report!The empress is on the way to farm, the lucky star shines brightly

Chapter 35 Clay Figure
"Congratulations to the host for getting a hairy crab gift pack."

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining a 'Entrepreneurship Fund Card'."

"Congratulations to the master for obtaining a bottle of 'Plant Evolution Water'."

All the cards drawn today are very good, and Kapok just feels better: "How much does this venture fund have?"

Foca replied: "Master, guess what?"

Kapok thought: "100 taels?"

"Oh no."

"Ten taels?"

"Master, it's still not right?" Fuka said mysteriously, "Master boldly guessed."

Kapok felt that the whole world was lit up for a moment, "Could it be 1000 taels?"

Fuka said happily: "Congratulations, master, you guessed it right~"

1000 taels! 1000 taels, Kapok showed a face that had never seen the world, and smiled from ear to ear, "What does the plant evolution card mean?"

"Master, as the name suggests, the evolution card is a potion that can allow plants to evolve. Each drop of potion can shorten the growth time of plants by one-fifth. It's very useful."

Kapok thought, no wonder people like to buy lottery tickets. The feeling of being favored by heaven suddenly and being hit by a pie falling from the sky is too good.

Kapok is in a good mood, and this is the first time I am in the mood to walk slowly in this ancient town. It is already Youshi, the sky is dark, the street is full of lights, and people are coming and going. Kapok is the first time to come to ancient times. For the first time, I had the urge to visit the night market.

Kapok bought a silver hairpin from a stall selling silk flower hairpins, watched the old craftsmanship for a while at a woodcarving stall, and finally stopped at a stall selling clay figurines.

"Old man, I want to make a clay figurine. As for the shape." Mu Mian looked at the scholar who was writing letters at the stall next to him, "Can I borrow your pen and ink? I can pay for it."

Seeing that she handed him two large sums of money, the scholar said, "Little girl, do you want to paint portraits? Shall I help you?"

Kapok shook her head: "No need, I will do it myself."

The scholar didn't believe it. The little girl in front of her was plainly dressed and dark, she didn't look like someone who had learned to draw.

Kapok could see what the scholar was thinking. She smiled and picked up the brush. She can't write, but she has learned to draw.

After a while, Kapok drew a small picture, which made the scholar next to him dumbfounded, "Sure enough, people can't be judged by their appearance."

Kapok handed the small figure to the grandfather who made the clay figurine: "You can make it according to this small figure."

"Hey, master, why does the person on the small portrait look like you?" In the tea house, a boy with wheat-colored skin, sword eyebrows and star-eyed eyes stood at the window, pointing to the small portrait of kapok downstairs, "Master, hurry up!" Come and see, that little girl painted your little portrait."

"Master, what I said is true, that girl really painted your portrait."

As soon as the words fell, the handsome young man who was sitting at the desk making tea and drinking tea stood up and walked to the window.

It is not entirely accurate to say that he is a teenager.

His long eyebrows are drawn into his temples, his eyes are like stars, the sun shines on him, his jade-like skin exudes a gleaming luster, he has the dazzling appearance of a young man, but he also has a mountain-like calm temperament and driving people. The captivating power of submission is the temperament that a mature man can only possess after a lot of tempering. It can make people instantly ignore his appearance, forget his age, and have a sense of awe and trust in him.

This person is Li Changyuan.

Li Changyuan looked down, and the girl was holding a clay puppet in dark blue coarse clothes to play with. On the square table not far from the girl, there was a small portrait that was [-]% similar to him.

Li Chang Yuan pursed his lips, his eyes reflected the girl's happy little face.

"Master, does that girl like you? That little expression is too happy." The wheat-colored boy moved closer to Li Chang Yuan's side, and stretched out his head to look out.

Li Changyuan withdrew his gaze and glanced at him lightly, the young man shrank his neck belatedly.

"Master, Sanwu is wrong." The young man cast a help-seeking look behind him.

The young man who had rescued Feng Junbao behind him said to Li Changyuan: "Master, do you want to get back the little portrait painted by Miss Kapok?"

