Lan Wenqian carried a small basket and occasionally picked two fruits that she liked, thinking about this matter in her mind.
However, I am just thinking about it now. The specific operation depends on whether I want to enter this industry later, and then I will plan carefully. Moreover, even if she wants to do it, she does not have that much start-up capital now.
So, it’s better to enjoy yourself now and eat more fruits for three months.
Lan Wenqian knew the news that the Lin Mansion was moving to the south. Now, while they haven't left yet and the fruit trees are still there, she might as well eat and drink more.
Moreover, although she couldn't practice, the benefits she gained after eating for several days in a row were visible to the naked eye. At least she felt energetic all over her body. Her hands felt uncomfortable when she lifted something weighing ten or twenty kilograms, and her face became increasingly pale.
It's red and looks healthy.
In modern times, I am used to staying up late. I can't sleep at night and have to fall asleep at three or four in the morning. Now I can basically go to meet Zhou Gong as soon as I hit the pillow. Thinking of this, Lan Wenqian feels extremely comfortable.
It's not a waste of time to travel through time, the baldness crisis has been solved.
Lan Wenqian carried a bamboo basket full of fruits out of the orchard and walked to the yard at the back. There were fruits after today's meal.
"Sister Qian, I invite you to come over and have lunch with me." Before I took two steps, a maid came next to me.
Lan Wenqian took a closer look, it seemed like Mu Qing?
He looked at the other person in confusion and thought for a moment. He really didn't expect why Lin Wu wanted to call him over. He could only nodded, raised the small bamboo basket in his hand and said, "I'll take the things back first, and I'll follow you later."
past."
"It's okay, it's okay, let's go together." Mu Qing followed up with a smile, and his tone was very suspicious and insinuating: "Sister Qian, have you met the young lady before?"
"Are you talking about picking osmanthus together in the osmanthus forest that day?" After Mu Qing reminded Lan Wenqian, she immediately remembered that delicate and cute little girl. At that time, she put the osmanthus in her basket, with a warm and sweet smile on her face.
, it’s so easy to see that people’s hearts melt.
If there weren't other people around, Lan Wenqian would have really wanted to hold the little girl in her arms, kiss her, touch her, and caress her. She was so well-behaved, well-behaved and cute.
Lan Wenqian bent her eyes, and a warm smile appeared on her face unconsciously: "She is very cute. I like her very much."
"Really?" Mu Qing felt extremely comfortable when he heard this sentence. He felt like the treasure he had treasured for many years was recognized by everyone as soon as he took it out. He felt so happy and comfortable, just like drinking it in the dog days.
Like a bowl of ice water.
Then...then she took Lan Wenqian's hand with great enthusiasm and started to talk about the idols she has been a fan of for several years, big and small things, and any pictures that she thought were super cute and cute, she warmly recommended them to Lan Wenqian.
Lan Wenqian was unusually patient when listening to these trivial details, and from what Mu Qing said, even without seeing the scene, she felt that this little girl was really to her liking.
One spoke enthusiastically and the other listened enthusiastically. The atmosphere was exceptionally harmonious. Lan Wenqian put the small bamboo basket on the table without stopping. She turned around and greeted the servants in the yard before leaving with Mu Qing.
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When they arrived, their relationship was still a bit unfamiliar, and their speech was a bit reserved. Now when they left, they were holding hands. They looked more like sisters than real sisters, and their words and actions were very intimate.
Mu Qing, of course, wanted to brag about how good his young lady was, just like a parent who brags about how good his children are in front of outsiders and gets a few hundred points back.
Lan Wenqian, on the other hand, was like those little pigs who covet other people's cabbage, and her manner of speaking seemed to be trying to please her mother-in-law.
In fact, Lan Wenqian didn't quite understand that she was attracted to this little girl whom she had only met once. Moreover, Lan Wenqian felt vaguely familiar with the little girl's face, as if she had seen it somewhere.
Similar.
However, thinking of Lin Wu's face, Lan Wenqian felt that she had some explanation for her inexplicable affection for the little girl. It should be that when she sees a good-looking person, she always wants to pay more attention to her, right?
Everyone has a love for beauty.
Moreover, the little girl has a lovable personality. Maybe if she is a naughty child and she can't stand her temper, she will feel disgusted.
Lan Wenqian shook her head and laughed, keeping pace with Mu Qing.
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Cheng Muyan told the maid to invite Lan Wenqian over, then sat peacefully on the chair and waited for someone to wash and dress herself up.
To be honest, if it weren't for being too abrupt and arousing suspicion, Cheng Muyan actually wanted to bring the person into his courtyard and keep him under his nose.
The last time I knew that Lan Wenqian had lost her memory, I secretly checked her pulse for him. There was no spiritual power in her body. It was the same as Lin Wu's body before. It should be said that the three of them were in similar condition.
Then, he got his body because he broke the restriction that night, and Tu Qiansu seemed to have gained his body because the man disappeared after he was attacked that day. After that, a ball of spiritual power burst out from his body from time to time to increase his cultivation.
Thinking of this, Cheng Muyan frowned, because she had guessed so many of Qing Jiu's endings before, but she didn't expect this.
I couldn't help but curl my fingers. Could this guy really be so unlucky?
Cheng Muyan thought absentmindedly that the thing must be a product of the demon world. What it is exactly remains to be verified. After all, when he was young, he killed so many things and made many enemies. How could he remember that the thing he came here was?
What.
However, they must have mental power, and Qingjiu also has mental power. These two guys must have been hiding somewhere to fight, so they didn't come out for a long time.
Of course, this is just a guess, and even if he guesses correctly, Cheng Muyan can't go over to help. He doesn't even know where they are, and Cheng Muyan doesn't have the magic power to directly locate and land.
Therefore, after thinking for a while, Cheng Muyan relaxed her mind. There was no point worrying anyway, so she stopped worrying. Worrying was in vain. It was better to protect the people around her first.
These days, Cheng Muyan is not only setting up formations in her and Tu Qiansu's room, but also drawing talismans. However, because the Dantian is sealed and the body's spiritual energy is not enough, the power of the talismans drawn is never very strong. It can only be said that it is barely
Barely able to withstand the attack from the spiritual master.
However, Cheng Muyan had no other choice but to keep drawing the talisman until his hands were turned into chicken claws. Every night, Jin Qiu helped massage and rub the ointment.