Qing Dai can not forget her despair.

When the little girl's knife stabbed her that day, she was extremely helpless. She was ready to die for Miss, but she didn't expect that at the most critical time, she was pushed away by Miss. At that time, she could only be on the side, watching the knife go straight towards Miss, but she couldn't do anything, and at that moment she didn't know how much she hated her powerlessness. Although I don't know how the young lady escaped in the end, if the young lady had an accident at that time, she would have died, and she would not be able to escape the blame.

Therefore, now that she has this opportunity, she will definitely not let it go. This time, she will definitely seize this opportunity, learn martial arts well, make herself strong, and have enough strength to protect Miss in the future.

Qing Dai bit her lip and secretly made up her mind in her heart.

At this time, Yan Zhuo was already sitting at the desk, ready to draw all the action diagrams on the martial arts cheats one by one.

When Qing Dai saw it, she hurried to the table, lit the lamp on the table, dialed the wick, and sharpened the ink for Yan Zhuo.

For a moment, all that remained in the room was the rustling of ink, the faint sound of a pen falling on the paper, and the sound of the paper flipping.

Yan Zhuo held the pen, looked focused, and drew carefully stroke by stroke. She traced the movements and gestures of the characters on it in detail against the secret book, and in a few moments, a character that was exactly the same as the original jumped on the paper.

"Miss, you have a very good drawing. Qing Dai praised sincerely.

I saw the painting drawn by the young lady, horizontal is horizontal, vertical is vertical, when it should be bent, where it should be collected, where it should be up, where it should be down, where it should be down...... Oops, Qing Dai has never learned to draw, I really can't tell how to do it, anyway, this painting looks very comfortable, even more than the original character looks, there is a little more charm, not muddy at all, and the movements look particularly smart......

Yan Zhuo smiled and continued the painting in his hand.

She has studied Danqing, and she is not bad. But in the past life, few people know.

When she is sad, when she is restless, when she is anxious, she closes the house and paints. When she first devoted herself to painting, she felt that her world was peaceful, the whole world was quiet, no sound could be heard, no more ugly faces, no more sympathetic, mocking, and contemptuous eyes of others that bothered her. In her eyes, she couldn't see anything else except painting, and with it, her mood was much more relaxed and she was much more comfortable.

She enjoys painting very much, and enjoys the process of a painting from scratch, from simple to full, from fragments to wholeness, no matter how messy the painting is at the beginning, how she doesn't know what to do, but in the end she can always make a painting, which has a kind of beauty like breaking out of the cocoon into a butterfly. And in fact, in her heart, she secretly hopes that one day, she can also break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, from a ruined beginning, into a beautiful painting. Reality can't give her hope, but painting can.

But when she finishes painting, she hides it from anyone. Because she felt that it was her most secret place, that the paintings were her spiritual corner, that she did not want anyone to see, nor that anyone would set foot in her clean world, and that her world, preferably only herself, was deserted, but clean and unstained.

In this life, she has a broader spiritual world, and people are not as depressed and depressed as in her previous life, and she likes to lock herself in the house, so she no longer has to relieve her mood by painting and make herself feel better. is also because she has been busy since she woke up, but she has remembered the painting thing to the clouds.

This time, by chance, she picked up the brush again and painted, and the familiar feeling struck, and she felt at ease in her heart, feeling special joy and relief.

She really likes to paint, no matter how time goes by, no matter how things change.

......

That's right, draw!

Yan Zhuo was drawing, a flash of inspiration flashed in his head, and an idea was instantly formed in his mind.

She knows what she's going to do!

She knew what she was going to do!

Painting, it's her favorite painting!

What to draw?

Copying celebrity calligraphy and paintings?

Not to mention that she has become a painting machine, and she doesn't make money if she still contributes, she doesn't do it!

Celebrity calligraphy and painting?

This, she thinks, but she doesn't have a good reputation now, her own paintings, what kind of celebrity calligraphy and paintings, are not qualified~ However, you can consider it in the future.

The plan in Yan Zhuo's heart has taken shape.

What she wants to do is to draw patterns of clothes, design patterns of clothes, and then make these patterns into ready-to-wear clothes and sell them through stores.

But don't forget, she has the advantage of being born again.

In the next few years, the popular clothing trends in Yunjing City and other countries, before she got married in her previous life, she naturally knew it clearly, as a noble daughter. Moreover, her female workers are also good, and she has some experience in patterns, embroidery, and making clothes. She is very confident that with her own ability, in a few years, she will definitely be able to break out of her own fame and let the clothes she designed become the trend of the time.

