Yun’er smiled and said.

nDong Xi held a fan in her hand as she stood among the flowers. Her eyes were burning as she looked at Shangguan Yun’er.

nShangguan Yun’er stood in front of the drawing board, especially focused.

nSeeing Shangguan Yun’er like this, Dong Xi suddenly felt that Shangguan Yun’er might really be walking down this path. When Shangguan Yun’er was painting, she was always alone.

nDong Xi took advantage of Shangguan Yun’er’s painting and circulated her spiritual energy for two weeks.

nDong Xi had the wood spirit root, so she was even more suitable to stand among the flowers.

nAfter an unknown amount of time, Shangguan Yun’er suddenly put down her brush. Shangguan Yun’er said, “I’m donoe.”

nOnly then did Dong Xi stop circulating her spiritual energy and walk to Shangguan Yun’er’s side.

nThere were a few brushes hanging on the drawing board. The tips of the brushes were stained with various colors of ink. Shangguan Yun’er’s hands and hands were also stained with some, but Shangguan Yun’er did not care. Her face was filled with joy.

n“Husband, my drawing isn’t very good. I’m sorry to make a fool of myself,” said Shangguan Yun’er.

nDong Xi went forward to take a look and was instantly stunned on the spot.

nThis… Was it bad?

nIn the painting, Dong Xi stood among the flowers with a fan in his hand. Even the wind blowing her hair and her eyes were vividly drawn.

nDong Xi did not know how to evaluate this. Dong Xi did not know much about art appreciation, but she knew herself.

nIn this painting, Dong Xi’s charm was simply one of a kind.

nMore importantly, Dong Xi felt that she looked a little like Senior Brother Song Qingfeng in the painting. Could it be because of the fan?

nShangguan Yun’er saw that Dong Xi did not speak for a long time and thought that it was because the painting was not good. She was immediately disappointed.

n“Husband, if you don’t like it, I won’t continue painting it,” said Shangguan Yun’er.

nAs he said that, he told Little Yue to put away the painting. Dong Xi quickly snatched the painting and put it away.

n“No, you have to!” Dong Xi said. “This is a gift from Madam. Why don’t I like it? It’s just that the painting is too good. I’m a little stunned by the painting. Madam, please don’t blame me.”

nWhen Shangguan Yun’er heard these words, she immediately laughed. Shangguan Yun’er said, “Husband, do you really think that my drawing is very good?”

nDong Xi immediately said, “It’s not that I think so. It really is great. I don’t need to flatter you. Your abilities are obvious, Madam.”

n“You’re saying such nice things. How can I be that good?” Shangguan Yun’er said.

nFinishing, Shangguan Yun’er turned around and left.

nDong Xi immediately left with her.

nLittle Yue called the others over and put away the drawing board. Dong Xi and Shangguan Yun’er had already returned to the room.

nShangguan Yun’er sat down and looked at Dong Xi. Shangguan Yun’er sighed lightly and said, “I know you’re just saying nice things. How can I be that good? I’m just casually painting…”

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