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Chapter 87 Looking back and smiling Bai Meisheng

Feng Wuxin had a lot of things during the eight days of unconsciousness.

The Flower-Caihua Thief was caught. What no one expected was that the Flower-Caihua Thief was actually a member of the Lan family, but it was not the Smurf that Feng Wuxin thought of, but another elder of the Lan family.

The purpose of the Smurfs is to come to Kyoto to arrest the elders of the Lan family, but Feng Wuxin doesn't believe that the purpose of the Smurfs coming to Kyoto is just that.

Because Yancangzhou caught the flower-picking thief and made contributions, the emperor rewarded Yancangzhou with a large amount of gold, silver, treasures, beauties, etc., Mo Yi missed this opportunity because he sent her to Jishitang.

During the period when Feng Wuxin was in a coma, Mr. Qi was too busy to get along. Gu Zhai Jishitang ran to the two ends, and wanted to take the pulse and call Feng Wuxin.

Fortunately, Feng Wuxin woke up, and Old Qi was relieved.

Early on, Feng Wuxin made a large table of delicious food, and swims in the water flying in the sky and running on the ground. Those who can call their names but not those who can. In short, everything is available, almost as good as those in the Manchu and Han banquets.

Mr. Qi and Mr. Nan both looked straight, unable to believe whether the scene they saw in front of them was real or illusion.

"Girl, I'm not right!"

"Wuxin is unconscious for his care. Wuxin is respectful for his care."

As he said that, Feng Wuxin picked up the wine glass and drank the glass of American wine. Mr. Qi and Mr. Nan looked at each other and understood that Feng Wuxin was very proud of his intentions.

"It's easy to say, although you are a girl with a weird personality and disgusting personality, she can be considered acquaintance with me anyway."

Old Nan said disgusting words, but Feng Wuxin, who had been together for a while, didn't know that this old man was just a knife-like mouth and a tofu heart.

"Old Nan, Mr. Qi, if you have any use in the future, you can just open your mouth, and Wuxin will be trampled on the ground depending on the situation."

"Depending on the situation, you girl will not suffer any loss at all."

Old Qi Lao Nan smiled, Feng Wuxin raised his wine glass toast again, and the three of them were drinking wine, eating vegetables and chatting.

I have to say that Feng Wuxin's craftsmanship is absolutely praiseworthy. Mr. Qi and Mr. Nan ate so freely. If Feng Wuxin hadn't stopped him, they would have wanted to eat the table.

Feng Wuxin, who had left Jishitang, returned to Qiansui Mansion. The guards of Qiansui Mansion bowed one after another when they saw Feng Wuxin.

Before they knew it, the guards treated Feng Wuxin much more respectfully, which was a clear difference from when Feng Wuxin came out of Qiansui Mansion.

"Where is Chitose?"

"If you go back to your wife, Chitose is still in the palace, and I'm afraid it won't be back until later."

I'm back later, did something happen?

Feng Wuxin shook his head and laughed at himself. Mo Yi was nine thousand years old in the dynasty, so what else could stump him?

Feng Wuxin, who returned to Qiansui Mansion, came to the study room. Seeing the paper and pen on the table, she couldn't help but think of the scene of her birth that night.

As soon as the evil taste came up, he ordered the guards to find some paint and start painting.

Feng Wuxin painted the scenery of that day with strokes and strokes, so he forgot the time. Even Mo Yi, who had returned, stood by his side for a long time, never realized it.

Standing beside Feng Wuxin, Mo Yi's eyes wandered on the scroll Feng Wuxin and the one she drew.

He found that once the woman became serious, she would not pay attention to anything she had in the world, but he didn't like the things she was painting.

On the scroll, under the moonlight, two women looked back and smiled. Who else would those two women behaved as a man and Yancangzhou?

Feng Wuxin looked at the scroll and nodded proudly.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's great, I really admire myself more and more."

"I admire my husband more and more. Not only is he high in medical skills and superb cooking skills, but he is even so vivid in painting."

Mo Yi's voice suddenly echoed in Feng Wuxin's ears.

Gulu

Feng Wuxin swallowed his saliva, and a stiff smile appeared on his face, grinning and showing a small white teeth, full of awkward smile.

"Hehe, my father-in-law didn't say hello when he came back, it scared me to death."

"I have been back for a long time for my husband, but I have not disturbed my wife when she sees her paintings. I don't know who the man was painting."

Mo Yi asked knowingly, and Feng Wuxin waved his jade hand and threw the drawn scroll aside.

"No one, I'm playing with it, hehe!"

"Oh! It turned out that it was a playful painting. The lady drew another picture of the woman in blue and sent her to the Third Prince's Mansion for her husband."

Brother, you can, you're so sarcastic!

The two explained in their hearts that the person wearing blue women's clothing was Yancangzhou. They asked her to draw the women's clothing giant Yancangzhou, and then sent him to the Three Princes' Mansion. It was obviously disgusting the Three Princes.

However, she likes it.

"Don't worry, my grandfather, I will definitely paint the third prince beautifully."

Feng Wuxin had the expression I had left all the things I understood to me, and he once again started painting women's clothing Yancangzhou.

Under the moonlight, a smiley woman in blue looked back and saw thousands of males screaming. At the end of the painting, Feng Wuxin wrote a sentence with a dog's brush.

The six palaces have no color, and they look back and smile and look charming.

Feng Wuxin thought that she was doing this was amazing, but she didn't expect that Mo Yi would deliberately ask someone to show the painting and ordered someone to quickly send it to the Third Prince's Mansion.

It is conceivable how ugly the face of Yancangzhou when he received this painting was.

At this time, the Three Princes' Mansion.

"Okay, very good, a six-breasted palace with no color, and a smile looks charming. Feng Wuxin, you are so literary!"

Yancangzhou's eyes were as cold as a knife. If Feng Wuxin had stood in front of him, he would have been cut into thousands of slices long ago.

"Prince, I'll burn the painting now."

"Leave."

The guards of the royal palace were about to throw the painting into the brazier, but were stopped by Yancangzhou.

He didn't understand what his master meant. This painting was clearly sent by Qiansui to humiliate the prince, so why did he stay there?

"I said that I like it very much, but the handwriting on the scroll is too sloppy, and I hope Qiansui will urge his wife to practice calligraphy."

"Yes, Prince, I will reply now."

The guards of the Three Princes' Mansion returned the gift, thousands of good rice papers, each piece of paper was hard to find, and they also received the words said by the Third Prince.

"Madam, I think what the third prince said makes sense. I will urge you to practice calligraphy tomorrow."

"My husband, that person has his own strengths, right? You see, I have good medical skills, cooking skills, and painting, so I will avoid this word."

Feng Wuxin shook her head and didn't practice calligraphy even if she beat her to death. It would be better to eat some delicious food to nourish her body. "Every afternoon, I will take an hour for my husband, so please remember."
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