Heavenly Star

When I returned to Yefu, the time was almost noon, and he walked over all the way, unintentionally not knowing how many pedestrians. When I came to Ye Shuiyao's study, a touch of Qianying's paintings portrayed a green lotus leaf, which did not respond to his arrival. Xiao Ningxue sat quietly on the soft chair, boring back and forth with the calf. When he saw him coming back, he immediately rushed up and hangs on him and refuses to come down.

Ye Wuchen took a few shots on her little buttocks, then picked her up and turned her head and yelled at Ye Shuiyao: "Sister, are you hungry?"

"Not hungry."

"...What does the sister want to eat?"

"casual."

When talking to Ye Shuiyao, Ye Wuchen’s eyes were also paying attention to her movements. He frowned slightly, put down the snow, then walked to Ye Shuiyao and reached out to hold the pen on her right hand.

Ye Shuiyao shuddered, and for a time he forgot to swear or break free.

"Sister, your brushwork is delicate, but the excessively delicate will create a dull line. To paint the most natural lotus, you must use the most natural and smooth brushwork in accordance with the lotus you think in your heart. Otherwise It is not a flower, but a painting..."

Ye Wuchen gently held Ye Shuiyao's hand and outlined her with her hand lightly...

The breath from him, and the temperature from his hand, made her heart and brain confused until it became blank. She could not hear what he was saying and could not see what he was doing. Until he left with the snow, she slowly returned to the gods, and the paper on the pen had already opened a delicate lotus flower.

She was sitting in a chair behind her. The mood has not returned to calm for a long time.

"What happened to me..." Caressing her own heart, she asked herself faintly.

At this time, Lin Jialin and Huajia Huashui's soft-kiss, this well-known thing has been ignited by the whole city, and its warmth seems to be a big event for the whole country. Ye Wuchen took the cold cliff and walked through the crowd, listening to their talk with interest. Lin Jiayue is doing this, the more they appear to be confused. Ye Wuchen secretly smiled: It seems that he really overestimated Lin Xiao.

The cold cliff is still cold with a face, like a human skin mask with a dead skin. The direction of their march is still the black forest, and the only sentence that Ye Wuchen said before he left is: "Go, dig a pit and put a few knives."

When they returned, time was near dusk. At this time, the look of the cold cliff to Ye Wuchen brought some weirdness. I don’t know what the Ye Jiada’s young master had committed. He had nothing to do during the day and went to the black forest where the bird was not pulling, and it was beautiful. The name is to exercise and cultivate the sentiment.

The next day, the cold cliff was almost vomiting blood.

"Go, pick up two faeces, the more the better."

If the other person did not save him and his mother's life, then he cured his mother's eyes. Leng Ya has even a heart with his knife. But in the end, he could only grit his teeth, all the way black and face with two burdens behind Ye Wuchen, all the way to the pedestrians smoked to hide. Even with his heart, I can't wait to find a place to sneak in. The most unfortunate thing is to cast my face.

In the afternoon, Ye Wuchen did not go to toss the cold cliff, but changed his body to a dress that was not very eye-catching. He came to Tianlongcheng Huajia in a low-key manner.

The house of Huajia is obviously smaller than the one from Yejia, and people are much less than Ye Family. Huajia’s current principal is only one, and that is the flower shake. Compared with the Ye family, Ding Weiwang, the flower family can only be described as miserable. The generation of Hua Zhentian was only his only son, and he only had a daughter when he was in his thirties. The reason why the flower family was too dying was that his parents passed away prematurely, and even his wife was killed in an accident.

Hua Shui is the only daughter of Hua Zhentian, the only relative, and the only sustenance, to the extent that she has loved her love.

"How do you get in?" A few laps of silence around the flower house, Ye Wuchen knocked on his chin and meditated.

Large bureaucratic political families like Ye Family and Huajia have mastered the power in their hands, and the heavy ones they master can make a thousand corpses under one command. But they generally have an obvious flaw. That is, although these bureaucrats have a lot of masters, they do not have any top experts. Even the power of the largest Ye Family is only one of the dark guards. Because those real masters are generally obsessed with martial arts and are unwilling to be in contact with bureaucratic politics.

Contrary to this, some of the magical families who are distributed in various regions of the Tianlong country, although they have no military power, but the only pursuit of the military or the devil, each one is enough to be an enemy. Their existence makes ordinary people yearn for and even fear. Although there are not many doormen in a magical family, the Tianlong royal family will not provoke them, and they will not dare to provoke the Dragon King. It is a breeze to destroy any of the magical families with the strength of Ye Jia can use, but there is no doubt that it will pay a light or heavy price. Huan’s military power is far less than that of Ye Family, but it is rumored that Hua’s family has a mysterious team called “Tianlei Fire”. Although there are only a few thousand people, each of them is full of Lei Zhenzi. With the fire poison, its destruction ability is extremely amazing.

Ye Wuchen can fly in the Ye family without being noticed, and there is not much pressure on diving into the flower house, otherwise it will not come here today.

"...My second lady likes the painting very much. I beg you to let the little one see the flower master."

In front of the Huajia Gate, a servant dressed up is desperately trying to guard the Huajia Gatekeeper. It seems that if he is not a task today, he will be punished after returning.

"Our family is not here! He has already said that no matter who buys it will not sell, you still go back." The guard waved.

"This big brother, let the little one see the flower master." The man looked like a good attitude, and at the same time, without a trace, put a silvery silver into the guard's hand.

The guards kept accepting the silence, and the servant’s face was not showing a happy color. He listened to the guard’s serious saying: “My grandfather is really not there. Even if I am, I will not see anyone who wants to buy a picture.”

The servant opened his mouth and then cried and said: "This big brother, you tell the flower master, my lady is willing to buy 100,000 silver to buy the painting."

One hundred thousand two! ? This number surprised Ye Wuchen's snacks, and the young lady of the wealthy family did not take the money too much. She actually took 100,000 yuan to buy a painting... This money is too good to earn.

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