Mingxiao seemed to have thought about it a long time ago, and said without thinking about it: "It's not much, as long as the girl gives away the prescription of the drug she just used and teaches my subordinates to refine it." What does the girl think? ”

Although the drug he used just now was the best, it was just one of the many best products used in the night clear. This deal is still earned for her.

So Ye Qing didn't want to nod and said, "As the son wants." ”

Mingxiao also nodded: "I don't know what the night girl's maid looks like, and does the night girl have any tokens to give?" ”

Ye Qing thought about it, took out a bound haode white paper book from his sleeve pocket, took out a special charcoal pen, and said to Mingxiao: "Childe, wait a while." With that, he started drawing.

――Speaking of which, this is the equipment that Ye Qing usually uses to record inspiration, this charcoal pen is still made by her brother Ye Yangqing after listening to her description, she brought only a few into the palace, and now only this one is used, and when she leaves the palace, she puts it in her sleeve pocket, who knows that it just came in handy.

In the bright sky's playful eyes, the night Qing quickly drew a sketch of a lime.

In the previous life, the night Qing had deliberately learned sketching for a task, but in this life because of the rarity of the charcoal pen, and the night Qing has no special interest in sketching, so this portrayal has long been a little rusty, but after groping for a while, she will be proficient, plus the appearance of the lime she is too familiar, almost no need to think about it when the pen is written, although Zuihou feels that the quality of the painting is really not good, but there are nine points like a lime, if you find someone according to the picture, you will never admit that you are wrong.

Tearing off the paper with the portrait of lime, Yeqing quickly wrote a few words on the next piece of paper, also tore it off, and handed it to Mingxiao: "The first piece of paper is the portrait of my maid, which is similar to my maid in a nine-point shape, and I won't be mistaken, and the other piece of paper is a few words I wrote at random, and my maid recognizes my words." ”

Mingxiao looked at the palm-sized paper in his hand and drew a lifelike girl in a way he had never seen before, and couldn't help but sigh: "The girl's painting method has never been seen, although I have never seen the girl's maid, but I will not admit her wrong," after liking, he opened another piece of paper and found that there were only four words on it, "Lime, bellflower", so he folded the paper again, nodded and said, "I didn't expect the girl's words to be as delicate as the average girl, but a little atmospheric." There was a hint of appreciation in his tone.

After saying this, Mingxiao took out something from his sleeve and threw it into the air, and a faint purple flower immediately lit up in the air, the shape was a little blurry, and it disappeared in a flash, but there was no sound, and then the night was clear and smelled a strange fragrance.

Before she could discern what the scent was, she heard two very light footsteps, and then two figures flashed in front of her, and when she came back to her senses, she saw two plainly dressed people appear in front of them.

The two people knelt down in front of Mingxiao and said respectfully: "See the landlord, I don't know what the landlord commands?" ”

- The landlord? A light flashed in her mind at night, and it seemed that something important had been overlooked by her?!

Landlord...... Mingxiao ...... Mingxiao?!

Tonight, the owner of the building, Mingxiao?!

The person in front of him is Mingxiao, the owner of the building tonight? !