I just want to live a good life

Chapter 481 This is the dream I had last night

After coming up empty-handed at Lanyue Pavilion, Su Nuan rushed to Mu Yunting's study.

At this time, Mu Yunting was reading a book, a travelogue, which the secret guard had just taken from the Xia family's old house.

It would be more accurate to say that he was looking for something rather than reading a book, but he himself didn't know what he was looking for.

After flipping through it several times, his eyes finally stopped on the three words "For Brother Cui" on the title page.

"Your Highness, I'm coming in."

There was a knock on the door and a questioning voice outside. Before Mu Yunting could speak, Su Nuan pushed the door open and walked in.

Mu Yunting subconsciously closed the book in his hand, his movements slightly flustered.

Su Nuan glanced at the book over there, thinking that she would find an opportunity to secretly see what the man had hidden in the book, but she didn't show it on her face.

"How did you come?"

In panic, Mu Yunting asked this question a little stiffly.

Su Nuan knew that she was in the wrong and didn't care about the misunderstanding. She sorted out her words and said, "I came here to explain to you why I painted Mu Yunshu's portrait."

Hearing this, Mu Yunting raised his eyebrows slightly, looking as if he was listening attentively.

"I seemed to have dreamt about what happened before the fire in the old house last night. You know, everyone said that I was the one who started the fire, but I felt that the fire was strange, maybe there was some hidden story behind it. Unfortunately, I got seriously ill after the fire and forgot a lot of things, so I couldn't prove that the fire was not caused by me. Last night, it was hard for me to think of some people and things from the past, so I wanted to draw them and recall them slowly, maybe I could remember more things."

"So Yunshu was the only one in your dream?"

Mu Yunting suddenly asked.

"Of course not." Su Nuan understood the real meaning of Mu Yunting's words as soon as he said it, and quickly added: "It's not that I got hungry right after finishing one painting, and I didn't have time to paint the next one."

"Why not continue painting now, so you don't forget it later."

As he spoke, Mu Yunting stood up and took away the identical books on both sides of the desk to make room for Su Nuan.

This somewhat smacked of distrust, but Su Nuan didn't think it was a big deal. She came here just to clear up the misunderstanding and didn't mind drawing one more picture. Moreover, after Mu Yunting's reminder, Su Nuan also felt that she should draw the man who wanted to kill the original owner.

Without any hesitation, she sat in the seat where Mu Yunting had just sat, spread out the paper, picked up the pen, thought for a moment, and then started drawing.

In order to restore the dream as much as possible, she painted very carefully, and the man's movements and expressions were painted vividly, even the knife in the man's hand and Mu Yunshu reflected on the blade were painted.

Su Nuan was a completely different person when she picked up the pen. She was focused and meticulous. She didn't notice Mu Yunting staring at her infatuatedly.

This painting had too many details and was prone to mistakes, so many sheets of paper were wasted. It took Su Nuan two full hours to finish the work to her satisfaction.

The moment she put down her pen, she felt how important pencils and erasers are.

After finishing the painting, Su Nuan cut the paper into pieces and then bound the small pieces together in order.

"Your Highness, look, this is the dream I had last night."

As Su Nuan spoke, there was already a palm-sized booklet in her hand.

"This is how you should read the brochure. Let me show you."

Su Nuan quickly flipped the booklet in her hand in front of Mu Yunting as if she was presenting a treasure, and then a ferocious-looking man holding a steel knife started moving on the paper as she flipped the pages.

She drew the booklet using the principles of animation. Each page in the booklet is a frame in the animation, and flipping through the pages quickly now is equivalent to the animation playback.

Mu Yunting stared at the booklet in Su Nuan's hand, and a mixture of surprise, admiration, and pride surged out of his heart. His concubine was truly a wonderful person.

The previous depression and anger in my heart had long since disappeared.

Taking the booklet from Su Nuan's hand, Mu Yunting tried to flip through it himself, like a child's favorite toy, and the excitement on his face was no less than the time he got the Hongji Sword.

"How did you come up with this approach?"

Su Nuan couldn't tell him that she got the inspiration from the video software, so she avoided the question and said, "Just tell me whether this booklet is interesting or not?"

"Fun."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Mu Yunting was slightly stunned, and then his face turned slightly red. He had unknowingly revealed a childish expression in front of her. This was really a bit embarrassing!

The word "fun" completely pleased Su Nuan. The feeling of having her work recognized by others was so good that she wanted to try again. So she sat on the chair, spread out the paper, picked up the pen, and started drawing.

The content of the painting this time was simple, a cat and a mouse, the mouse was running in front and the cat was chasing it from behind. After a while, a booklet of cat and mouse fell into Mu Yunting's hands.

"Your Highness, try it and see if you like it."

Mu Yunting was a little amused, as the tone of voice was completely coaxing him like a child. However, seeing the expectation in her eyes, he could not bear to disappoint her. He quickly flipped through the booklet in his hand, and was amused by the adorable cat and mouse.

Su Nuan looked at Mu Yunting and smiled, and then she smiled too. As she smiled, she couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and kiss Mu Yunting on the cheek.

The smile on Mu Yunting's face spread, then he lowered his head slightly to suppress his smile, and when he looked up again, his eyes were filled with deep affection.