Chapter 1223: Does It Look Like Me?

He knows! He already knows!

Although she already had some premonitions in her heart, after hearing Andre casually state the truth she had tried so hard to hide, Atifi 00 still couldn't help but tremble all over.

Looking at Prince Andre, who was focused on painting the oil painting and didn't even look at her, Atifi 00 was silent for a while, then suppressed her heart, which was beating violently, and asked as calmly as possible:

"The matter of that year... when did you find out?"

After hearing Atifi 00's inquiry, the paintbrush in Prince Andre's hand couldn't help but stumble, and a miscellaneous stain was dotted on Atifi 00's skirt in the oil painting.

"Not early, not late, just after I killed Father."

After picking up the scraper on the side and scraping off the miscellaneous stain on Atifi 00's skirt, Prince Andre said with a somewhat lonely expression while dipping in paint and repainting:

"Like you said before, my 'talent' is on par with Fei Liya's, but unlike her, my talent is in art. And art, to put it plainly, is nothing more than better insight and a heart far more sensitive than ordinary people's.

When Father finished listening to the reason I took action against him, his face didn't have anger or hatred toward me, but was instead full of sorrow and self-reproach. I already knew that the truth of what happened that year definitely wasn't what I thought."

After repairing the previous slip of the pen, looking at the heroic middle-aged man with a serious face in the center of the canvas, Prince Andre couldn't help but reach out and touch King Emperor Fei En's face on the painting, then lowered his eyes and said:

"A person who would sacrifice his daughter for power, even violating the instinct of parents to dedicate themselves to their children, must be extremely selfish. Such a person, even if he were wrong, would only try his best to shirk responsibility and try to blame others. It wouldn't be his performance like that.

It's a pity that because of what happened that year, every time I saw Father, my brain was full of Fei Liya's face, crying and asking how long the surgery would take, and it couldn't hold any extra thoughts.

And by the time I discovered all this and understood that things weren't what I thought, and that Father and Mother seemed to have their own difficulties, my hands were already stained with blood, and I no longer had the qualification to turn back... Aunt Atifi."

When he reached this point, Prince Andre suddenly raised his head, called Atifi 00, and asked gently:

"My portrait is already painted. Come over and see if it looks like me?"

"I'd better not go over..."

Looking at Andre's increasingly gentle face, a certain instinct to avoid danger, which hadn't been completely lost even after being converted into a machine intelligence core, began to warn Atifi 00 frantically again.

Facing Andre Prince's invitation, she shook her head without hesitation:

"I've seen your level of painting. Even if I don't look, I know it must be exactly the same as me."

"You'd better come over and take a look."

Two scepters, one long and one short, appeared in Andre's hands at some point. After smiling at Atifi 00, whose expression had suddenly tightened, Prince Andre said with a smile:

"Aunt Atifi, you wouldn't want to be forcibly shut down by me just because of such a trivial matter as looking at my painting, right?"

"..."

Although the instinct in her heart kept warning her, facing the threat of being completely shut down, Atifi 00 bit her teeth and walked over, stood by Prince Andre's side, and looked at the somewhat old canvas on the easel.

What was painted on this canvas was probably the scene of a royal banquet.

In that garden behind the palace that had been abandoned for many years, one after another royal family members who looked quite familiar were sitting on the ground surrounding King Emperor Fei En and his wife and two adult princes on the open platform at the back.

And on the green lawn in front, over a dozen children who hadn't come of age were chasing and playing together, fighting over a golden ball painted with colorful patterns. The child in the lead looked like the young Andre.

Looking at this joyful and peaceful painting in front of her, and herself in the corner of the picture wearing thick glasses, holding a brain model and measuring, and still copying something in her hand, Atifi 00's heart couldn't help but settle down, and then she said with nostalgia:

"Is this the time when Emperor Fei En invited his clan and his friends to bring their children to the palace for a banquet on Fei Liya's first birthday?"

"Hmm."

After looking at the pink and tender baby with emerald eyes held in the Queen's arms, and then looking at the one who was chasing the ball with his partners, running on the grass without a care in the world, Prince Andre put down the paintbrush and scepter, and said with warmth in his eyes:

"That was the happiest day of my life. It's a pity, if time could stop flowing and stay on that day forever, how good would that be... Aunt Atifi, what do you say?"

"..."

Looking at Andre's increasingly gentle expression, Atifi 00 couldn't help but subconsciously hold her breath, then nodded in agreement:

"Those days were indeed not bad, very nostalgic." "It's truly great that you can think so."

After smiling at Atifi 00, Prince Andre grabbed her arm, and then, amidst Atifi's surprise, grabbed her hand and pressed it forcefully toward the canvas, pressing it against the 'Atifi' that hadn't dried yet.

"Aunt Atifi, I hope you are happy."

"?!!!"

After hearing Prince Andre's strange wish, Atifi couldn't help but be shocked, but before she could open her mouth to question, the Atifi on the canvas suddenly twisted.

Amidst Atifi's terrified expression, those colorful oil paints actually detached from the old canvas, climbed up along her fingers, and quickly covered her whole body.

She only felt her left hand sink slightly, holding an somewhat old brain model, her right fingertip pinching a feather pen, and the world in front of her was even more slightly blurred. A pair of thick glasses with the bottom of a bottle suddenly but harmoniously rested on the bridge of her nose.

"Andre?!!!"

"Rest assured, Aunt Atifi, nothing will happen."

Looking at Atifi, who was covered in colorful oil paints and whose shape, clothes, and facial features were constantly approaching her memory, Prince Andre nodded with satisfaction, then responded gently:

"You go over and wait for a while, Fei Liya and I will be there later. Everyone will be there, not one less."

"You... you..."

"Look, the banquet has already started."

Pointing to the lively banquet that didn't know when it started moving, with people toasting and talking and laughing, Andre said softly:

"Aunt Atifi, Father and the others have been waiting for you for many years. Don't wait any longer, they are waving at you!"

Following Andre's words, the last piece of paint covered her, completely covering Atifi 00's terrified face. After she opened her eyes again, the scene in front of her was no longer the original secret room, but had changed to that banquet where the host and guests were happy many years ago.

And King Emperor Fei En, who had been dead for many years, was looking at her with a frown, holding the brain model and notebook, with quite a lot of ink and coffee stains on her cuffs, showing a helpless and doting expression.

"Atifi!"

After calling out, King Emperor Fei En, who was sitting on the ground, waved at her, and complained helplessly:

"Can't you occasionally put down those studies? Even when attending Big Brother's banquet, you have to bring them?"

"..."

Looking at his sister standing blankly on the spot, King Emperor Fei En frowned in confusion.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?"

"I... I'm very busy! The development of soul encoding has reached a critical moment. If you hadn't insisted on dragging me, I wouldn't have come!"

After a delay of a few seconds, Atifi 00's face couldn't help but show the same helpless expression, and she complained with a headache:

"Just this once, don't call me next time!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1224 =====