There was a faint fragrance in the air which seemed to be his scent, as an ambiguous feeling filled the air.
Feng Qian Che saw her curled lashes and slightly pursed lips as she held his robe, causing his heart to fill with an inexplicable joy.
This kind of joy suddenly gave him an answer in his heart.
He was someone who only loved himself and wouldn’t be moved by anyone.
Even his future crown princess or even empress would be decided by his interests.
But at this moment, he changed his mind.
[Ding, affection has increased by ten. Mission completion rate is now 70%.]
When he was planning to lean in to kiss her, the dusty picture behind her caught his eye.
He narrowed his eyes and felt his heart tremble.
Luo Qing Chen who closed her eyes felt someone passing by her and immediately opened her eyes as a blush spread across her face.
She wanted to find a hole to bury herself in because she really was too embarrassed!
“Feng Qian Che!” Luo Qing Chen went all in and turned around to look at him with an angry look, “The affection has been added and you……”
Before her voice fell, her eyes fell onto the girl in the picture.
Although the picture was covered in dust, she could see how beautiful the girl in the picture was.
There were no words to describe her beauty, she was suffocatingly beautiful.
Could it be that Feng Qian Che liked her?
She denied that doubt in her heart. This was a place that no one had come to in ten to twenty years, if this girl was beautiful at that time, she was now in her forties and it wasn’t a matter of if he liked her or not.
But why was Feng Qian Che so mesmerized by this?
“What is it?” She carefully said as she broke the silence in the room.
“Qing Qing, help me bring the candle over.”
Because he had made a decision, he even unconsciously changed how he called her. Calling her like this would make her belong to him.
No one could take it away in this world.
“Oh, alright.” Luo Qing Chen heard his gentle voice and immediately turned obedient. She took the candle off the table and came over to where he was.
Feng Qian Che gently wiped off the dust and used the candle to make the picture more clear.
“You know her?” Seeing Feng Qian Che’s focused appearance, Luo Qing Chen felt that he should know her.
Those deep as ink eyes didn’t have admiration in them, but rather reminiscence.
“She is my mother.” Feng Qian Che slowly took the picture off the wall and said, “This should be a portrait that person painted for my mother.”
“That person?” Luo Qing Chen looked at the bottom right corner of the picture where there was a signature that read: Bu Yi.
“Actually the one that my mother loved was not my royal father.” Feng Qian Che’s slender finger slid across the painting as he narrowed his eyes before giving a sigh, “Do you want to hear the story?”
“I do.” She sat on the cleaned bed and closed her eyes, “It should be a sad story!”
“Un, it is……” Feng Qian Che came to her side and looked at her with a gentle look as well as a helpless smile, “It seemed like to avoid my royal father, they lived here in the past, but it’s a pity that my obsessed royal father found them in the end.”