Chang Le's face turned even more bitter when he heard this.
She could remember that when she first met Di Renjie, Qin Wenyuan said he knew a little bit about it.
result……
Yesterday, we were able to solve a fake case that even the county magistrate made a mistake in!
Does this mean you understand something?!
At this time, Qin Wenyuan cast his eyes at Changle: "Madam, how many times did you smoke just now?"
"Twice, both times were lotuses."
Are they all lotuses?
Qin Wenyuan was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Madam, do you want to twitch again to see what else is there?"
Changle looked at it, looked at the gadgets as rewards, and nodded.
Although she is said to be a princess, she has never been exposed to those folk gadgets, so she naturally prefers them.
Qin Wenyuan saw Chang Le's thoughts, gave the old man some winnings, and reached into the blind box.
There were a lot of papers in the box. Qin Wenyuan reached in and stirred it up. When he pulled it out, he was surprised to find "person" written on the small piece of paper in his hand.
The old man slapped his head and apologized: "Oh, sir, unfortunately, this is probably the most difficult thing to draw in our shop. In human terms, it is not as simple as transitive."
"Oh? I don't think so."
Qin Wenyuan held the pen and thought for a long time. He glanced at Chang Le and said with a smile: "Madam, I wonder if I, as a husband, could draw an ink drawing for you."
"Only by painting your portrait will my husband be more energetic."
"Okay, okay!" Changle nodded happily.
Because of the example of Di Renjie, Changle felt that her husband must be very good at painting.
In my heart, I couldn't help but look forward to it.
I keep thinking about how I will be painted by my husband.
Looking at the somewhat shy Chang Le, Qin Wenyuan held the brush in a decent manner and began to draw strokes one by one.
After all, the painting is about people, so it shouldn’t end so soon.
As he was painting, more and more people gathered here.
"Hiss, this painting is so expressive."
"I see that this broken hair is exactly the same as this girl's."
"It's amazing, it's amazing, the painting is really great."
Changle listened to the praises of the people around him and looked forward to her husband's achievements more and more.
After a few strokes, a portrait of Changle appeared on the paper.
The old man took it and looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but look at Qin Wenyuan a few more times.
"Unexpectedly, a master of strokes came to my shop today."
The old man couldn't help but marveled: "The master's painting method can actually make people look so similar, just like the master's exaggeration of his wife's painting skills. It's wonderful, it's really wonderful."
Qin Wenyuan pretended to smile modestly.
Changle took a look and saw that he was shy in the painting, just like a lotus flower that was unsullied from the mud.
just like……
It was as if she had been protected by Qin Wenyuan from any harm.
Suddenly, my heart felt sweet, and I cast an admiring look at Qin Wenyuan.
"I didn't expect that my husband can draw so well and wonderfully. It's really wonderful."
Like the old man, she imitated Qin Wenyuan's compliments and praised her back.
Qin Wenyuan laughed out loud, and caressed Chang Le's messy hair, "Isn't this Mrs. Painting of you? You should be more serious."
The old man on the side couldn't bear it when he heard this, and quickly got them prizes.
Changle took it with a smile on his face, and then said: "Old man, can I...can I take that painting away?"
"Okay, okay." The old man nodded with a smile.
Afterwards, Qin Wenyuan and Chang Le took the prizes they deserved and walked to the restaurant.
"Husband, the lotus flowers there are so beautiful!" On the way, Changle was once again attracted by the beautiful lotus flowers.
Qin Wenyuan looked at the lotus flowers in the distance and said with a half-smile, "Yeah, it's pretty good."
He held Changle's little hand in one hand and held the Kongming Lantern in the other.
And, that pink Kongming Lantern also has a lotus painted on it.
…………
dark night.
One of the houses in a residential area completely immersed in darkness.
There are four people discussing things.
These four people were all shrouded in black robes, making it difficult for anyone to know what they looked like.
"Master, why didn't you come here today? That young master of the Lu family has already agreed to the plan. The plan against Qin Wenyuan has obviously reached the final stage." A man in black robe asked.
"Nanyun, the master's whereabouts are uncertain. It is impossible for you and me to know." Another man in black robe said.
The black-robed man known as Nanyun snorted coldly, "If you ask me, the master is too cautious. I don't think this Qin Wenyuan is anything special. I had direct contact with him a few days ago, but he was...
Didn't recognize me."
"For Qin Wenyuan, even if that plan succeeds, Xihe will die because of it. Is it really worth it?"
Xihe sighed: "Well, none of us can guess what the master is thinking. What's more, I don't have much time left. It is also my wish to let me shine with the last light for the rest of my life."
"Besides, it's better to be cautious. After all, Qin Wenyuan has twelve shadow thorns under his command. Lord Tianxuan was killed by Hu Guang back then."
"It's definitely a good idea to be careful when sailing a ship that lasts ten thousand years."
At this time, Kitano, who had been silent all this time, said: "Master is here."
The next moment, there was a "creak" and the wooden door was gently pushed open.
Yu Heng, who was completely covered in black robes, walked in and glanced at the four of them.
He took a deep look at Nanyun, and then said calmly: "The plan will begin in one day."
Hearing these words, all four of them started to breathe quickly.