I'm reborn, only a fool would spoil you

Mu Shaoheng and Dieyi sat at the stone table in the pavilion. A dozen painters sat in a semicircle around them.

Those painters would try their best to show their unique skills even if it was not for the generous rewards, but just to show their faces in front of the prince.

What's more, there are generous rewards.

So, within an hour, the painters worked tirelessly on painting, one picture after another...

In the end, forty or fifty close-ups of faces came out.

Mu Shaoheng couldn't wait to pick up Dieyi and his portraits and compare them one by one...

The facial contour is not similar.

The eyebrows are not similar.

The eyes are not the same.

The nose is not similar.

The mouth doesn't look like it.

The chin doesn't look like it either.

Uh, the face shape and facial features are completely different.

Did Gao Ni make a mistake in his judgment? Did he just pick up Die Yi by accident?

Mu Shaoheng was extremely disappointed and couldn't help but purse his thin lips.

When a dozen painters caught a glimpse of the prince's expression, they all felt very disappointed.

Alas, the prince was very dissatisfied with their portraits.

Don't even mention rewards, and don't blame them.

Thinking of this, a group of painters all lowered their heads in fear, trying to reduce their presence.

"Brother Wang, what are you researching?" Dieyi leaned over with a puzzled look on his face and asked his brother in a low voice.

It is said that on a snowy day, Dieyi sat with him in the pavilion where the cold wind was howling. After an hour, both of her hands were frozen red.

Mu Shaoheng was very careful. He took a look at Dieyi's slightly red fingertips from the cold and felt... sorry for her. He gently touched the back of her head with his big hand and smiled warmly like an older brother:

"Dieyi, you go back first."

Dieyi, who was suddenly touched on the back of her head: …

Obviously stunned.

To be honest, since she returned to her ancestral home, Mu Shaoheng has always treated her well, even very well.

——After all, as a princess, she can still perform on stage occasionally according to her own wishes.

However, there was always a lack of closeness between the brother and sister. Just like in other families, there was a gap between legitimate and illegitimate children that was difficult to cross.

But today...

Mu Shaoheng pinched her chin and gently touched the back of her head. When such an intimate posture came out, Dieyi was a little confused.

She had always been smart, but suddenly she was running out of ideas.

After a long while, he stupidly said "Oh".

At this time, Mu Shaoheng had already left the pavilion, and only his back was left walking away.

In other words, Dieyi said "Oh" to Mu Shaoheng's back.

She stared at the figure in a daze until it completely disappeared into a small black dot, and then Dieyi reluctantly withdrew her gaze.

At this moment, his eyes fell on the dozens of portraits on the stone table, and Dieyi couldn't help but recall how Mu Shaoheng had carefully compared them just now.

"It's really not like that at all."

Dieyi also compared them carefully himself.

They are obviously brother and sister, and Gao Ni did say at the time that they look alike. How come they look nothing alike when drawn like this?

"Are your painting skills up to standard?"

Dieyi glanced at the group of painters, which frightened them even more.

Finally, Dieyi picked up the stack of portraits and returned to his own yard.

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It is said that after Mu Shaoheng left Dieyi, he was very confused and irritated and didn't want to go back to the house, so he kept walking in the drifting snow against the cold wind.

Aimlessly.

This walk lasted for an hour...

Meanwhile, upstairs, in the warm bedroom.

It was almost dusk when the sleepy Fu Yushu woke up. The first thing she did was to touch the mattress beside her. It was ice-cold. It was obvious that Mu Shaoheng had been up for a long time.

"Is the prince in the study?" Fu Yushu called the maid Qingzhi and asked in a low voice.

Qing Zhi came over with a smile, and while helping her master to sit up, she whispered back, "Two hours ago, the prince went to the old lady's yard, and I don't know where he went after that."

"But you left the house?" Fu Yushu asked.

"That's not the case. I heard that after the prince came out of the old lady's yard, he seemed to be... in a bad mood and was wandering around the mansion."

Hearing this, Fu Yushu looked up and out the window.

Oh, the snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger, and it’s already snowing heavily. Brother Shao Heng hasn’t come back yet. Will he get frozen?

Fu Yushu felt very distressed.

She quickly ordered Qingzhi to bring a thick men's cloak and two copper hand warmers. After she was fully dressed, she went out to look for Mu Shaoheng.

