The night is very quiet, a bright moon hangs in the sky, the moonlight is bright, the silver white light spreads all over the yard, the night breeze blows, the big trees in the courtyard are blown rustling, the shadow of the tree is swaying, like a beauty and the water sleeves dance lightly.

At this time, everyone in the Qianyun Pavilion was already asleep, and even the birds in the trees in the courtyard were sleeping peacefully with their wives and children.

A long and tall figure stood in front of Qingyan's bed, and the faint fragrance of wine enveloped the man's body, and under the influence of alcohol, the man's face was slightly red.

He looked at the woman sleeping sweetly on the bed stupidly, the woman kicked the quilt away, the man shook his head, the corners of his mouth hooked a doting smile, lifted the veil, and tucked the corners of the quilt for her.

Even if she makes herself unhappy, as soon as she appears, as long as she says a word to herself, her world will soon be clear, she laughs, she is happy, she is sad, she is sad, she cries, and her heart will be suffocated.

Even if she was still angry a second ago, when someone bullied her, she would stand up, her joys, sorrows, and all her emotions were unconsciously tied to her.

The moonlight moved lightly and hit the face of the man in front of the bed, the man's facial features were handsome and extraordinary, and it was clearly Xiao Heng, who was still depressed in the afternoon and had a fight with Shen Yixuan, the second son of Weiyuan Hou.

Xiao Heng whispered softly, "What does Qingyan want me, how can you understand my mind?" How can you face up to my feelings for you? ”

Qingyan on the bed muttered something as if to answer him, then turned his face and turned to the bed, and continued to meet with Zhou.

Xiao Heng really wanted to wake her up, let her make it clear to herself, let her understand her mind, what she thought in her heart, she did the same in her hands.

A big hand with distinct bones gently pinched Qingyan's nose, feeling suffocated, Qingyan snorted twice, slapped the hand on his nose, and continued to sleep.

After a while, Xiao Heng pinched the small and round earlobe of the person on the bed again, but his hand was pulled away again.

After about half a cup of tea, Xiao Heng picked up his black and shiny hair, picked one of it, scratched his nose, and when Xiao Heng was scratching his happiness, a sneeze came, he wiped the saliva on his face, shook his head and finally gave up.

Looking at the delicate child on the bed, he sighed, wiped the black line on his forehead, and slept so dead in his heart that he didn't know if he took it out and sold it.

A good night's sleep, and the faint smell of wine still shrouded in the room, but no one cares.

Early in the morning, Bang Yue returned the drawings that Qingyan had given her before, and handed over a bracelet and a hairpin.

The bracelet is made of gold, delicate and dazzling, so that people can not open their eyes when they see it, and the button on one side is made into the shape of a peach blossom, which is more suitable than their own fragrance, and those who do not know, who would have thought that the delicate peach blossom would be a mechanism?

Qingyan took a few short needles and put them on, turned the knob, and several short needles shot out and were deeply embedded in the dresser.

The corners of Qingyan's mouth curled, and the arc pressure couldn't be suppressed, she didn't expect that the things she made were even better than she imagined, and the design of the bracelet was even finer than the drawings she drew.

The slender hand was slightly raised, picking up the hairpin in the brocade box, the hairpin flashed with golden light all over, and a transparent blood jade at the top stood proudly, spinning the blood jade lightly, and then with a slight force, the hairpin shell could be pulled off, revealing the sharp cross-shaped weapon inside.

Qing Yan looked at these two exquisite pieces of jewelry, his face was full of expression, and Shaoqing asked, "Bang Yue, these two things, you are looking for someone from Prince Jin's Mansion to build?" ”

Bang Yue looked at Qing Yan's face and carefully explained: "Bang Yue grew up in Prince Jin's Mansion since she was a child, and more or less the people she knows have anything to do with the palace......

Qingyan nodded slightly, it turned out to be the help of the county lord Zhaojing, no wonder it could be built so exquisitely, and then said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, thank you Zhaojing for helping me." ”

Seeing that his expression was pleasant, Bang Yue didn't seem to be angry, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but he never said what he wanted to say.

There was a battle between heaven and man in her brain, and she thought about it for a long time, but finally changed the topic and said: "The master who burned porcelain that the girl wanted to find a few days ago has been found, I don't know what the girl wants to burn?" ”

Hearing this, Qingyan's eyes brightened, and she smiled at Bang Yue, the brilliance of a thief flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she raised her voice and chuckled: "Biliu, come in." ”

After Biliu entered the house, she found that her own girl and Bang Yue were standing next to the dressing mirror, her eyes were shining, and she was looking at herself with a smile on the corner of her mouth, especially the thief's smile at the corner of her girl's mouth.

"Girl, slave...... Very busy......"

Qingyan put her arm around Bi Liu's shoulder, pressed her to sit in front of the vanity mirror, and said softly, "If there is any work, let Bi Xiang help you do it for a while." ”

Bi Liu's eyes looked at Bang Yue who was smiling on the side, "Sister Bang Yue, you can't be embarrassed with the girl......

Bang Yue glanced at her, turned around and went out.

So Biliu started her hard day again.

Qingyan helped Biliu to change her appearance, changed into the men's clothes prepared by Bang Yue, and a handsome noble son appeared in front of him.

In Kyoto, in a private house,

"Master, my son-in-law wants to burn something."

"What's that?"

Bang Yue took out a few porcelain bottles from her arms, handed them to the master, and said, "Burn these bottles, and then write the words Shaoyan Pavilion on the bottles." ”

The master looked at it briefly, seriously disapproving, and asked, "That's all?" ”

Seeing this, Qingyan chuckled, "Also, I'm afraid that the master won't be able to burn." ”

"As long as you say it, the old man will burn it."

Seeing this, Qingyan looked at Bang Yue, and when he nodded, he took out a piece of paper from his arms, which recorded in detail the materials and process of firing glass, but the amount and temperature still need to be grasped by the master himself.

Qingyan handed the paper to the master and said, "There is a glass firing process on this recipe, and the master will see if there is anything he understands." ”

The old master took the paper and looked at it carefully, with a slight light in his eyes, "The things recorded on this recipe, the girl can see it?" ”

"I've seen it, it's transparent, it's sharp, it's fragile."

Hearing this, the old master's eyes were far away, as if he had fallen into a long-term memory, and his voice was a little excited, "Forty years ago, the master once said that when he was young, he saw someone firing a transparent porcelain-like thing, and he studied it for a long time, but he didn't study it, and now that he has seen the girl's recipe, the old man also wants to give it a try." ”

Hit it off, Qingyan's joy was overflowing, and he instructed the master not to leak this recipe, and they would come back to see the results in three days, and left.