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He casually folded the painting and stuffed it into his sleeve, his face regaining its composure.

Jiang Ning glared at him: “Did you paint me?”

“So what if I did?”

“What gives you the right to paint me?”

“Because I am your man.” Li Hongyuan bent over to tidy up the scattered papers on the ground, helped the table up, and then turned to look at Jiang Ning, “Do you also want to ask why this Prince wanted to paint you?”

Before Jiang Ning could speak, he continued: “Because, this Prince misses you, misses you so much that I can’t help it, so I can only paint your portrait to ease the pain of longing. Are you satisfied with this answer?”

Jiang Ning:

Li Hongyuan withdrew his gaze, turned around, sat down facing the table, and silently organized the papers and brushes.

“Go back,” he said. “It’s cold here, and your leg hasn’t fully healed yet, so stay at home.”

Jiang Ning nodded, but remembering that he couldn’t see her, she said, “Alright.”

She didn’t want to sit in the wheelchair anymore and planned to walk away, but then she heard him ask, “Who is that person?”

“Who?”

“The one outside,”

“Oh, him. Gucheng.” Jiang Ning explained, “He is with my uncle, and from now on, he will be mine.”

“What do you need him for?”

“To protect me,” Jiang Ning said. “With me like this, it’s impossible to learn martial arts to protect myself, so I have to find the most powerful person and tie him to my side to protect me at all times.”

“What about Xiaoman?”

“Although Xiaoman is loyal and strong, she’s not enough.”

“Is he loyal enough?”

“He is an orphan, adopted by my uncle since he was young, so he is considered my uncle’s foster son. It took some heartache for my uncle to let him follow me.”

“I understand.”

He accepted it very calmly.

Jiang Ning laughed, “You’re usually so jealous, but you aren’t jealous today?”

“It’s just a servant. This Prince hasn’t become so petty. I asked because I care about you. Or do you hope this Prince doesn’t care about you?”

“I don’t hope for that.”

“You’re being unusually honest this time.”

Seeing her gentle and well-behaved appearance, Li Hongyuan felt a tug at his heart, got up, and came to her side. With a fingertip, he gently stroked her delicate cheek, leaned down, and gave her a light kiss on her lips like a dragonfly skimming the water’s surface.

Only a slight warmth could be felt, and they quickly separated.

“Take good care of your leg,” he whispered in her ear.

The breath tickled her ear, making it itchy.

Jiang Ning slightly turned her head and heard Huang Ying’s voice outside.

“Master, it’s getting late.”

After all, it was just a visit, and they couldn’t delay for too long.

Jiang Ning answered, “Gucheng.”

Gucheng quickly entered.

“Let’s go home,” Jiang Ning said.

Hearing these words, Li Hongyuan’s heart stirred a little.

He hoped so much that her words were directed towards him.

Unfortunately, she had never cared about him in her heart.

Gucheng extended his hand to Jiang Ning, and she leaned on him to sit in the wheelchair. Gucheng pushed her out, and Huang Ying bowed her knees to Li Hongyuan before leaving.

Li Hongyuan took a couple of steps after them and saw Li Yuanyuan come in.

“Your Highness,” Li Yuanyuan scanned the room and whispered gently, “Was everything alright just now?”

“Do you want to ask me what she and I were doing in the room?”

“No, that’s not something a concubine like me has the right to question.” Li Yuanyuan lowered her head, “I just care about Your Highness.”

Li Hongyuan didn’t say anything and took out the paintings from his sleeve, placing them on the table. He carefully unfolded them one by one.

Li Yuanyuan watched quietly, her face unchanged..