"Okay, you Ah Yue, what about the paintings you promised me, how many days have you said?"

Feng Qingqing and Fu Qingshan made a gambling contract, and asked for more than one percent, so they were satisfied and ready to leave, not wanting to be blocked by Lao Bai.

Thinking about it, Feng Qingqing's face turned dark, and she had already drawn the spring palace map of Lao Bai, and they were all there for Lin Qingzhi, and it was estimated that the bones had already been lost.

Lao Bai thought that Feng Qingqing wanted to repay the debt, and was a little happy: "You won't be famous now, and you can't look down on the old man and me." ”

Feng Qingqing lifted the corner of the hat: "How is it possible." ”

"However, something did happen, and my manuscript was gone."

Lao Bai took out a picture album from his sleeve and said regretfully: "Originally, I wanted to use this Spring Palace picture as a thank you gift, but now it seems that I should keep it for myself." ”

Lao Bai took out the things, Feng Qingqing's eyes straightened, and he directly tore off the curtain hat.

This is the only book she didn't find in all the bookstores in the capital, and it is the private work of Mr. Chunshui, a famous painting master in the previous dynasty.

After the fall of the previous dynasty, many classic books and books were burned, and this Spring Palace map also disappeared, and Feng Qingqing once thought that it was also burned.

I didn't expect it to be in Lao Bai's hands.

Feng Qingqing stretched out her hand to take it, but was stopped by Lao Bai: "Eh, what are you doing, you still want it without work, how can there be such a good thing." ”

Feng Qingqing laughed and pointed her fingers to the sky: "I have it all in my mind, I will draw it now, and I will publish it immediately." ”

Lao Bai stuffed the album into his arms: "It's pretty much the same." ”

On the second floor, I found a private room, Feng Qingqing spread paper and polished ink, and reproduced the paintings that were snatched away by Lin Qingzhi some time ago.

These experiences have given her a lot of inspiration, and five more have been added.

Feng Qingqing was painting here, and Lao Bai was not idle, flipping through the album, pointing out Feng Qingqing's problems and areas that could be improved.

Communicate and learn from each other.

To have a master like Lao Bai, Feng Qingqing is grateful from the bottom of her heart.

In her previous life, she groped for her own entry, took many detours, and was ridiculed by many people, and her parents didn't understand.

It's not that she didn't want to give up, but she persevered after all, and this is why she has the current Tsukimi Childe.

"Lao Bai, it's good to have you as a friend." Feng Qingqing looked at the old man opposite and said sincerely.

Lao Bai looked at Feng Qingqing's painting critically, and didn't raise his eyelids: "Don't, rhetoric is useless to me, if you want a picture album, publish it first." ”

Feng Qingqing pursed her lips and lowered her head to continue.

At present, this one is based on Guo Feng and Hua Xiangrong's inspiration, and Feng Qingqing naturally thought of that night.

"By the way, Lao Bai, on the night of the drunken spring breeze, did you put the flowers out of Xiangrong?"

She remembered that there were many thugs outside Hua Xiangrong's room at that time, and no one helped her from outside, so Hua Xiangrong couldn't escape at all.

Of course, Feng Qingqing's question was also a temptation.

After all, that Ming Yuqiu really gave her a feeling very similar to Lao Bai.

She trusts her instincts to be unfounded.

Lao Bai half-closed the pages of the book, very helpless: "Ah Yue, are you stupid when you paint?" I'm an old man, I can let the drunken spring breeze let people go, but I really want to help me escape. ”

"Chivalrous and courageous, a man." Feng Qingqing gave a thumbs up, praised, and didn't ask any more.

There should be boundaries between friends, too, right?

Lao Bai rolled up the album and knocked Feng Qingqing's head: "You, you're not serious." ”

Feng Qingqing smiled and pushed the sketch over: "Qi is alive." ”

Lao Bai flipped through the sketches, Feng Qingqing held her chin, looked out the window, shook it, and suddenly spoke: "Lao Bai, what kind of grudge do you say so that the two families can pinch when they meet, can you not get along with each other?" ”

Lao Bai snorted: "You said Jing'an Hou and An Pinghou? ”

"You know?"