"Princess, let me go. You are pregnant and it will be terrible if you catch a cold." Qing Zhi was anxious and quickly tried to stop her.

Fu Yushu shook his head very firmly.

In the past, the old lady had annoyed Mu Shaoheng many times, but Mu Shaoheng had always remained calm. But today, he was so stubborn that he refused to go back to the house and indulged in self-torture in the cold wind.

It can be seen that the situation today is serious!

The old lady must have done something extremely excessive to Mu Shaoheng!

As a wife, she feels sorry for her husband and just wants to give him warmth.

Therefore, Fu Yushu smiled faintly:

"Qingzhi, it's okay. I just had a good sleep and I feel very energetic. It's a good time to go out for a walk and take the baby in my belly for a walk."

Qing Zhi: ...

A walk on a snowy day?

It sounds like an excuse.

But Qing Zhi saw from her master's eyes and eyebrows that she was worried about the prince. Knowing that she could not persuade him, she silently took a thick cloak and two hot water bottles with her, so that she could add them in time if her own princess felt cold.

As a result, Fu Yushu and his group brought two cloaks, two copper hand warmers and two hot water bottles.

Unexpectedly, the mansion was too big. Fu Yushu wandered around in the wind and snow for a long time but did not see Mu Shaoheng.

"Princess, the snow is getting stronger and stronger. You...you should go back first. I will send someone to...continue to look for the prince."

As soon as Qing Zhi opened her mouth, she choked on the wind and snow, and her short sentence was broken into several sections before she could finish.

Fu Yushuo shook her head stubbornly. She had a hunch that her brother Shao Heng was waiting for her somewhere.

She refused to go back and continued to move forward against the cold north wind.

Finally, the hard work paid off and Mu Shaoheng was found on the frozen lake.

At this moment, Mu Shaoheng was the only one standing on the empty ice, lonely and indescribably pitiful. Around him was the howling north wind and the raging snow...

"Brother Shao Heng——"

"Brother Shao Heng——"

Fu Yusu cried for no reason. She was two months pregnant but her belly was not bulging. She was as light as a swallow. She lifted her skirt and ran over.

He ran and shouted, his eyes filled with tears.

Mu Shaoheng was immersed in his own thoughts, wondering how to deal with the fact that he was not of the bloodline of the Southwestern Mu Mansion. If things went wrong... a bloody storm might be set off.

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the familiar voice "Brother Shao Heng". When he turned around, he saw Fu Yusu running towards him crying.

He was startled.

He forgot all about bloodline, bloody storm, and power in his hands, and hurriedly ran towards Fu Yusu.

He hugged his pregnant wife in his arms.

"Shu'er, why are you here?"

Fu Yushu choked up and said, "Brother Shao Heng, I can't see you, I miss you."

Her warm little body did not throw itself into Mu Shaoheng's arms as obediently as before, but broke free and held Mu Shaoheng's face with both hands.

Look into the man's eyes and confess your love deeply.

This timely confession was like a warm current in the snow and wind, instantly warming Mu Shaoheng's whole body.

"Shu'er, it's great to have you."

Mu Shaoheng couldn't help but lower his head and kissed Fu Yushu's lips heavily.

During the kiss, Fu Yushu noticed that the man's lips were cold, and even his chest, which was usually warm, was cold. It was obvious that the man had been in the wind and snow for too long, and his whole body was almost frozen!

Fu Yushu was heartbroken!

So, Fu Yushu only kissed him twice, then pushed the man away, took the thick cloak from the maid and forced Mu Shaoheng to put it on, and forcefully stuffed three copper hand warmers into the man's arms.

Three copper hand warmers?

Well, that's a bit of an exaggeration.

"Don't refuse, hold them quickly!" Fu Yushu ordered fiercely.

After saying that, she grasped Mu Shaoheng's hand, and forcefully took her man off the ice, running straight to a small pavilion that was sheltered from the wind and snow.

"Be good, listen to me today. If you don't listen, I will ignore you!"

Fu Yushu used all her strength to grab Mu Shaoheng's hand.

Fu Yushu walked in front with a pout on her face, looking back as she walked.

Mu Shaoheng followed behind and looked at the rarely domineering Fu Yushuo and suddenly smiled.

At this moment, he really tasted the deep happiness.