All the craftsmen in the Valley of Stars went out, and it took a whole month to build the bathroom, Yi Qingyun came to see it, and was so envious that he even said that the little sister would enjoy it, and turned around and grabbed the craftsmen and ordered them to build one for themselves.

In addition to the bathroom, it is the toilet, the U-shaped pipe sewer septic tank These things are not difficult to understand, and a few strong men dug the pool in a few days, which is the casting of the U-shaped pipe of the toilet It took a lot of time.

Xuanji built a lot of construction in the valley, and soon the stewards and families followed suit, and everyone admired her whimsy.

For more than a month, Xuanji not only had a bathroom and toilet, but also 'made' a bunch of strange but comfortable chairs, as well as charcoal pens that are particularly convenient for writing, etc., and can be regarded as living a happy modern well-off life.

On this day, Xuanji found a craftsman to make a hanging basket chair and hang it next to Yi Qingyun's 'flower' garden, and explained the drawings clearly.

The two of them said one sentence to the left and the right, and slowly talked about the few "big things" that Xuanji had done recently.

Yi Qingyun quipped: "You will get married sooner or later, and you won't be able to enjoy these for long." ”

Xuanji said lightly: "I don't plan to leave for a long time, I have to come back sooner or later......"

"You won't be thinking about when to take a break from Shen Jian before you get married, right?! Poor thing, what is wrong with Shen Jian that makes you hate him so much? Yi Qingyun exclaimed, he really had some sympathy for Shen Jian now.

"It's not his problem, it's just that I can't adapt to his life, we are originally people from two worlds, and we want different things."

This topic is obviously a bit deep, Yi Qingyun originally wanted to be good as long as his sister was happy, so he didn't bother to ask and annoy his sister, so he immediately changed the topic and began to brag about his research results.

In the evening, Xuanji returned to her room after bathing and heard the familiar cooing sound by the window. Open the window and take a look. Sure enough, Zhao Jianshen's carrier pigeon arrived.

Zhao Jianshen's letter is very simple, with only one word: people.

Xuanji flattened his mouth and said: "What a master, guessing the couplets and making poems are all 'fine', hum!" ”

Zhao saw that he wanted Xuanji to write a letter every day, but Xuanji didn't dare to resist openly, so he often wrote some riddles to him, hoping that he could not answer and be angry that he could save her from writing a report every day, but every time it ended in failure.

Yesterday I sent the earth riddle is an animal that walked on four 'legs' when I was a child and grew up to walk on two 'legs'. Walked on three 'legs' when I was old. Sure enough, he easily solved it again.

Xuanji's stomach has almost used up the "stock", and from this one-word letter, he also vaguely guessed that the Great Demon King was provoked by his provocative behavior, and he wanted to continue to play with fire, unless he was not caught in this life, he would definitely die a miserable death.

What should I write to him today? Writing about daily life, it is inevitable to mention Yi Qingyun and Luo Yang, it is estimated that he will be unhappy when he sees it, and writing about building a house and doing autumn will make him see that he plans to live in the Star Valley for a long time, which is another troublesome thing......

Turn something over in one's mind. Suddenly, I saw the homemade charcoal on the table, and I had an idea, I could draw a sketch portrait for him, and this sycophant was patted on it. The Great Demon King will definitely be in a good mood and not miss the old evils!

Xuanji learned to paint with her mother in her last life, and there is a distance from her major, but ordinary people can still look at sketches.

Although the real person was not in front of him, Xuanji was too familiar with that face, and he did not hesitate to write, but unfortunately the paper was not a special sketch paper. It's a little bit worse when you draw it.

When the candle was about to burn out, Xuanji finished the last stroke, took a long breath, and looked up to find that time had passed for an unknown amount of time. The carrier pigeon is quite human, and does not leave, but only bounces on the table, occasionally cooing.

One last look at the picture. remembered Zhao Jianshen's charming 'bewildered' look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. The heartbeat was inexplicably fast.

It's hopeless! Looking at a portrait can make you a 'nymphomaniac'!

Xuanji didn't dare to look any more, and quickly cleaned up the excess charcoal powder debris on the painting. Carefully fold it and stuff it into a small tube under the pigeon's feet.

This night, Xuanji rarely didn't sleep well, and the face of the Great Demon King was 'messy' in the dream all night...... Sometimes gentle, sometimes 'sinister', sometimes smiling, sometimes ill-intentioned, sometimes unfathomable, sometimes seductive, sometimes frosty......

The things that Ning Guo wanted to do went very smoothly, but the prince of Ji Guo was in a bad mood, because although a certain 'woman' with no conscience obediently wrote every day, she didn't say love words, and even la's family routine was owed, and every day for a month the correspondence became "test you every day", and the topics were also innovative, from poetry couplets to riddles and word tests, but there was no debut arithmetic problem for him to calculate.

At first, the prince thought it was funny, and he didn't take it to heart as a little trouble that his lover gave him, but the more he got later, the more outrageous it became, and the nameless anger accumulated.

Zhao Zhenglanxi had to face his subordinates every day, and clearly felt the seriousness of the problem, but in this era of inconvenient communication, there was no way to inform Xuanji to accept it when he saw it, so he could only watch the prince's face get darker day by day, and secretly complained about why Xuanji always wanted to provoke the prince.

At noon, he received another letter from Xuanjidi, and Zhao Zheng sent the paper roll to Zhao Jianshen in fear, and secretly prayed that this girl would not continue to take the exam, otherwise the Lord would launch a surge, and now he couldn't do anything to her, but they would suffer. The prince was in a bad mood, so he didn't have to do anything to them, the momentum alone was enough to make them sleep and eat restlessly.

Zhao Jianshen's face was plain and indifferent, but his heart was 'fluctuating', he was both happy that Xuanji's handwriting arrived as scheduled, but he was also worried that the content on it would disappoint him, and the secret letter sent by the spies of the Ningguo Palace did not make him feel so much repeatedly.

Slowly spreading out the thin piece of paper, Zhao Jianshen saw the vivid portrait of the plain 'color' on the paper that seemed to highlight the surface of the paper, and was surprised by the special technique of the portrait, and a burst of ecstasy welled up in his heart--- this is the portrait that Xuanji painted for him!

Zhao Jianshen only felt that the monstrous fire accumulated in this month was like a sudden encounter with a cold day, and it disappeared completely in an instant, and the remaining sweet warmth in his heart, and his anxious heart seemed to be gently stroked twice by a gentle little hand, which was indescribably comfortable.

When I write this, I think of pen pals, I think of E-MAIL chats, hehe.

Although the Great Demon King is black enough and terrifying, Xuanji can actually easily control his mood of joy and anger.

Recommendation tickets have begun to decrease again, and there are fewer and fewer people collecting them