"Who drew the portrait?"

The voice of the man behind him was as cold as the breath carved on the scabbard, which frightened Lin Weiran, stretched out a finger and carefully pushed the scabbard on his neck, and said tentatively: "I didn't expect that the hero is also Miss Lin's admirer, easy to say, easy to say, the villain will definitely be in a hurry to leave a separate one for you next time." ”

Since they are all talking about their mother's background back then, she decided to use Lin Die's embroidery to make a little money, not only to buy medicine for her mother but also to buy herself some desserts to eat, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds, as for those sons, she doesn't care if they are lovesick or want to get into the picture. It's just that the person behind him is obviously coming for the person who painted this painting, and I'm afraid that the person who came is not good, so I have to quickly think of a way to slip away.

"The same question, I don't have the patience to ask again. The man's tone behind him was still as cold as ice, and he undoubtedly moved the scabbard to the neck of the person in front of him who made small movements.

"I said, I said...... But how do I know if you're going to kill me after I say that?" The cold of the scabbard returned to her neck again, and then slowly invaded her body, strangely her heart was unusually hot, as if something was blocking the cold for her.

"As long as you say that you are not allowed to sell the portrait of Miss Lin Mansion in the future, I will not embarrass you. ”

"In that case, please take back the sword that is about to freeze to death first. Lin Weiran's afterglow caught a glimpse of the snake tail carved on the scabbard around her neck, so frightened that she shook her shoulders and almost screamed in panic, but the cold air on her neck was the real reason why she didn't dare to move.

"Frozen?" Could it be that this person in front of him could feel the water sword in his scabbard? But he didn't use a spell to urge the water sword, looking at the entire Ruiguang Continent, there were only a handful of people who could sense the existence of the water sword without using a spell, "Who are you?"

"Ah......" Lin Weiran was caught off guard by the man behind him, and the scabbard that was on her neck turned into a slender hand when she turned around, however, the other party's appearance made her stunned, the person's eyebrows and temples, high nose and handsome eyes, the lines of his face were as clear as if they were carved, and the green silk hung on his dark blue clothes, showing that he was a little indifferent, three points noble and seven points cold.

"Say, who are you?" The man in blue held the scabbard of the sword tightly with one hand, and pinched Lin Weiran's neck with the other, staring at her face carefully and carefully, to no avail.

Obviously, this question was more important than any of the previous ones, and the pain of being choked by the neck made Lin Weiran's look quickly retract. Look at this mysterious man with a swordless scabbard in his hand.

"There is no sword in the scabbard?" Lin Weiran exclaimed, feeling that the hand that was holding his neck was half a minute tighter, and the angular face of the man in blue was full of hostility, for fear that his life would be in danger, so he said with difficulty word by word: "My name is Xiao, Xiao...... Dye. ”

The man in blue silently recited the name in her mouth, and had not heard of such an immortal cultivator in the Ruiguang Dynasty, so he crossed a trace of magic into the palm of his hand and asked, "Who is the person who painted the portrait?"

"Ahem...... Ahem. Her hand desperately grabbed his hand around her neck, although she only held it gently, but at this time, it was like a force that strangled her to the point that it was extremely difficult to breathe, as if she was on the verge of life and death, "The painting is me...... Ahem...... I took advantage of that person to visit the Qinglou, cough cough...... Whoever walks by the way, only listens to the girl inside...... Call him Lin Gongzi ......"

"Hmph. The person in front of him has no ability to resist himself at all, and even the spell in his body is so low that there is no trace, is it just a coincidence? The young man in blue saw that the person in front of him was about to be crushed by his own spell, and he threw her to the ground in disgust with his eyes, "Don't let me see you holding Miss Lin's portrait again...... Wandering. ”

By the time Lin Weiran came to his senses, the man in blue had already disappeared at the end of the alley, and the result of the contest of disparity in strength was known without much words, fortunately, she wittily made up a Lin Gongzi who loved to visit the Qinglou, even if he had the ability to go through the sky, he would not find out her head. It's just that she didn't steal or rob was ruined by Lin Dixiu's good looks, and threatened her with the cold scabbard, is she really at a loss?

"Wait for me. The short, thin boy who seemed to be poor raised his eyebrows, and seemed to have an idea in his heart, and was grinning treacherously.

"Yun Niang, Miss, she is stealing pastries again. In the courtyard of a two-bedroom and one-living room, a maid with a double hair helplessly looked at the simple but very charming middle-aged woman in front of her, and handed the food box with the lid open in her hand in front of her, "This time, Miss, she has no one left." ”

Yun Niang touched the bruises on her head and smiled without saying a word, took the food box in the maid's hand, and turned around to see the "culprit" leaning on the railing and smirking, shaking her head and nodding her head and looking at herself happily.

"Xiao Ran, it's almost noon, so let's have lunch first and then go out to sell paintings. Yun Niang looked at Lin Weiran, who deliberately dressed herself as a country girl, and touched the bangs that deliberately hung down on the side of her face, her nose was sour, "It's all my mother, not only did I not have half a trick, but I ...... it."

"Oh, mother, didn't you teach your daughter to paint? Although you can't make hundreds of millions of dollars in a painting like an artist, it's still more than enough to make a little money. ”

"Artist?" Yun Niang looked at her daughter suspiciously, since she came back from the outside in rags, not only did she lose her memory but also her temperament changed drastically, what surprised her even more was that Xiao Ran actually got back a lot of silver taels by selling paintings, but she didn't mention the cultivation of immortals she cared about the most.

