Traveling through the busy farmland of a peasant girl

Chapter 157 Nanyue Palace

In the majestic and magnificent imperial palace of Nanyue Kingdom, the ultimate luxury and nobility are displayed everywhere. The carved beams and painted buildings are all carefully decorated with gold, silver and jewelry. The furnishings in the palace are all priceless rare treasures. The entire palace is shrouded in a golden and magnificent light.

At this time, Luo Lingchen was sitting in his palace, stroking an ordinary-looking bamboo tube repeatedly in his hand.

The bamboo tube was indeed very ordinary. It was simply made of ordinary bamboo, with two holes drilled in it and a strap tied around it to make it look like a kettle.

At this moment, such a simple object seemed so out of place in this extremely luxurious palace, as if it came from two completely different worlds.

For some reason, ever since he came back from outside, Luo Lingchen couldn't help but think of that ugly girl in his mind.

Whenever I think of her, the scene at that time slowly unfolds before my eyes like a scroll.

He still remembers clearly that the girl had nothing to eat, but she gave him everything she could eat without hesitation. Her kind and sincere look was deeply imprinted in his heart.

But the girl's appearance was not really good-looking. She had dark skin and ordinary facial features, even a little ugly. Her hair was sparse and yellow. At first glance, it was really hard to leave a good impression on people.

But somehow, such an unattractive little girl could always stir ripples in his heart and he could never forget her.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something important, his brows slightly furrowed, and he thought to himself: I remember now, I haven't got my jade pendant back yet. That jade pendant is not an ordinary object. It was carefully prepared for him and his brother by his father when he and his brother were just born. It is of great significance and cannot be lost like this.

Thinking of this, a trace of regret flashed across his eyes, and he secretly wondered how he could get the jade pendant back.

Luo Lingchen sat at the table, immersed in the memories of the ugly girl, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Suddenly, he seemed to have a flash of inspiration and came up with a brilliant idea, and his eyes lit up instantly.

He quickly reached out and picked up the bamboo tube placed aside, then carefully searched the table and found a sharp carving knife.

He placed the bamboo tube steadily in front of him, holding the carving knife tightly in his right hand, his eyes focused and serious, his fingers began to move flexibly, the carving knife rose and fell on the bamboo tube, and as the tip of the knife moved, some fine wood chips fell like snowflakes, piling up a small pile on the table.

Luo Lingchen was concentrating on carving, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. The only thing in his eyes was the bamboo tube in front of him and the image of the ugly girl in his mind.

It didn't take long for the pattern to be carved. He leaned back slightly, carefully examining his masterpiece. The bamboo tube vividly depicted the ugly girl. Although it was just a simple outline, it still captured some of the girl's charm.

Looking at the ugly girl on the bamboo tube, Luo Lingchen's mouth corners unconsciously rose, and his mood suddenly became extremely happy, like a child who got a favorite toy.

He thought silently in his heart: If I have the chance in the future, I must prepare more banknotes and repay the girl for saving my life.

After all, if she hadn't helped me at that time, I don't know what kind of situation I would have encountered. I can't forget this kindness.

Luo Lingchen was sitting on the soft couch in the palace, lost in thought, his brows slightly furrowed, his eyes revealing a thoughtful look. He seemed to be still immersed in his own thoughts, unable to extricate himself for a while.

At this moment, Luo Lingyun walked in with brisk steps. As soon as he entered the room, his eyes were attracted by the ugly bamboo tube in his brother's hand.

Thinking back to the many times before when I was full of curiosity and wanted to go over and grab it to take a closer look, but my brother protected it tightly like a treasure and refused to let me touch it, the curiosity in my heart came back.

So, Luo Lingyun walked lightly and cautiously, not even daring to breathe, for fear of making any noise and alarming Luo Lingchen.

He slowly approached the direction where Luo Lingchen was, his eyes fixed on the bamboo tube, making a plan in his mind, waiting for the right opportunity to snatch the bamboo tube away.

Who knew that just when he stretched out his hand and was about to touch the bamboo tube, Luo Lingchen seemed to have eyes behind him. His figure flashed and he quickly moved the hand holding the bamboo tube away. The movement was so fast that Luo Lingyun had no time to react.

Luo Lingyun suddenly felt like a deflated ball. He pouted and complained with a look of annoyance on his face, "Brother, your martial arts skills have improved recently! Why can't I succeed even once? You always see through me. It's so infuriating!"

Hearing this, Luo Lingchen turned his head slightly and glanced at him with a look of disappointment in his eyes. He said unhappily, "Every time I tell you to practice hard, you slack off and just play around.

Your breathing is so heavy, like thunder, how could I not hear it?

Besides, I'm already very familiar with your breathing rhythm. Even if you're being very careful, I can still tell it by just listening."

Luo Lingchen didn't wait for Luo Lingyun to open his mouth to defend himself. He continued without question, "Starting tomorrow, you'll train with the secret guards. When you've mastered your skills, I'll show you this thing in my hand. This way, you won't be so preoccupied with trivial matters that you'll forget about your training."

The serious tone clearly showed that the decision had already been made and there was no room for negotiation.

Luo Lingyun never disobeyed his brother's orders. He pouted and agreed reluctantly: "I understand, brother." He turned and left as soon as he finished speaking.

As he watched his brother's back gradually recede until it completely disappeared from his sight, Luo Lingchen's thoughts involuntarily drifted back to that ugly girl. He frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

After spending a long while in deep thought, he slowly stood up, took out paper and pen, and began to carefully grind ink. As the fragrance of ink gradually filled the air, his slender and white fingers firmly grasped the pen, his eyes focused and deep, as he meticulously depicted on the paper stroke by stroke.

Soon, a vivid image gradually emerged on the paper: it was a thin little girl carrying a slightly worn bamboo basket on her back. Her clothes were also tattered, with patches on top of patches, but her simplicity and innocence seemed to overflow from the painting.

Luo Lingchen gently put down the pen in his hand, leaned over slightly, and blew gently on the ink. After the ink was slightly dry, he held up the drawing paper with both hands and looked at it carefully.

There was a barely perceptible glint of light in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a satisfied smile.

That’s right, the person drawn on the paper is exactly the same as that girl, without any difference.

Although there are many rules and restrictions when being born in this royal family, there are also some benefits. For example, the six arts of a gentleman are taught carefully by someone from a young age, including etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics, and you will be proficient in them all.

In my previous life, I had a strong interest and talent in painting. After two lifetimes of precipitation and tempering, my painting skills have now reached a level of perfection.

Luo Lingchen looked at the painting in his hand, and his satisfaction grew stronger. He picked up the pen again and, relying on his memory and superb skills, drew another painting that was almost identical to the previous one.

At this moment, he already had a firm idea in his mind, but what that idea was, only he knew, and others had no way of guessing.