Looking at that innocent childlike appearance, Ji Yao lowered his sword and picked up the painting Xiaoyu pointed at. He removed the white cloth revealing a gorgeous painting of Xiaoyu dressed in a white silk dress embroidered with pink peony flowers.
This had been the dress he chose for this portrait. He especially liked it because of the delicate cloth buttons and high collar. It complemented the purity in her emerald coloured eyes. He wanted to capture this moment and freeze it in time before the world corrupted her innocence.
He held up the canvas as he studied it. "What do you want with it?" he asked before raising his head to look at her. He saw the hesitant look in her eyes but didn't rush her. She obviously had an answer but it seemed the words were difficult to say.
