[69 Book Bar-www.] Mo Qingwu was thinking about whether to tell Ji Jingyun and Feng Qianjue the truth about that year when they met next time. I wonder if they would believe in themselves? If they believed in themselves, then
I wonder if they will help them?
There is also the man in black. Is he Hong Hyun himself? Why did his eyes suddenly become shocked and confused when he saw him? Who is he...?
The scattered thoughts made Mo Qingwu a little irritated. He simply shook his head and ignored it. If he didn't have to escape for the time being, he would not realize his highest life ideal in his previous life and be a silly rice.
The insect, but it is imprisoned in the house, and the rice insect without freedom, Mo Qingwu stayed in the house for a long time, feeling depressed, and sighed in her heart, Alas, it seems that people are really as the poem says, life is sincere
It is precious, love is more expensive. If it is for freedom, both can be abandoned. People who have never lost their freedom will definitely not experience this feeling.
Continue to prepare poison?
Mo Qingwu sighed. Recently, the child of Xiao Lianhong has become more and more naughty. He often lie outside the window to peek when he is mixing poison. The child is extremely smart and has a very high understanding, so it is usually
If you show him a look, he will be able to make high-quality imitations quickly, so he doesn't dare to configure them easily now, for fear that the baby will be exposed to poison for a long time and one day he will harm him.
Besides, Hong Hydrogen is not here now, and no one carefully prepares health medicines for him to take a bath to achieve the effect of strengthening the body.
Mo Qingwu gradually gave up his thoughts in his heart that he wanted to dispose of poisons. However, since he couldn't be a waste of money and idle rice worm, he should be a hardworking rice worm!
Suddenly I remembered that Aunt Jin, who promised the embroidery workshop, wanted to draw some tricks for her, and she would work harder to earn money. Now the accounts of Mingxianglou are only available but not in. Although she had silver before, she did it when she thought about it, but now she was in the situation.
Different. Thinking of this, Mo Qingwu walked to the desk, sat down, and began to draw patterns.
I drew some normal flowers and plants, such as tulips and cosmos that were never seen in this era. In fact, the shapes of these flowers can be colorful. Even if the roses that Aunt Jin had seen, she could draw a few more.
There are ten different styles. After all, I have been exposed to graphic design in my previous life. Although my painting skills are not as good as those professionals, they are also better than ordinary people.
After drawing a few pictures, I felt bored, and evil thoughts arose in my heart. Mo Qingwu suppressed her laughter and drew a few Q-version comic piglets, one by one, one with fat heads and big ears, extremely funny and cute. Mu Zi brought lunch to her.
, I liked the piglets she drew: "Miss is so unique. Drawing the ugly and stupid piglets so cute will definitely make the young masters and ladies in the capital like this."
Seeing that she liked her so much, Mo Qingwu smiled and said, "When Aunt Jin's sample is made, I'll give you two."
"Really?" Her eyes lit up and she smiled so hard that she lost her eyes. "Thank you, Miss, I am so nice to Mu Zi, and I am the smartest and most capable person Mu Zi has ever seen."
"It's great, don't flatter me." Mo Qingwu glanced at her and cursed with a smile, "Are you hungry? Sit down and have dinner together."
"Miss, how could Mu Zi be so unruly and have dinner with the lady?" Mu Zi waved her hand and shook her head, looking panicked.
Mo Qingwu now knows the rules of this country. The ladies of wealthy families all hold small kitchens and eat in their own room, but the other girls, servants, and guards all surround the tables in the canteen.
"Where do I have so many rules here?" Mo Qingwu put down her pen and said lightly, "Don't worry about someone scolding you. Now you are mine, so just do what I said."
"Thank you, Miss." Mu Zi restrained her naughtyness. At this moment, she was so moved that tears were about to fall. Mo Qingwu smiled and handed over a pair of chopsticks in front of her.
"Okay, let's have a meal." Mo Qingwu patted her shoulder, turned around, and suddenly saw that there were more people in the room, and was stunned.
Phoenix Gardenia?
When did he come in? Mo Qingwu looked at his expressionless face, smiled, and said softly: "Have your Highness the Second Prince had lunch?"
He frowned, looked at her, and said nothing. Mo Qingwu ignored him and turned to Mu Zi and said, "Mu Zi, add some dishes and chopsticks to His Highness the Second Prince, and then bring a pot of wine."
Mu Zi responded and went out. Mo Qingwu sat at the table. He looked up and saw that he was still standing straight. He smiled and said, "Does His Highness the Second Prince want to stand there all the time?"
Feng Zhisu sat silently, still silent.
Mo Qingwu looked at his expressionless face, and his black clothes could not hide his extraordinary heroic posture. He was born with a magnificent aura of kings over the world. His handsome facial features seemed to be carved out of marble, with clear edges and angular lines and sharp and deep eyes.
I don't feel that I give people a sense of oppression!
He must be very angry now. The one thousand taels of gold that night made him think that she would be his forbidden body. He could seek her at will, and she would die if she wanted her to live, and she would die if she wanted her to die.
I never thought that overnight, she became a pet raised by others, and could see and touch it, but she could no longer let him get involved. This feeling of losing control... Mo Qingwu smiled, probably not feeling well.
Mu Zi brought the wine, arranged the dishes and chopsticks, and cleverly left the room.
Mo Qingwu put a wine glass in front of him, picked up the wine pot, poured him a glass of wine. His eyes moved away from her face, fell out of the window, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, but was still speechless.
She smiled faintly and filled him with it. Since she came to this world, her relationship with him has never been as calm as she has today. What kind of thing does she ignore his calm appearance?
Undercurrents. I just felt that this feeling was really not bad. She stood in front of him, but he couldn't recognize her and could only look at the distance between them, but could not touch each other, as if the world was separated in his heart.
Fengzhi Millet, Fengzhi Millet, now you have a trace of regret in your heart?
He didn't say anything, but just drank the wine she poured him silently. She poured a glass of it, and he drank a glass of it, and he didn't pour it, and he didn't make a fuss, and he didn't move. His eyes looked out the window indifferently until he fell into the table by drunkenness.
, never saw her again.
Mo Qingwu looked out the window, and the cool breeze was blowing. The lush tree was sparse and desolate in just a few days. I suddenly realized that summer had passed and autumn had come...
Mo Qingwu asked Mu Zi to inform Mier and took away the drunk Feng Zhisu.
After Mier asked Gui Nu to take Feng Zhisu away, she stayed in her room, without any intention of leaving. Mo Qingwu tilted her head to look at him and smiled: "Do you tell me if Mier has something to do?"