"Painter, painter, I made a slip of the tongue, I made a slip of the tongue. Lin Weiran said and stepped forward to hug Yun Niang's arm, carefully observing Yun Niang's facial features, the goose egg face plus the three courts and five eyes are indeed attractive, plus the three-point charm that has been practiced in the Qinglou, it is really a beauty that people can't take their eyes off, "What is a coarse cloth that is difficult to hide the beauty bones, what is a gesture and a figure, I can see it today." Mother, you are so beautiful, why haven't I inherited my daughter?"

"Inheritance?" The maid on the side noticed her mistake first, and hurriedly corrected it, "Miss, the family property is called inheritance, you ......"

"Hmm, Xixi, did I get your new plant pigment mixed yesterday?" Lin Weiran obviously forgot that it was called heredity, and instead glared at the honest maid, and only after seeing Xixi leave did he turn his face to Yun Niang and look at it with a grin. Yun Niang was even more spoiled by Lin Weiran after the amnesia, and her fingertips tapped the little sticky forehead in her arms, and said with a smile: "It seems that you still have to make a few more desserts to block your little mouth." ”

"Then mother, you have to do a little more," Lin Weiran smiled at the corner of his mouth, raised his head and closed his eyes to bathe in this autumn sun, the corners of his mouth hooked up a beautiful arc and turned around and walked out of the Lin Mansion.

On the elegant seat of the teahouse, the young man in blue looked at the man in white who had just finished finishing his book, and asked bluntly: "Senior brother, can he meet?"

"It's not just in line, the three elders saw the painting and couldn't wait to go down the mountain in person to connect the person to the water Tianshan, if it wasn't for the two elders to stop him, I'm afraid he would have been in Fengzhu Villa at this moment. The storyteller sat across from him, poked the beard on the side of his mouth suspiciously, and then squinted his eyes and smiled slyly, "It's just that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of our dignified Ruiguang Dynasty ...... I'm afraid I've been tricked. ”

"What are you talking about?" It seems that the short and thin man deceived him, His Royal Highness Ye Qingchen, the crown prince of the Ruiguang Dynasty, looked at his senior brother fiercely, and when he saw that the other party was smiling and silent, he was a little anxious. "So, how's the investigation going?"

"Our people followed the clues of the Qinglou to check the painters who had recently entered and exited, and not only could they not find anyone who knew this kind of painting technique, but even the antique gallery did not have any paintings of this kind of painting method. The storyteller sighed, and secretly scolded Ye Qingchen in his heart for taking the initiative to intercept the clever painting seller, this time it was self-defeating. "Therefore, his painting method may have been self-created, so junior brother, you have forced away a painting spirit master who has the potential to surpass me. ”

"Since that painting has caught the eyes of the three elders, how can I let her old man's future beloved disciple run away?" Ye Qingchen glanced at the scabbard in his hand, and smiled smugly at the corner of his mouth, "Yes, Xiao Xiaoran, that kid, most of his name is also a lie, just let someone take the portrait and arrest him." ”

"I have already sent someone to check, and there is no such person in the new painting techniques, Xiao Xiaoran, and the portrait of the short and thin painter who sold the painting that day. The storyteller spread his hands and made a helpless gesture, and then, as if he remembered something, he narrowed his eyes again, "It's you, junior brother, just looking for an apprentice for the third elder, and as soon as you go up, you will use a sword to threaten you, how did that kid provoke you?"

"You're stalking me?"

"Our people saw it, and when he saw that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had personally taken action, he naturally left with interest. Speaking of which, Lin Dixiu is also our junior sister, and you, as a senior brother, naturally have to vent your anger for your junior sister," Mr. Storyteller didn't seem to intend to hide it from him, and glanced at him meaningfully and narrowed his eyes again, "Or, junior brother, do you really like this Miss Lin Mansion?"

Mr. Storyteller observed the expression on Ye Qingchen's face expectantly, and before he was sure whether the other party liked it or not, someone just handed over a note outside the private room, breaking the train of thought of this observer, Mr. Storyteller spread out the corner of his mouth and smiled after reading it, and said: "Fortunately, junior brother, you are thoughtful, and you even sent someone to follow him secretly." What a coincidence...... He entered the Lin Mansion. ”

"Lin Fu?" "I was kind enough to let him go last time, but I didn't expect him to lie on the verge of struggling with life and death, he was really a thief-hearted scoundrel. Ye Qingchen picked up the scabbard on the side and left his seat angrily. "It's time to pay a visit. ”

"Go to his good looks, it's not like I painted it and sold it for money. Lin Weiran, who was dressed as a poor person, weighed the heavy silver in her hand, although it was thanks to the beauty of that person, but her painting skills as realistic and not covered, as an art student, she only relaxed the scale a little, and the female boss of Yipinxuan couldn't see her eyes straight, if she caught up with the human body sketch, these ancient people were afraid that they would faint on the spot.

After she carefully hid the money bag, she was about to walk out of Yipinxuan, and bumped into Lin Diexiu who came with the little girl, just when she thought she could rely on her excellent makeup skills to get by, the little guy behind Lin Diexiu had already stepped forward and grabbed her.

"Lin Diexiu, why are you arresting me?" Lin Weiran looked at the person who came indignantly, and he was rightly arrogant.

"This time, my father asked me to take you back. Lin Dixiu smiled proudly, his eyes full of condescending pride, "Take it away." ”