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A twelve or thirteen-year-old girl sat by the window, a row of various colored brushes on the table, large and small plates densely placed on most of the table, next to two girls of about the same size, washing the pen and changing the water.

"Cuckoo, cuckoo."

The girl frowned, looked up, and then put down her pen and waved her hand at the two girls.

"The cicadas outside are annoying, you go and drive them away first, and I'll paint them later."

"Yes, slaves and maids, go now."

The pink maid took the lead, and the blue-clothed maid followed her out of the house.

When the footsteps outside died down, the girl sat back in her chair lazily.

"Wang Fengyi, didn't you just finish the last mission, why are you here again?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was already a young man in a blue costume in the room.

"Well, there is no mission this time, I'm here to deliver something to you."

Tilting his head slightly, the sunlight on the man's face was slightly reflected, and it turned out that his face was wearing half of a delicate silver mask.

"By the way, there is one more thing I want to tell you this time, the Queen Mother has drafted a decree to point Leng Ruhui to the eldest son of the Zhenguo Houfu."

The girl raised her eyebrows, and looked at Wang Feng with a pair of eyes as if she was smiling.

"It's your business, too?"

When Wang Feng heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, turned around slightly, and looked out with his eyes.

"This has nothing to do with me, it's just that because it's your friend, I'll bring it to you casually."

The girl chuckled, the pear vortex at the corner of her mouth loomed, the corner of her mouth was hooked, and the whole person looked extraordinarily sweet and moving.

The corner of the man's eyes actually kept looking at the girl, and he was slightly stunned when he saw this, and blurted out unconsciously.

"Zijin, you're so beautiful."

Ye Zijin smiled when he heard this, and looked at Wang Fengyi with a pair of eyes embedded in water mockingly.

"Heh, it turns out that you always knew that I was Ye Zijin and not Ye Zipei?"

"Guess."

Wang Feng smiled, the ridicule on his face became thicker, and he took out a small piece of something from his sleeve and put it on Ye Zijin's table, whispering in his mouth.

"Actually, I knew it the first time."

After speaking, he didn't bring Ye Zijin to reply, turned around and jumped out of the window with a "poof", and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Miss, the neighbors have been driven away, and I have already instructed the little girl below to wait with a sticky rod, and if there is another one who comes, she will stick away."

The previous pink-clothed maid walked up to Ye Zijin and started her previous work again.

It turned out that someone came, and he left.

Ye Zijin pursed his lips, said a casual "um", and began to play with the things in his hand.

It's a box about a foot square, simple and plain on the outside, and it looks very inconspicuous. Gently picking open the button, Ye Zijin's eyes suddenly froze.

"Oh, Miss, isn't this the hairpin you landed in the Marquis of Anping Mansion before?"

The pink-clothed maid exclaimed, and hurriedly stretched her neck to look more closely.

Ye Zijin didn't raise his head, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he said lightly to the little girl.

"I didn't lose it, I forgot it when I put it away before, didn't I take it out?"

After saying that, he looked up and looked outside the room.

"By the way, Xia He, didn't the spring breeze go out with you? Why didn't you come back? ”

I clearly remember that the young lady went out alone for a while, and then disappeared, why did the young lady say that it was put away.

A little puzzled, he looked at the hairpin in Ye Zijin's hand, Xia He said to Ye Zijin while washing the pen.

"Chunfeng accidentally soiled her clothes when she was catching cicadas just now, she went to change, how can she not stain Miss's eyes, she should come over soon."

"Hmm."

In response, Ye Zijin played with the hairpin in his hand, and his mind fell into thoughts.

Wang Fengyi is the masked man on the edge of the cliff, she couldn't stand that condition at the beginning, and agreed to help him.

Tianfu Tower......

Ye Zijin shook her head slightly, even she didn't know what she was now. Tianfu downstairs to Xiao Er's shopkeeper, up to the Yama killer, saw that he was all courteous, but he didn't actually do anything for them.

She never asked why, and he didn't say.

Since that year, he has always asked himself to spread a few innocuous words to a specific person or group of people every month.

Well, if you invite a certain lady to a certain house at a designated time, occasionally leaking a sentence or two between conversations is considered to be a work. Ye Zijin has really done a lot in recent years.

For example, this hairpin~~

Ye Zijin squinted, that time he let himself go to the back garden of the Marquis of Anping alone at three o'clock in the afternoon and said a few words loudly. Then she left, for fear of extraneous branches, she walked in a hurry, and dropped the hairpin.

As he was pondering, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside.

"Eldest sister, eldest sister!"

Before the people were still there, a loud voice had already entered the house.

Ye Zijin frowned helplessly.

"Xia He, quick, put things away."

As soon as the words fell, the curtain at the door was crackled, and a tiger-headed little head came in from the outside, a little boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, somewhat similar to Ye Zijin.

"Eldest sister, are you still painting today?"

"Don't draw."

Ye Zijin quickly got up and blocked in front of Xia He, Xia He even quickened the movements in his hands, quickly categorizing and putting away all kinds of things, and sweat faintly appeared on his forehead.

When the little boy heard Ye Zijin's words, his face looked a little stupid.

"Oh, I thought you were painting, I was playing at the second sister's place, and the second sister told me that I just came."

Ye Zipei! Ye Zijin secretly hated, it must be that little girl who was annoying to him, and deliberately pointed it to herself, seeing that the boy's face showed regret, and he slowly lowered the curtain in his hand, Ye Zijin felt a little at ease.

"I didn't draw, I'll ...... next time"

As soon as the big stone in Ye Zijin's heart was halfway down, before the words fell, he saw the little boy suddenly turn around and rush towards Ye Zijin.

"Hahaha, I don't believe it, the second sister told me that I want to retreat as advance, and I will definitely find the eldest sister's painting!"

Ye Zijin was startled, and hurriedly stopped the little boy who had rushed halfway.

"Ye Ziwen! You spilled half of the ink that my dad made for me last time, and now this is the only other half left, and I will never give it to you!! ”

In his previous life, Ye Zijin was good at dancing, but there were not a few drops of ink in his stomach, which made Ye Wanran, the evil woman, oppress for a lifetime. After being reborn, although Ye Zijin's attainments in poetry and books are still mediocre, they are much stronger than in their previous life, and this painting is a new joy she has found.

The hand holding Ye Ziwen tightened a little tighter, and the depressed look on Ye Zijin's face became even stronger.

The colored ink on the table is a birthday gift that Ye Chenyuan specially found someone to make for Ye Zijin, Ye Ziwen also likes to paint, but he is restless, and he likes to get the colored ink everywhere every time. But Ye Ye Zipei, that crazy girl, also made trouble, last time the two of them tossed half of their color ink, and since then Ye Zijin is a fireproof, anti-theft, anti-Ziwen.

Ye Ziwen was hugged tightly by the eldest sister, and could only watch Xia He pack and lock things in a slippery manner.

"Eldest sister, eldest sister, I've seen it all, don't be so stingy, it's more fun for everyone to play together."

Ye Zijin saw that Xia He was locked, so he let go of Ye Ziwen out of breath.

"If your second sister is willing to play with you, why did you come to me?"

glanced at Ye Ziwen angrily, Ye Zijin patted the slightly wrinkled skirt and beckoned to the spring breeze that was entering the house.

(To be continued.) )