Perhaps because of the warm bed and room, Li Chengfeng's sleep quality has improved a lot.

After sleeping until eight o'clock in the morning, Li Chengfeng slowly woke up from the bed and stretched.

"This is the happiest thing in winter!"

Li Chengfeng took a hand warmer bag filled with hot water and came to the hall.

Today, the temperature in Chang'an City dropped again, and the strong wind outside the hall was whistling.

Li Chengfeng was sitting leisurely in the hall drinking tea.

"It's so strong today, I guess that girl Li Lizhi won't come!"

"The artistic conception outside the door today is very good, and it's better to have a painting."

Li Chengfeng took two sips of tea, took out rice paper and brush, and picked up the pen to outline the bleak autumn scenery.

Half an hour later, the autumn scenery full of solemnity and murderous aura appeared on the paper.

"It seems that my painting skills have improved again!"

Li Chengfeng put down the pen in his hand with satisfaction.

At this moment, Wu Xu's voice came from outside the door: "Sir Eighth Prince, are you here?"

Li Chengfeng opened the door and saw Wu Xu, who was shaking in the cold, and welcomed him in.

"The weather is getting colder and colder, and my robe can't stop the wind!"

Wu Xu was complaining while walking into the house.

When she walked into the house, she suddenly felt like she was back to the warmth of spring.

The ground under my feet is no longer as cold as iron, but is very warm, like a warm stove under my feet.

Not only did it lose the biting chill, but Wu Xu even felt a little hot.

"What's going on? Eighth Prince, have you put the stove under this ground?"

Wu Xu asked Li Chengfeng beside him in confusion.

"Xiao Wu, I'll tell you this question later! Come and cover your hands with this!"

Li Chengfeng knew about Wu Xu's problem, so he took a hand warmer bag filled with hot water and handed it over.

Wu Xu took the bag handed over by Li Chengfeng and looked at it carefully.

At this time, the temperature of the hand warmer bag is just right, it is extremely warm but not hot at all.

Wu Xu touched the hand warmer bag in his hand and couldn't let it go.

"What's this? It's so warm!"

Wu Xu put the handheld bag on his face and rolled it, and his little face, which was frozen pale, began to turn blood.

"I'll tell you one by one, have you seen the carpet on the ground?"

Li Chengfeng took a sip of tea and explained to Wu Xu with a smile.

Wu Xu looked at the gray carpet on the ground, which was covered with cashmere wool.

The silk threads on the carpet are all made of silver threads that are almost exquisite, luxurious and atmospheric.

She reached out and touched the carpet, and a warm smell came from the carpet.

"How come there is a warm heat coming from this carpet? There is no stove underneath!"

Wu Xu opened the carpet and looked under the carpet, but found no trace of the stove.

"This is called an electric blanket, and there is a constant stream of heat coming out of it."

"But there is no risk of Mars or fire!"

"And the duration is much longer than the stove!"

Li Chengfeng slowly explained to Wu Xu the function and ingenuity of electric blankets.

When Wu Xu's eyes turned into starry eyes when he heard Li Chengfeng's words, he was extremely shocked.

"With such a treasure, you no longer have to be afraid of the cold this autumn and winter!" Wu Xu sighed.

"So what is this?" Wu Xu raised the hand warmer bag in his hand.

"That means you can dissipate heat by just pouring hot water in it."

"Although the heat is not as high as the electric blanket, it is very suitable to warm your hands and face!"

"And that one can be easily carried, usually go out!"

Li Chengfeng looked at Wu Xudao, who was already in love with hand warmers.

After listening to Li Chengfeng's explanation, Wu Xu became more interested and looked at the hand-warming bag in his hand and looked a little reluctant.

"This is very precious! I'd better give it to you! Brother Feng'er!" Wu Xu handed the handheld bag in his hand to Li Chengfeng.

Li Chengfeng saw the reluctance in Wu Xu's eyes and held down her hand that had handed the hand warmer bag.

"No, I gave this to you!"

"This is really for me!"

Wu Xu was still a little confused, but his hand holding the hand warmer bag quickly took it back.

"It's for you, but there's a small condition!"

Li Chengfeng saw through Wu Xu's little thoughts and nodded.

"That's great. I'll make sure I'll do it if I have any requirements!"

Wu Xu put the handheld bag in his arms and agreed with joy.

"Okay OK, no one snatches your handheld bag!"

"Go and call Li Lizhi, that girl, too, and I'll prepare it for her!" Li Chengfeng bowed and said.

"I'll call her over now!"

Wu Xu jumped and left the Zhenwang Mansion and ran directly to Li Lizhi's residence.

"Xiao Wu is still like this!" Wu Xu shook his head as he looked at Wu Xu's back as he left.

Plug the hot water bag in his hand to recharge, and Li Chengfeng continued to carve his paintings.

Yesterday, after he exchanged some simple hot water bags, he bought this electric hot water bag in the mall.

Those hand warmers containing hot water are used to give to Li Lizhi and the others.

After all, not everyone is like him, with a complete set of power generation and storage devices at home.

Half an hour later, Wu Xu pulled Li Lizhi and the others to the gate of the Town Prince's Mansion panting.

"Hey hey! Why did you ask me to come here? The weather is so cold, what's so anxious?"

"Do you want to play mahjong again?"

"I tell you, if it wasn't for the time it was too cold today, I would have gone to play cards with Brother Feng'er!"

Li Lizhi wrapped in a thick fox fur coat and kept asking Wu Xu about the purpose of bringing her over.

"Oh, I'll know when you arrive!"

Wu Xu didn't want to waste time explaining to Li Lizhi, and just wanted to take Li Lizhi over.

The two of them came to the hall noisy.

At this time, Li Chengfeng was focusing on painting, ignoring the two people walking in.

The two people who had just walked into the room saw Li Chengfeng painting and became quiet in an instant.

Even Li Lizhi, who was so stupid along the way, closed her mouth.

At this time, the aura of the whole person was deep and distant.

The small figure gives people the feeling of a melancholy and elegant young man.

His strokes outline a bleak autumn scene.

A quarter of an hour later, Li Chengfeng stopped writing and found Li Lizhi and the others.

"Huo! What are you doing here? I was shocked!"

Li Chengfeng was withdrawn from the artistic conception of the painting and returned to his original temperament.

Li Lizhi and Wu Xu were staring at Li Chengfeng's masterpiece as if they hadn't heard it.

The white rice paper is painted with sparse pavilions, thin branches falling leaves, and a lot of white space.

Just a few strokes depict the withered autumn vividly.

After watching Li Lizhi and Wu Xu, they couldn't calm down for a long time. The meaning in the painting overflowed and brought them into the scene.

"Wake up!" Li Chengfeng pushed Li Lizhi and the others lightly.

Only then did the two of them completely get out of the scene.

"By the way, Wu Xu, why are you asking me to come over? Are you going to have a few laps?" Li Lizhi asked Wu Xu.

"Hehe, just ask the Eighth Prince!"

Wu Xu sat cross-legged on the carpet and placed his hands on the hot water bag that came out of his knees.
Chapter completed!