Qi Meng Xuanji

All the craftsmen in Starry Valley were dispatched, and it took a whole month to build the bathroom. Yi Qingyun looked around and was so envious that he even said that the little girl would enjoy it, so he turned around and arrested the craftsmen and ordered them to do the same. Build one myself.

Except for the bathroom, it is the toilet, the U-shaped pipe sewer septic tank, these things are not difficult to understand. Several young men dug the tank in a few days, which is the casting of the toilet U-shaped pipe.

Xuanji started construction in the valley, and soon the housekeepers followed suit, and everyone admired her all sorts of ideas.

For more than a month, Xuanji not only had a bathroom and toilet, but also a bunch of strange but comfortable chairs, as well as charcoal pens that are particularly convenient for writing, etc., and she has lived a happy modern well-off life.

This day, Xuanji asked a craftsman to make a hanging basket chair next to Yi Qingyun's flower garden, and explained the drawings clearly. Xuanji put the craftsman aside and ran into the flower garden to see how Yi Qingyun's Kawang plan was progressing.

The two sentenced to the left, and slowly began to talk about the "big things" that Xuanji had done recently.

Yi Qingyun joked: "You will get married sooner or later, and you won't be able to enjoy it for long."

Xuanji said indifferently: "I didn't plan to leave for long, I will come back sooner or later."

"You don't even think about when Shen Jian will be divorced before you get married?! Poor, why is it so bad for Shen Jian to make you hate him so much?" Yi Qingyun cried strangely, and he really sympathizes with Shen Jian now. Up.

"It's not his problem, it's that I can't adapt to his life. We are originally from two worlds, and we want different things."

This topic is obviously a bit deep. Yi Qingyun was originally as long as her sister is happy and everything is good, so she didn't bother to ask her to annoy her, so she immediately changed the topic and began to brag about her research results.

In the evening, Xuanji returned to the room after taking a shower and heard the familiar cooing sound by the window. After opening the window, Zhao Jianshen’s pigeon arrived.

Zhao Jianshen's letter is very simple, with only one word: people.

Xuan Ji flatly said, "I'm really a master, I'm proficient in guessing couplets and poetry, huh!"

Zhao Jianshen wanted Xuanji to write letters every day. Xuanji didn't dare to resist clearly, so she would definitely write some riddles to him, hoping that he would not be ashamed and angry to save her from writing reports every day, but each time ended in failure.

The mystery presented yesterday is an animal that walked on four legs as a child, walked on two legs when he was older, and walked on three legs when he was old. Sure enough, he solved it easily.

The "stock" in Xuanji's belly has been used almost, and from this one-word letter, she also faintly guessed that the big devil was irritated by his provocative behavior, and he must continue playing with fire unless he is not allowed to let him in this life He caught it, otherwise he would have died miserably.

What should I write to him today? When writing about daily life, it is inevitable to mention Yi Qingyun and Luo Yang. It is estimated that he will be unhappy when he sees it. Writing about building a house for autumn will make him see that he intends to live in Starry Valley, which is another troublesome thing.

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After thinking about it, I suddenly saw the homemade charcoal pencil on the table. I had the idea to draw a sketch portrait for him. If this flattering shot it, the big devil will definitely be in a good mood and don't miss the old evil!

Xuanji learned to paint from her mother in her previous life, and she is far away from her major, but ordinary portrait sketches can still be seen.

Although the real person was not in front of him, Xuanji was already too familiar with the face, and didn't hesitate to write. Unfortunately, the paper is not a special sketch paper, so the effect of drawing is slightly worse.

When the candle was about to burn out, Xuanji finished the last stroke, took a long breath, looked up and found that the time had passed and I don't know how long. Homing pigeons are quite human, they do not leave, they just jump around on the table and make cooing sounds from time to time.

Looking at the painting last, thinking of Zhao Jianshen's charming look like a smile but a smile, his heartbeat suddenly rose inexplicably.

Hopeless! Looking at a portrait can be a nympho!

Xuanji didn't dare to look any more, quickly cleaned up the excess charcoal powder on the painting, folded it carefully, and stuffed it into the small tube at the feet of the pigeon.

This night, Xuanji rarely slept well. The face of the Great Devil swayed in his dreams all night. Sometimes gentle, sometimes insidious, sometimes smiling, sometimes unkind, sometimes unpredictable, sometimes charming, sometimes like a face Frost

The things Ning Guo wanted to do went well, but the prince Ji Guo was in a bad mood, because although a certain unscrupulous woman wrote every day obediently, she didn’t care if she didn’t talk about love, and she owed her every day for a month. The correspondence has become "testing you every day", and the topics have been updated from the old to new ones. From the poetry couplets to the guessing and testing of characters, he just didn't make his debut arithmetic problems for him to calculate.

At the beginning, the prince-sama still found it interesting, and he treated it as a little trouble for him by his lover, and didn't take it seriously, but the more outrageous it later became, the more unnamed anger grew.

Zhao Zhenglan, who had to face his subordinates every day, clearly felt the seriousness of the problem, but in this era of inconvenience in communication, there was no way to inform Xuanji to accept it when he was good. He could only watch the Prince's face getting darker day by day. , Secretly complained why Xuanji always angered the prince.

At noon, I received another letter from Xuanji. Zhao Zheng sent the paper roll to Zhao Jianshen in fear, and prayed secretly that this girl would not continue to write exam questions, otherwise the master would rush, and now they can’t do anything to her, but they Just suffered. The prince was in a bad mood, and he didn't need to behave to them. The momentum alone was enough to make them restless like walking on thin ice.

Zhao Jianshen's face was plain and flat, but his heart was ups and downs. Not only was he happy that Xuanji's handwriting arrived on schedule, but also worried that the content on it would disappoint him. The secret letter sent by the spies of the Ning State Palace did not make him feel this way repeatedly.

Slowly unfolding the thin sheet of paper, Zhao Jianshen saw the plain and vivid portraits on the paper that seemed to highlight the surface of the paper. He was astonished at the special technique of the portraits, and a burst of ecstasy surged in his heart - this was painted by Xuanji. portrait!

Zhao Jianshen only felt that the monstrous fire that had accumulated in this month suddenly met nine cold days, and disappeared completely in a flash. The rest was sweet and warm, and his anxious heart seemed to be gently touched by a gentle little hand. Two times, unspeakably comfortable.

When I write this, I think of my pen pal and e-mail chat, hehe.

Although the big devil was black enough and scary enough, Xuanji could actually influence his emotions easily.

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