As soon as he returned to the "Chenwang Mansion", Mu Qingyang went directly back to his room and concentrated on tinkering with the mud embryos he bought.

Qi Tianhong was on the side, holding the clay figurine that Mu Qingyang had made for him before, and looked at it over and over again.

"How many other things do you have that I don't know?" Suddenly as if he remembered something, Qi Tianhong suddenly raised his head and looked at Mu Qingyang's face at a glance.

"What do you mean?" she looked at the mud embryos, already thinking about something in her head.

"It's like this clay sculpture now. Seeing that she looked puzzled, Qi Tianhong shook the clay figure in his hand.

Thinking that she used to know how to make wine and make some strange food, but now she has a craft that he didn't know!

"You say this, in fact, I'm not too proficient, but sometimes I figure it out in some places in this art. Mu Qingyang said seriously.

In modern times, she had experienced pottery when she was in class, and there were many similarities with the one she was fiddling with now, not to mention the ......

"By the way, I can draw. "When it comes to my specialty, painting should be considered a subject.

"Turns out you can draw. Qi Tianhong was surprised, he really didn't expect this, he thought that he had experienced the past life, that is, he could dance with guns and sticks, but he didn't expect that he would be like a literati.

"However, what does this painting have to do with clay sculptures?" Suddenly feeling that something was wrong, Qi Tianhong hurriedly added.

"You don't understand this, art has similarities on a large level, not to mention that I have strong artistic cells, and it is not a piece of cake to make these gadgets. Speaking of this, Mu Qingyang couldn't help but exaggerate a little.

Whether it's professional or not, as long as she does it, he will like it.

Mu Qingyang, who had some eyebrows, seemed to be fiddling with the mud embryo faster.

"What do you think of?" Qi Tianhong, who felt this, subconsciously asked.

"Shhhh She whispered, not looking up at him.

"......" Qi Tianhong at this time was also interested and stopped making a sound, for fear of disturbing her inspiration.

……

When Hua Lang appeared at the door of Mu Qingyang's room, the sky was already dark.

I saw that there were two people who showed up to eat on time, but when they arrived at this meal, they didn't see anyone.

I knew that they had left the "Chenwang Mansion" early in the morning, but this would have been back a long time ago.

Can......

Thinking that he was a little uneasy, he had already appeared here.

"Princess. The door was wide open, but there was not the slightest sound from inside.

"Wang ......" just as he stepped into the room before his feet, and there was another soft shout.

"Shh......h

The index finger is in the middle of his lips, signaling Hanalang to whisper.

"......" Hua Lang frowned, not knowing what they were doing.

"Go out and talk. Qi Tianhong pushed for a while, and Hua Lang was already pushed out of the door.

"Be quiet, don't disturb her creation. Qi Tianhong remembered Mu Qingyang just now, when he asked a question, Mu Qingyang said this to him, yes, that's right, it's "creation".

Although he didn't understand the meaning of this, it must be right to say what Mu Qingyang said about him, which would be used on Hua Lang.

"......" Hualang raised his eyebrows, obviously, don't bother, he understands, but this creation?!

Could it be that Mu Qingyang is tinkering with something bizarre?

"Can't you go in and watch?" When he spoke again, Hua Lang subconsciously lowered his voice