Leng Changxi walked around the room and finally stopped by the desk. She looked at the bare desk and couldn't help but sneer in her heart. This King Xi was so thorough in guarding her that he didn't even leave a piece of paper. If
If you send someone to get it, you will definitely put yourself in front of him.
The first plan of the Thirty-six Stratagems is to hide the sky from the sky and cross the sea. It is explained like this: When you prepare for the Zhou Dynasty, you will be lazy, and if you are familiar with it, you will not doubt it. Yin is within Yang, and it is no longer the opposite of Yang. Sun, Taiyin. Since you want to hide the sky from King Xi, you must first
You have to expose yourself to him!
"Qingtao, go get me pen, ink, paper and inkstone. I want to draw." Leng Changxi sat down at the desk coolly and ordered Qingtao in a raised voice.
After receiving the order, Qingtao silently exited. Leng Changxi then stood up, walked to the closet, opened the closet and took a look. As she expected, she saw neat and brand-new clothes. It seemed that King Xi had already settled down and she was entering the palace today.
She was in a hurry and would not carry any luggage. To be more precise, King Xi had already dug such a hole and planned for her to jump in. However, when she jumped in, what good would King Xi do to her?
It’s unknown.
After half a stick of incense, Qing Tao entered the room with a plate and respectfully arranged the pens, inks, paper and inkstones on the plate neatly on the table one by one: "Miss, I brought back the pens, inks, paper and inkstones."
Leng Changxi nodded and told her to grind the ink aside, while she picked out a bunch of wolf hair and tried the feel.
Leng Changxi has never known anything about chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child. Anyone who knows her a little bit knows that according to the evaluation of talented women in this era, this guy can actually be classified as a idiot. However, such a person
Idiot, I suddenly want to draw now. Fortunately, I am waiting on the side of Qingtao who knows nothing. If she is Lingshan or Lingfeng, she will inevitably get a few more looks.
Leng Changxi spread out the rice paper, rolled up her sleeves handsomely, took a deep breath, dipped her pen and ink, and began to draw on the paper with Qing Tao's expectation.
Her posture is reminiscent of Zhu Zhishan in the movie Tang Bohu and Qiuxiang played by Stephen Chow. She started writing with great momentum, and finally only drew a picture of a chicken pecking at rice in the middle of a huge white paper.
Sure enough, Leng Changxi's final result was no different from that of Zhu Zhishan. With just one stroke of her pen, it turned out to be a modern children's painting! To put it bluntly, children can draw better than her.
Qing Tao, who was full of expectations on the side, when she glanced at Leng Changxi's painting, her lips slowly opened, her eyes twitched slightly, she glanced at Leng Changxi in disbelief, and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.
Leng Changxi drew and rubbed one piece, as if she was dissatisfied. After a while, a layer of paper was spread on the ground. Qing Tao looked at the things she drew, and they were all the same - they were all incomprehensible children's drawings.
, but the painting would be destroyed every time. I really couldn't understand her thoughts. I wanted to ask, but I was a little afraid of Leng Changxi. In the end, I didn't say anything and stood aside silently.
When the rice paper she brought was finally used up, Leng Changxi let out a long sigh, picked up the paintings on the ground again, spread them out neatly one by one, and then handed them all to Qing Tao and said: "Help me give them to the Chen family.
Mr. Chen from Jiaozipu, ask him how my painting went this time."
Qingtao took over the children's paintings, not only her hands were shaking, but her heart was shaking as well. She felt very sorry for Mr. Chen.
Looking at Qing Tao's disappearing figure, Leng Changxi's mouth showed a meaningful smile. Of course, those paintings had something inside them. They were letters sent to Chen Shaoxuan and the others. She painted them into pictures because she couldn't trust Qing Tao.
, a person who can easily betray her master is always ready to betray you.
Qingtao walked to the door with those paintings and was stopped. Li Bo took Leng Changxi's children's paintings from her hands and looked at them one by one. His brows tightened a little more every time he looked at them. Finally, he came to the conclusion
The conclusion can be summed up in just five words - you should not judge a person by his appearance!
The backyard of Chenjiajiaozipu looked particularly desolate because of Leng Changxi's departure. There was no smile on almost everyone's face, and the servants were all cautious in doing things, fearing that one might accidentally become a punching bag.
Li Xueyan and Yang Jian played around with the pursuers, and finally watched them leave angrily. Then the two returned to Chen's Jiaozi Shop. Unexpectedly, as soon as they stepped into the backyard, Li Xueyan noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere.
She walked slowly to Lingfeng who was sitting on the corridor, looked at his serious face, pushed him, and asked in confusion: "Hey, why are you looking like a mourner, you're dead?
"
Hearing this, a trace of cruelty flashed across Lingfeng's eyes, and he moved his wrist lightly. Suddenly, the soft sword at his waist wrapped around Li Xueyan's hand.
"Hey, you, you, why are you like this..." Li Xueyan was shocked in her heart and did not dare to move. She just widened her eyes and stared at Lingfeng fiercely.
"Take back what you said!" Lingfeng interrupted her coldly: "Take back what you just said!"
The violence in his tone frightened Li Xueyan. Yang Jian, who was admitted to the hospital later, saw the conflict between the two and rushed over. He stopped in front of Li Xueyan and said: "Lingfeng, please put your sword away first. Xueyan has always been very carefree.
, if you say something unpleasant, you still treat me to a large number of adults."
After hearing Yang Jian's words, Lingfeng took a deep look at Li Xueyan, turned his wrist slightly, and the soft sword returned to his waist in an instant. Li Xueyan was free, touched his wrist, stuck out his tongue at him, and then hid behind Yang Jian
Behind him: "Didn't I just ask him what's wrong? He looked lifeless! Humph!"
Yang Jian secretly pulled Li Xueyan, glared at this unabashed scumbag, then looked at Lingfeng, and slowly asked: "Have Miss Leng and my fifth junior brother arrived at Prince Xi's Mansion safely?"
"We arrived, but they only let her in. Mr. Chen was blocked outside instead." Lingfeng's face was solemn. He and Lingshan went to inquire about the news before, but they found that Prince Xi's palace was heavily guarded, let alone sneaking in.
, not even a shred of news can be revealed. Therefore, I am even more worried.
When Yang Jian heard this, his face became a little more solemn, and he speculated: "Will it come out later?"
Lingfeng shook his head: "I'm afraid he is under house arrest."
When Li Xueyan heard what Lingfeng said, she took a deep breath and covered her mouth with her hand. No wonder Lingfeng was angry when she just said that. A trace of guilt flashed in her eyes, as well as a little anxiety.
"Your master has been arrested, what are you still doing here? Why don't you hurry up and save her!" Li Xueyan was impatient, and she pushed Lingfeng.
But he was caught back by Yang Jian: "Don't make fun of me. If you don't save me, there is a reason why you shouldn't save me."
Li Xueyan threw Yang Jian's hand away angrily, stamped her feet and turned back to the house.
Lingfeng leaned against the pillar and clenched his fists. He had no clue now and could only wait for news from Chen Shaoxuan.