After practicing a few more times, there were more than a dozen frogs of big and small on the table. Xia Ziluo looked at what he was short and thought about it and quietly walked to Murong Xitian's desk.

She was afraid that she would disturb Murong Xitian, so she walked very lightly, and rubbed against the table and reached for the brush.

The moment she touched the brush with her fingertips, she was caught by Murong Xitian on the spot: "What do you want to do?"

"I want to borrow your pen for use." Xia Ziluo didn't think he had done anything wrong, but how could he feel like he was caught on the spot when he was stealing, and he felt guilty.

"I'm not asking this." He heard the conversation between her and the children just now.

He was surprised that she would have such a gentle side, full of maternal brilliance, very much like a kind and harmless white rabbit!

"Ah, what is that?" Xia Ziluo asked curiously.

Murong Xitian sighed and put down the pen in his hand: "I'm asking you why you came to me for?"

"Oh, it's this." Xia Ziluo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was cold, he was not angry, so he boldly suggested, "The children said that they saw the portrait of the teacher's family, and then they were envious and wanted to draw it. I'll ask you for your opinion!"

"That's it?" Murong Xitian's eyes widened in disbelief.

She usually only has two things to appear with her twins: first, she cried about her hardships in giving birth, and emphasized that he should compensate him more for sexual intercourse; second, she forced him to agree to her unreasonable requests, or blamed him for not being good enough to her and being unfilial to Xia Qingtian.

As for other things... he has never met them before.

Xia Ziluo nodded quickly: "That's it. You also know that we have been quarreling recently, and it seems that there is no me where you are. So I dare not make the decision to agree on you, so I brought the children to ask you what you mean."

What can he have? Portraits of the family, haha, Xia Ziluo, Xia Qingtian, Xia Ziyan and the twins... Although he doesn't want the twins to get too close to the Xia family, this is also the best way to save the twins' lives if Xia Qingtian successfully seizes power.

Murong Xitian glanced at the twins' expectant gaze, endured the unhappiness in his heart, let go of the hand holding Xia Ziluo: "You can do whatever you want!"

Regaining freedom, Xia Ziluo immediately rubbed his slightly sore wrist: "Aren't you a part of the family? A family! It's not a portrait of my mother and daughter with two little girls."

"Me?" Murong Xitian was suddenly stunned.

Is he and her a family?

He is the second son of the Murong family, representing the imperial family of the Jinxiu Dynasty; and she is the eldest daughter of the Xia family, behind which is Xia Qingtian, who wants to overthrow the Jinxiu Dynasty and establish his own royal family, and the Xia family's wolf ambition.

"What? Don't say you are not. Even if you have a bad relationship with me, you can't refuse to admit the children, right?" Xia Ziluo was a little angry when he saw Murong Xitian's hesitation. "Since you said I can make the decision, the matter will be decided. Painter, let's arrange it. Tomorrow, you, I will attend with two girls, and let the painter draw a family portrait."

"Mom, is it good the day after tomorrow? Our new clothes will be ready after tomorrow. I want to wear new clothes to portrait!" Murong Xin didn't see that the atmosphere of her parents was wrong, but only heard her mother say that she could portrait.
Chapter completed!