The more Yan Zhuo thought about it, the more feasible he felt, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was good. Tomorrow, she is going to discuss with her mother again, see what her mother means, and let her mother give her some more advice.

After thinking about what she was going to do in the future, her anxious heart was completely settled.

It didn't take long for the picture on this cheatbook to be drawn, and after Qingdai finished copying a few lines on the last page, the transcription of this cheatbook was completely completed. Qing Dai went to the embroidery basket in the room and took out the needle and thread, and took out a piece of parchment paper from the desk, and carefully bound the transcribed paper into a book.

Don't say it, this binding really seems to be like that, and this transcribed cheats book immediately became noble and extraordinary.

"Qing Dai, well done!" Yan Zhuo has never praised the people, let alone Qing Dai.

Qing Dai smiled.

"Miss......" Qingdai looked at the sky outside, "It's so late, it's time to eat." ”

It turned out that it was so late, Yan Zhuo looked out of the house, the lantern swayed out of the hazy light, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and there were faint people hurrying by. Time flies, and the day is coming to an end......

Yan Zhuo was sighing at the passing of time, and thought that he could practice with peace of mind at night, and immediately turned his emotion into expectation.

"Let's have dinner~"

After eating enough, he had the strength to work, Yan Zhuo stood up and walked to the table. Qingdai on the side had already walked out and ordered the people to bring dinner.

The food on the table is full of color, flavor, and fragrance, which makes the mouth and index finger move. Yan Zhuo sat at the table, eating these delicacies slowly and methodically, and his mood was leisurely and beautiful. Her peace and pleasure made the people she saw in the past lighter, and also made the whole room that exuded a warm yellow light covered with a layer of soft light.

The years are quiet.

However, in another courtyard in the middle of the mansion, the atmosphere at the moment is not so good.

"Mother, why can she buy such expensive things?"

Yan Yun'er stood in the room, twisting the handkerchief in her hand, and the handkerchief had been twisted out of shape by her. She looked hateful in her eyes, gritted her teeth and said, "I heard from the porter that the people from the Treasure Pavilion came in the afternoon and asked the house for two thousand taels of silver, saying that Yan Zhuo didn't bring enough money to buy things from them, so he came to the house to get it." ”

"It's more than two thousand taels, what did she buy?

"Yun'er!" the second aunt who was sitting on the rose chair above whispered, "Look at your little talent, just this idea, it is also worth your eyes, and you are angry like this??How does my mother usually teach you? Is there a shortage of you?"

"Mother~" Yan Yun'er stepped forward, pouted, and coquettishly in front of the second aunt, she shook the second aunt's arm and said, "Where did the mother owe me." It's not that I'm not used to talking about it, what's so good about her? It's ugly, and she doesn't know anything, just because of her good fate, she occupies the name of the concubine of the Guogong Mansion for nothing, and enjoys the treatment of the concubine, not to mention, and let others laugh at the Guogong Mansion because of her, and even take me to be ridiculed!"

Yan Yun'er was extremely dissatisfied, and her hatred for Yan Zhuo made her vent the unhappiness in her heart regardless of it.

"Yun'er, be cautious. Miss Yan of the Guogong Mansion, should we talk about it casually?" The second aunt said in a light tone, sat on the rose chair without raising her head, picked up the tea on the table, blew it gently, and took a sip.

"Mother, isn't this in our own yard, I won't talk nonsense when I go out. Yan Yun'er replied smartly.

The second aunt glanced up at Yan Yun'er, looked satisfied, and nodded.

"It's good that you know. Yun'er, you just have to have a good relationship with the prince, here, you don't have to worry about it, you have a mother. The second aunt smiled lightly, as if everything was under control.

"Yes, mother. Yan Yun'er blushed, and was slightly embarrassed that her mother suddenly mentioned the prince. As soon as she thought of Shizi, she felt that her face was a little hot and a little ashamed, so she nodded indiscriminately and stopped squeaking.

The night was dark and long. The stars in the sky, squinting and with a cold glow, peered into the earth.

For those who have light in their hearts, this night is still bright and hopeful, even if it is dark, but for those who are glamorous, it is an excellent protective color for them, allowing them to do whatever they want, but it is difficult to detect.

No matter what these people outside planned to do, and what conspiracy they were going to play, Yan Zhuo had already dodged into the space at this moment and started his daily routine cultivation.

After all, strength is king.

This time, instead of choosing to sit by the spring, she came to the two-story bamboo house and sat on the futon in the middle of the bamboo house. The futon had the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind, and in this position, she could clearly feel that the fire spirit power was much more active than in other places.