Lao Bai raised his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost: "Who in the capital doesn't know, I'm not blind or deaf." ”

Feng Qingqing snorted twice, patted her head, and was stupid by Lin Qingzhi's anger, and actually said brainless words.

"Then do you know what happened to the two of them?"

Feng Qingqing felt that the bell still had to be tied to the bell, and in order for Qilu and the two to successfully come together, it was still necessary to solve the source problem.

Lao Bai replied perfunctorily: "It's nothing more than the grievances and hatreds of the older generation, I don't know very well, probably the hatred of taking his wife and killing his son." ”

The corners of Feng Qingqing's mouth twitched: "Lao Bai, are you serious?" ”

Lao Bai put away the drawing paper and threw the lone book in his arms to Feng Qingqing: "I still have something to do, let's go first." ”

"It's gone, it's boring." Feng Qingqing muttered, took the album and flipped through it, and this time it flipped from sunrise to moonset.

Fu Xue knocked on the door outside: "Ah Yue, are you going to rely here?" ”

Feng Qingqing glanced outside, it was already pitch black, and she was shocked.

I went back so late, I don't know what big move Lin Qingzhi has prepared waiting for her.

"Spring break, go quickly." Feng Qingqing put on the lonely book, opened the door, shouted the name of Chunxie, and rushed out with a roar.

Fu Xue, who was hit against the wall, gritted her teeth: "Don't let me see you again next time." ”

Halfway, he took Cui Jingchen's hitchhiker to the back door of the prince's mansion, Feng Qingqing thanked him, climbed up the wall in twos and threes, and pulled Chun Xie up again.

Feng Qingqing thanked Cui Jingchen, Cui Jingchen smiled and raised his whip and drove into the night.

After entering the Prince's Mansion, Feng Qingqing habitually went to Sui Huaxuan, and was pulled by Chun Xie: "Master, we have moved to Qianxuexuan." ”

Feng Qingqing thought of the distance between Qian Xuexuan and Sui Huaxuan, and really wanted to perform a performance of lying on the spot: "How can it be so far." ”

After evading the patrol of the guards of the Prince's Mansion in the dark, she successfully arrived at Qianxuexuan, Feng Qingqing was as tired as a dead dog: "Spring break, don't call me tomorrow morning." ”

As he spoke, he turned over, hugged the quilt, and fell into a deep sleep.

Turning over again, Feng Qingqing was woken up by the sunlight coming in from outside the house, opened her eyes slightly, and a dark shadow in front of her came towards her, Feng Qingqing's pupils dilated, and she sat up from the bed.

"Spring break, you're going to die, I'm scared to death."

Seeing that it was a spring break, Feng Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Chun Xie held a wooden box, his face was full of guilt, and decided to wait for Feng Qingqing to get up first.

"Wait, what you take, show me."

Feng Qingqing recognized this box, which was used by the queen when she rewarded the Bodhi bracelet.

Obediently handed the things to Feng Qingqing, and the spring break finally had a chance to explain why he was sneaky at noon: "Mingyin sent it, saying that His Royal Highness ordered that the master must bring it without delay." ”

Feng Qingqing twisted the bracelet and shone it in the light.

It's exactly the same as the one I threw away.

It's just that her string should be in the lotus pond in the Imperial Garden, how could it be in Lin Qingzhi's place.

"Your Highness gave it? Still let me bring it? ”

Chun Xie nodded heavily: "Master, you just lost the bracelet yesterday, and Your Highness found out." Today I sent a new string of new ones, and I should be as careful as a hair, and I value the master. ”

Feng Qingqing rubbed her arms, revealing a disgusted expression: "Don't say these meaty words, it's disgusting." ”

However, a string of bracelets given by the queen, why did Lin Qingzhi care so much, and asked her to bring them.

He is not such a person who cares about what the queen sends and what she says.

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

Feng Qingqing beckoned to Chun Xie and whispered: "You are close to Kongshan, give me a set of words, and see what is wrong with this bracelet." ”

Chun Xie's expression was a little broken, and he hesitated for a moment but said: "Master, it's not that the slave and maid don't help you, Kongshan seems to have been photographed somewhere else by His Highness, and the slave and maid can't find him." ”

"There is such a thing!"