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Chapter 403: The Portrait

Tiezhu was dumbfounded, “Draw, draw him?”

Though these words weren’t complicated at all and he understood every character, why couldn’t he understand what this young lady was saying?

Qiao Zhao had already stood up. “General Shao, let’s go to your room.”

Shao Mingyuan’s eyes flickered slightly.

This time, Zhaozhao said directly to go to his room, without making a choice!

However, if he brought a grown man to Zhaozhao’s room, he would be the first to object.

“Mm, let’s go.” Shao Mingyuan stood up and walked beside Qiao Zhao.

Chi Can and Yang Houcheng followed suit and rose.

Qiao Zhao’s steps paused. “Drawing a portrait based on description requires absolute quiet.”

Shao Mingyuan smiled at the two, “Shixi, Chongshan, why don’t you play a game of chess first?”

“At a time like this, you want us to play chess?” Chi Can raised an eyebrow.

He had stepped back because Miss Li didn’t like him, not because Shao Mingyuan’s martial arts were better than his! After giving him a few days of good treatment, this fellow dared to dismiss him casually?

Yang Houcheng looked up. At this crucial moment, he resolutely stood on the same side as Chi Can, “Exactly, the lighting is poor and will hurt our eyes.”

Chi Can curled his lips, “No need to ask Tingquan – he can’t make the decisions anyway!”

After saying this, Young Master Chi looked toward Qiao Zhao, “Miss Li, we won’t talk, just watch. Is that okay?”

Yang Houcheng secretly glanced at Shao Mingyuan, thinking: Shixi’s words don’t give Tingquan any face. With a roomful of people here, how can he say Tingquan can’t make decisions?

Wait, what does Tingquan’s expression of not objecting mean?

Yang Houcheng looked up at the sky speechlessly.

Qiao Zhao met Chi Can’s gaze and nodded, “Alright, just don’t chat.”

Seeing that Qiao Zhao didn’t object, Chi Can glanced at Shao Mingyuan with a triumphant expression and walked toward Shao Mingyuan’s room.

Shao Mingyuan shook his head helplessly and followed.

The tofu beauty’s home was just a small household. Though it was called Shao Mingyuan’s room, Ye Luo and Chen Guang were also staying there. At this moment, the two lit several lamps, closed the door, and withdrew.

The room was as bright as daylight. The young woman sat upright at the table, picked up an extremely fine brush, and asked Tiezhu calmly, “How tall was that person?”

Tiezhu glanced at Shao Mingyuan and said hesitantly, “About the same height as the Marquis.”

Qiao Zhao nodded, indicating she understood, then asked, “What face shape?”

“An elongated face.”

“Eye shape?”

“His eyes were somewhat narrow and long, with the corners slightly upturned.”

After asking about his facial features, Qiao Zhao nodded to Tiezhu, “Brother Tiezhu, please come to my side.”

Tiezhu immediately felt several gazes fall on him, with one particularly impossible to ignore. He couldn’t help but look over.

The General maintained an expressionless face and nodded, “Miss Li is calling you, go over quickly.”

Qiao Zhao looked toward Shao Mingyuan.

Shao Mingyuan was stunned, then raised his hand, “Sorry, I forgot we couldn’t talk.”

Miss Qiao curved her lips slightly.

The young general obediently stood up, “I’ll go sit over there and promise not to speak randomly anymore.”

Chi Can burst out laughing.

Qiao Zhao raised an eyebrow and glanced at him.

Chi Can’s smile stiffened as he said aggrievedly, “You didn’t say laughing wasn’t allowed either.”

Seeing the young woman’s cold expression, he felt guilty and stood up too, “Alright, I’ll also go sit over there.”

Yang Houcheng covered his mouth and rubbed his cheeks.

This was killing him with laughter. Indeed, following along was the right choice to see such entertainment.

Tiezhu came to Qiao Zhao’s side, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

He always felt this young lady was the most formidable person!

“Brother Tiezhu, just sit here.” Qiao Zhao’s attitude was gentle as she pointed to a chair nearby.

“This—” Tiezhu hesitated to move.

Never mind that the Champion Marquis and others were watching – even without anyone else, he wouldn’t dare sit so close to this young lady. It would be too impolite.

Qiao Zhao patiently raised an eyebrow, but afraid of frightening the honest mountain man, she could only smile reluctantly and patiently explain, “The drawing will take a long time, and I need to constantly adjust based on what you say and confirm with you whether such changes are correct, so it would be more convenient for Brother Tiezhu to sit here.”

Only after hearing this did Tiezhu awkwardly sit down next to Qiao Zhao.

The young woman’s unique fragrant scent made him even more nervous, and he couldn’t help but frequently look up at the general sitting in the corner. The general’s expressionless, cold appearance always made his heart feel uneasy.

Noticing Tiezhu’s unease, Shao Mingyuan felt both annoyed and amused, so he could only lower his eyes to avoid seeing what bothered him.

“Brother Tiezhu, do these eyes look right?”

Tiezhu examined them and shook his head, “They don’t seem right. They should be longer here.”

“Is it here?”

“Right.”

“How about now?”

“The eye corners should be turned up a bit more.”

The young woman spoke gently, asking and modifying as she went, with infinite patience.

Shao Mingyuan quietly looked up.

He watched with fascination, and Chi Can couldn’t help but roll his eyes dramatically.

Useless – he had never stared at Miss Li so foolishly!

Why would Miss Li like such an idiot? The silly girl had no taste.

The process of drawing a portrait based solely on others’ descriptions was long and tedious. After the initial novelty wore off, Chi Can gradually couldn’t hold on and began nodding off in the latter half of the night.

Shao Mingyuan gently patted him.

Chi Can opened his eyes.

Shao Mingyuan pointed toward the door.

Chi Can groggily stood up and walked toward the door.

The sound of opening and closing the door didn’t affect the young woman who was painting at all. Her posture remained upright, her voice still unhurried and calm, until a sudden snoring sound rang out. Only then did the young woman holding the brush pause and look in the direction of the sound.

The young general looked completely innocent.

It wasn’t him – he never snored. Otherwise, when ambushing enemies at night, they would all run away upon hearing the snoring.

The snoring grew louder.

Shao Mingyuan’s face darkened as he stood up, walked to Yang Houcheng, and kicked him without ceremony.

Yang Houcheng jumped up suddenly, “Who kicked me?” Seeing his friend’s livid face, he immediately became docile, lowering his eyelids drowsily, “Strange, I was sleepwalking again!”

The “sleepwalking” Young Master Yang swept out like a gust of wind.

“Did I disturb you?” Shao Mingyuan asked.

Qiao Zhao smiled, “It’s fine, actually made me more alert.”

Looking at the young woman’s eyes full of bloodshot veins, Shao Mingyuan felt very distressed and suggested, “Why don’t we continue drawing tomorrow?”

“No need, it’s almost finished. I’m used to completing things in one go.” After Qiao Zhao finished speaking, she smiled apologetically at Tiezhu, “I’m just troubling Brother Tiezhu.”

She wasn’t actually used to completing things in one go, but this matter was too important to her – she was afraid of complications arising from delay.

“No trouble at all, this is nothing for me,” Tiezhu said quickly.

“Then let’s continue.”

In the deep of night, Shao Mingyuan showed no signs of fatigue, his gaze burning as he watched the young woman.

He seemed able to hear the soft scratching sound of the brush tip on the rice paper.

It wasn’t until the sky showed the pale light of dawn that the young woman finally put down her brush and stared at the portrait in a daze.

Shao Mingyuan strode over, stood beside her, and leaned down to ask, “What’s wrong?”

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