The sun rises in the east, and the thick snow on the eaves of the Xiangfu wall is covered with a layer of golden gauze. At this time, a rooster, as if feeling the warmth, flapped its wings and flew onto the eaves, letting out several loud and clear cries.

  Even so, the voice still didn't wake up the people in the room. Along the direction of the sunlight, on the square window frame, a woman was sleeping soundly with her face against the window, her head pressed against a white paper that was gently being pressed by the fine sunlight, creating an illusion as if she were in another world.

  There was no writing on the paper, and only a small portion of it could be seen to reveal that this was a man. Unlike ordinary portraits, the size of this man was several times smaller than usual, looking delicate and lovely, with slightly furrowed eyebrows like some boy's angry expression.

  Suddenly, Mu Luo Xuan was startled in her sleep and her whole body shook. She woke up with a start.

  She rubbed her mouth with a stupid expression, sleepy eyes, and scanned the room several times before propping up her forehead and letting out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was just a dream. For some reason, she suddenly dreamed that the Mu Mansion had been raided, and her heart was racing with anxiety.

  She shook her head, didn't think too much about it, and just thought it was the aftermath of staying up all night. A moment later, she picked up last night's results, popped them onto the paper with satisfaction, and smiled with pursed lips.

  This is the result of her staying up all night, and it can be said that she has poured her heart and soul into it. Last night, just as she was about to throw away two-thirds of the rice paper, a brilliant idea flashed through her mind - who says love letters have to be written in words? With that thought, she narrowed her eyes, satisfied with the painting she had created, and even added some color to it.

  In the painting, two cartoon characters dressed in ancient costumes, a man and a woman, the man is walking ahead, while the woman is pulling him from behind. No, the woman has handcuffed the man tightly with her hands, smiling brightly at the man's eyes. Although the man's eyebrows are slightly furrowed, he cannot hide the three thousand doting looks in his eyes.

  Muro Akane gazed at the painting in the sunlight, her feet propped up on the table, a smile of appreciation on her face. For a moment, she was lost in thought, but then the corners of her mouth began to droop as imperfections caught her eye, and she couldn't shake the feeling that something was still missing.

  She furrowed her pretty eyebrows and pursed her lips tightly, "What else should I add?"

  At this time, Jiǔér was carrying hot water from the other side, and the sound of her body caused the water in the basin to splash back and forth.

  "Huh?"

  It took only two seconds for Mu Luo Xi to snap his fingers and get an idea, then he continued to work diligently.

  Jiǔ ér miàn dài yí huò de zǒu guò qù qiáo zhe, bèi shàng miàn de huà xià le yī tiào.

  English Translation:

  The ninth child walked over with a puzzled expression and was startled by the painting above.

  "Miss, what is this you're drawing?"

  "Isn't it obvious? Marrying into the Wang family."

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