Belch!

Mu Qingge blinked, I don't know what he said, she didn't do anything to understand or not, right?

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At this point, the housekeeper Mo was almost finished, and he said, "Madam, the ink is polished, do you need to move a more comfortable chair for you?"

"Don't bother, I'm better standing. Mu Qingge said as he pulled out the white paper neatly and skillfully with one hand, and at the same time pinched the brush and dipped it in ink.

The butler watched her movements, and surprise flashed in his eyes.

As far as he knew, his wife had been blind since she was a child, and her eyes were only cured the day before she was married. Therefore, he was very surprised, how could such a person have such a skillful action of drawing paper and dipping ink?

He is a very well-behaved person, he should not squint when the master writes something, but he can't suppress his curiosity, and when Mu Qingge puts down the pen, he can't help but poke his eyes over and take a look.

At a glance, he was overwhelmed by the handwriting printed on the paper.

It was the first time he had seen a woman write such vigorous and powerful words, and what was even more rare was that her words were vigorous and powerful without losing their beauty and delicateness.

However, he only glanced at it, and then took a few steps back and stepped back to the side.

The housekeeper thought that Mu Qingge was standing and waving because she didn't have much to write, but he found that he was wrong.

And it's a big mistake!

Because, this time, Mu Qingge's stop is an hour!

After Mu Qingge stood for half an hour, the housekeeper couldn't help but look up and wanted to tell Mu Qingge to rest, but before he could speak, he found that she was quickly scribbling on the paper, and her movements didn't look like she was writing, but like painting.

Paint?

Why do you paint in the middle of the night?

It's already midnight, and the housekeeper doesn't feel tired, but the weather is cold, although Mu Qingge is wearing a cloak, but he is also afraid that she will catch a cold.

For this reason, he was about to open his mouth to persuade Mu Qingge to go back to rest, but he saw that although Mu Qingge was painting, her movements were not careful, she seemed to be a little anxious, her movements were more neat than writing, and her pen seemed to be windy, full of pride, without hesitation!

The housekeeper has lived for decades and has become a refined, looking at Mu Qingge like this, after thinking about it, he decided not to disturb her.

However, he couldn't have imagined that Mu Qingge would get it for an hour!

Seeing that the paper on the table that had been waved by Mu Qingge had been folded with a thick layer, the housekeeper couldn't help but sweat coldly!

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been tired of maintaining such fast movements, writing and drawing, but Mu Qingge had always maintained that speed, which made the usually calm housekeeper couldn't help but be taken aback!

Secretly, this new lady is really different, and she can have such tenacity and patience!

An hour later, Mu Qingge finally stopped writing, and the housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief.

After writing and painting for so long, Mu Qingge's hands were already tired, and after she finished drawing, she immediately threw away the pen and breathed a long sigh of relief, "Whew! I'm tired!"

After that, she shook her sore hand and said to the butler, "Butler, come here, I have something to tell you." ”

"Yes!" the butler hurriedly stepped forward, "Madame, please command." ”

Mu Qingge pinched up the paper she had drawn, and said while handing it to the housekeeper: "I am in a hurry to use the things drawn on these drawings, if you can, it is best to make them for me before noon tomorrow." ”

The butler listened, looked down at the paper, and found some strange utensils drawn on the paper, and the utensils were drawn very realistically, almost like the real thing.

A piece of paper is painted with a device, and the other empty spaces on the paper are densely written with descriptions of the various properties, shapes, and details of the equipment on the paper.

Although the butler only saw the top one of the piles of papers, he could already guess that this pile of papers should be similar to this one.

According to his experience, there are at least fifteen or sixteen sheets of paper.

For this reason, the housekeeper couldn't help but be taken aback again, he couldn't believe that a person could draw so many vivid pictures and write so many words in such a short time!

Moreover, there is not a trace of scribbling on the handwriting, all of them are beautiful and neat!

"These paintings are for you to help me build things. Mu Qingge still had something to order, and as she spoke, she picked up another pile of paper that she had placed on a stool in order not to get in the way of the tabletop, and said, "I need these medicinal materials, I need them when I get up tomorrow morning." ”

The butler was dumbfounded, and his hands couldn't move.

Originally, these drawings in his hand were enough to surprise him, and there were still them?!

Mu Qingge saw that the housekeeper didn't take the paper, and wondered: "What, is it that there are too many things to do, and if you can't do it, you ...... it."

"No, no, no, yes, the old slave will do it. The housekeeper hurriedly took the paper, bowed to Mu Qingge and said, "Madam, you have been here for so long, your hands and feet should be cold, why don't I let someone boil a bucket of hot water for you to soak your hands and feet?"

Mu Qingge stretched his waist and said lazily: "No, don't bother, if you want to warm up my hands and feet, I'll just run two or three laps in the room by myself." ”

The housekeeper didn't expect Mu Qingge to say this, so he was stunned for a moment, and he was very convinced, and responded respectfully: "Yes!"

After he finished speaking, he saw that Mu Qingge hadn't left the front hall yet, and couldn't help but say, "Madam, it's going to be dawn in two hours, so you better go back and rest quickly." ”

Mu Qingge was actually sleepy, she yawned, her eyes staring at the door, "It's been so long, why hasn't the black-hearted ghost come back after entering the palace?"

Could it be that Rong Ying's injuries are very serious?

Thinking like this, Mu Qingge's original drowsiness was almost driven away at once.

"This old slave doesn't know. The housekeeper urged: "Madam, you better go back and rest quickly, if the prince comes back, can the old slave let someone call you up?"

"It's fine. Mu Qingge also felt that it was useless to worry blindly, but hindered others from resting. She said to the housekeeper, "I've worked hard for you, and you will go to rest too." ”

"Yes. The housekeeper asked people to send Mu Qingge back to the room.

Mu Qingge's mind was thinking about Rong Ying, although she was already sleepy and tired, but she was lying on the warm bed, she just couldn't sleep.

She tossed and turned on the bed until it was almost dawn, and she finally fell asleep.

Her body is not very good, staying up late seems to be very serious for this body, Mu Qingge slept grogily, and when she woke up, she felt that her throat was dry and itchy, and her whole body was hot.

She struggled to open her eyes and found a large crowd of people around her bed.

These people have chasing the clouds and the moon in the spring cold, housekeepers, and ...... Rong Jue.

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