Today's weather is very good, and Feng Xiaoyue is used to walking on the ground again in the courtyard. Last time, the trap seemed to be deep, but the gap between the teeth was wide, and it didn't seem to hurt the beast. Feng Xiaoyue was also lucky, she happened to be stuck in the seam, but she only hurt the flesh and did not penetrate deep into the bones.

Taking off the white cloth that had been wrapped for a long time, Feng Xiaoyue felt that her ankles were extraordinarily breathable, and she couldn't wait to go down for a walk. Xiaoyun who watched it hung a heart and was worried.

"Miss, take a few steps less, the injury will heal." Feng Xiaoyue was happy in her heart, only took Xiaoyun's hand, and scolded with a smile, "Just you." ”

"What she said is not right," Murong Lin walked in and hugged Feng Xiaoyue first, "You don't have to worry, how about I take you out to breathe." ”

Feng Xiaoyue hurriedly shook Murong Lin's hand back, "But the ironsmith, has it come to fruition?" ”

"It's not finished, but it's almost over," Murong Lin hugged her waist so that Feng Xiaoyue's feet could be less forced, "I'm free today, I'm here to take you to take a look." ”

"Thank you very much." Feng Xiaoyue was not polite to him, and both hands supported herself with his strength.

* In the bamboo forest, it is the place where the private ironsmith of the Li Wangfu lived. Murong Lin walked to the bamboo hut with Feng Xiaoyue in his arms, and saw that someone had arrived one step ahead of them.

"Master Tie, how about you sell me the drawings?"

"No, I also do what I am told." Tie Master raised his head and said to the man in the direction of Murong Lin: "The master of the drawings is there, you can ask yourself." ”

The man walked up to him, made a gesture, and asked, "Master Tie said that this drawing was drawn by a woman, and it must be a lady." Under the surname Yan, I am very interested in Mrs. Drawings, please ask Mrs. to make a price, I will not bargain. ”

Feng Xiaoyue glanced at Murong Lin, Murong Lin shook his head, saying that he would never interfere with her thoughts, Feng Xiaoyue smiled slightly and looked at the comer.

"I'm sorry, Yan Gongzi, the content of this drawing is not finished yet, and I don't know if it's useful, so I don't dare to sell it to Yan Gongzi like this."

Yan Gongzi smiled regretfully: "Madame's refusal makes the contemptible people have no room to refute." In this case, it is inconvenient to force people in the future, so I will leave. ”

After Yan Gongzi left, Master Tie straightened up: "Why did the prince remember today." ”

"We want to see how the pipes are doing." Feng Xiaoyue responded.

"The old man's craftsmanship, is there anything else that the prince can't believe." The Iron Master snorted coldly, "It's only a little bit close." If you don't bother, it will be done faster. ”

Feng Xiaoyue sighed in her heart, if you have a skill, you can be so confident. Murong Lin was also accustomed to his temper, and only said, "Then Master Lao Tie will bother." ”

With that, Murong Lin helped Feng Xiaoyue to leave the bamboo forest.

Walking to the street, Feng Xiaoyue suddenly grabbed Murong Lin.

"Wait, I'm going to see one more person."

"You've been gone long enough today, see you another day." Murong Lin persuaded him.

Feng Xiaoyue shook her head, "I haven't told Gu Qicong about letting tulips participate in the flower show, if it's too late, I'm afraid he would have heard about it and bought it from someone else." This should be done sooner rather than later. ”

"Okay," Murong Lin was about to speak, but Feng Xiaoyue interrupted him again, "Seeing that people have to give gifts, let's pick a pot of flowers on the street and bring them first." ”

Murong Lin was overjoyed by the sentence "we" from the bottom of his heart, and he had nothing to do with her words.

Gu Qicong was basking in the sun in his garden, and a person came over with a pot of extremely good Yingluo orbs.

When he opened his eyes, there were three large violet-pink flowers blooming on the short branches. It has only been watered, and there are still droplets of water that stay among the stamens on the leaves.

"Oh, this is really a very beautiful peony that has been carefully cared for, and the people who grow flowers must cherish it very much." Gu Qicong sighed and asked the next person, "Who sent this?" ”

"If Mr. Old likes it, it's fine." When Gu Qicong heard about it, he saw Murong Lin hugging Feng Xiaoyue and walking cautiously here. Looking at that posture, it looks like a couple who have been in love for many years.

Gu Qicong stroked his gray beard and nodded approvingly. Feng Xiaoyue walked in front of him, and someone had already brought a bamboo chair for her and Murong Lin.

"If you have nothing to do, you will go to the Three Treasures Palace, and the two of you want to ask for something."

Feng Xiaoyue smiled, "Mr. Gu is wise, I know that Mr. Gu loves flowers, and I specially gave this pot of jewels, I don't know what Mr. Gu thinks?" ”

"The leaves are stretched, the flowers are huge, and they are good flowers." Gu Qicong nodded.

"It's just that no matter how good this flower is, it's just a good flower, not a rare flower." Caressing the delicate petals of the peony, Feng Xiaoyue's eyes were full of smiles.

"Madame, what do you mean?" Gu Qicong thought for a while, "If you talk about rare flowers, it should be the tulips that have been spreading in the city recently, could it be Mrs. Fei?" ”

"Yes, all the tulips are in the hands of the clumsy thorns." Murong Lin smiled lightly, with a look of pride on his face.

"We are here this time to ask Mr. Gu to give Tulip a qualification to participate in the flower show." Feng Xiaoyue raised her head.

"If the lady comes to beg, the old man has been looking forward to the tulips for a long time, but he has no chance to see each other." Gu Qicong laughed a few times, "Today is thanks to the two of you, otherwise I don't know if the old man will be able to see him for the rest of his life." ”

"Let's go home and wait, and the invitation will be sent to the house later."

Feng Xiaoyue was about to get up to say goodbye, when she suddenly saw Gu Qicong ask someone to bring a pot of wilted vermilion red.

"Seeing that Mrs. cultivated the peony so well, the old man has a pot of hundred-branch lotus here, and for some reason it wilted, so I had to bother Mrs. to take it back to raise it for a few days."

Vermilion red, also known as centrifugal lotus, has many flowers and bright colors, which is almost the same as the planting method of tulips. Asking Murong Lin to accept the flowers, Feng Xiaoyue bowed slightly: "Please rest assured, Mr. Gu, we will take it back and take care of it." ”

Walking on the road, Murong Lin didn't want Feng Xiaoyue to be affected, but she had to observe the growth of the hundred branch lotus, so Murong Lin quietly held it in the flower pot.

"Whew!" The sound of a sharp weapon slicing through the air clearly reached Murong Lin's ears.

The target of the hidden weapon was Feng Xiaoyue, Murong Lin's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, and he hurriedly took her into his arms, turned around and barely dodged it.

Several masked black-clothed people jumped out of the shadows together, and Murong Lin told Feng Xiaoyue to hide in the corner. Feng Xiaoyue held the flower pot and retreated, her brows furrowed.

Murong Lin's martial arts are more than enough to fight against these murders. These people were ostensibly dealing with Feng Xiaoyue, but they were entangled with Murong Lin. Someone saw what Murong Lin's weakness was, and directly attacked Feng Xiaoyue with a knife.

Feng Xiaoyue couldn't dodge, she thought that she was about to die in Huangquan, but she felt any pain, and when she opened her eyes again, Murong Lin used his right shoulder to resist this knife.