Su Mohan's face softened a little, in fact, it was not Concubine Ye who was annoyed, but Chu Zheng, as long as he thought of Chu Zheng, his heart would be clouded with a layer of haze.

Chu Zheng has been with him for many years, and he is a relative in the true sense of the word, but why, he fell in love with his own woman!

On this night, Su Mohan glanced at the sleeping Concubine Ye, kissed her forehead gently, got up with her clothes and left the ward.

Outside the ward, Chu Zheng, Black Eagle, and Luo Bing were all waiting for each other, and the three of them looked at each other, not knowing what Su Mohan was going to do, so they called all three of them over at once.

Su Mohan was the first to look at Chu Zheng who was standing aside, and slowly stepped forward and said, "What about painting?" ”

Chu Zheng was stunned at first, hung his head and didn't speak, and his two hands tightened involuntarily.

Seeing that he was silent, Su Mohan's eyes were a little more dangerous, and Luo Bing and Black Eagle on the side were sweating for Chu Zheng, and kept glaring at him.

Su Mohan didn't speak again, the time passed like this, and a few minutes later, under Su Mohan's increasingly cold gaze, Chu Zheng finally took off his gloves and took out a roll of white paper in his arms.

Su Mohan glanced at him, took the white paper in his hand, and opened it.

The Black Eagle and Luo Bing on the side raised their heads one after another and peeked a few times.

After seeing the portrait painted by Concubine Ye for Chu Zheng, the corners of Su Mohan's mouth hooked up a light smile: "It seems that she does have some talent in painting." ”

None of them dared to speak in agreement, but their eyes fell on the drawing paper in Su Mohan's hand.

However, Black Eagle and Luo Bing quickly withdrew their gazes, but Chu Zheng stared at himself on the painting and lost his mind, and couldn't help but think of the scene with her in the afternoon.

'Tear the ......'

Just when Chu Zheng lost his mind, Su Mohan raised his hand and tore the portrait into two pieces from the middle without hurry, and then tore it again, and after a while, a good portrait turned into pieces in his hand.

Black Eagle and Luo Bing on the side glanced at each other, and looked at Chu Zheng with some concern, but no one dared to speak, for fear of causing more trouble to Chu Zheng.

Su Mohan let go of his hand, looked at the portraits scattered from his hand, and said to Chu Zheng casually: "Painting, the painting is good, but Ben Shao doesn't like it." ”

Chu Zheng clenched his fists, looked at the fragments on the ground, and clenched his teeth as if he was enduring something.

"You should know better than anyone that I have never been a soft-hearted person, and I can't get along with good people, so from the moment you have this mind, you should have thought about what kind of consequences you will suffer." Su Mohan squinted his eyes and spoke.

A trace of blood overflowed on Chu Zheng's lips, and he said with red eyes: "I know, so I never expected anything, I just want to be by her side and watch her live happily." ”

Black Eagle and Luo Bing furrowed their brows, and for a while they couldn't understand how Chu Zheng, who had always been the most important to Su Mohan, could commit such a fool.

"Okay, since you want to stay, I'll let you stay, but Ben Shao still has to advise you, the more you gain, the more you lose, of course, you have another choice." Su Mohan opened his mouth casually.

Chu Zheng's gaze still fell on the scraps of paper on the ground, his eyes were red but he didn't say a word.

Get?

Lose......

Is it like this picture?

He thought that all he needed was a painting, and that was it, but he never thought that it was just a luxury......