Sanwu leaned over curiously: "Ershi, did that girl know our master? Let me just say, our master can harvest girls' hearts wherever he goes. That girl's name is Kapok? It looks like she has pretty good drawing skills."

Sanwu's small mouth, Balabala, kept talking, Ershi stroked his forehead, how did this guy survive by the master's side?

I don't know if it was because of what Sanwu said, but Li Changyuan also suddenly felt that Mu Mian's expression was really pleasing to him.

But in just a few days of getting along, Li Changyuan put away his contempt for Mu Mian, he knew that Mu Mian was not as coddled and tender as ordinary little girls, how crisply she closed the door that night.

Li Chang Yuan touched the tip of his nose, it seemed that even now he could still feel the embarrassment that she experienced for the first time in her life when she rejected him that night.

Before that, how could any girl be so rude to herself?
This girl really exceeded his expectations time and time again. First, she divided the family quickly with a sharp knife, decisive, neat, and ruthless methods. She also knew how to choose between the family property.

Later, she gave out the prescription in a high-spirited manner, and she was more open-minded and open-minded than many men he knew.

Seeing her painting skills now, it is obvious that she is not a novice, but it is rare that she is proficient in painting skills.

Li Chang Yuan looked at Mu Mian again, but at this time Mu Mian was no longer in front of the stall, Li Chang Yuan looked at her back, so joyful, what good happened?

Li Chang Yuan slightly curled his lips, and was about to return to his seat, but suddenly frowned, why was that girl being followed?
"Master, Concubine Zheng is pregnant now, what should we do next?"

Li Changyuan ignored Sanwu who was talking, but said to Ershi first: "Go, follow Kapok, and clean up the tail behind her."

Ershi was ordered to go.

Sanwu looked gossipy: "Master, what kind of kapok girl do you like? I have been with you for so many years, and this is the first time I see you helping a little girl." But his master's vision is really not very good, that girl She looks black and not slick, but she is not beautiful, and she is not worthy of his master at all.

Li Chang Yuan said nothing, just looked at him coldly.

Sanwu scratched his head, and changed the subject with a dry smile: "But master, you are really lucky this time. Concubine Zheng Gui is pregnant, and the second prince is afraid that his status will be lost. I am afraid that he will not have time to trouble you in the future." His master's luck was really bad in the past, since he was a child, nothing went well, he was just an unlucky guy who could get his teeth stuck between drinks of cold water.

Poor him, he started to follow his master at the age of seven, and he was also unlucky with his master.

"Unlucky guy" Li Changyuan didn't know what his subordinates were complaining about. He paced around the room, and the air became stagnant as he went back and forth. After a long time, Li Changyuan said in a deep voice: "Send the news, just say that I was assassinated and died. .”

Sanwu also became serious: "Master, are you trying to get a corpse similar to yours?"

"Daluo Mountain is a good place. In the past ten months, I have lived a life of cultivating and entertaining myself with the scriptures." Li Changyuan's long eyebrows that were tightly locked into the river have been stretched, "You go back to the capital to help Yipu, let Ershi follow me for the next ten months."

After hearing this, San Wu's eyes rolled around, and he said dog-leggedly: "Master, you go to the wild cranes, so that Er Shi, who has no interest, will follow you? Why don't you let me follow you this time."

Li Chang Yuan thought about it, Er Shi's stunned wood was indeed a bit of an eyesore, and San Wu was funny even though his mouth was broken, so he nodded and agreed.

At this time, Ershi didn't know that he had missed a chance to take a paid vacation, and he was busy dealing with the "tail" that followed Kapok.

In fact, after walking for a while, Kapok found people following her, but she didn't expect that behind those two tall and strong men, there was a martial arts master protecting her.

Just as she tried her best to go to a crowded place and was thinking about how to take the opportunity to escape, she never expected that the two big men would act so boldly that they would do it in public.

Just as she was about to fight, the two big men were instantly brought down by a young man with a sharp hand and a handsome appearance.

Could it be that he is the mysterious person who punished Liu Xiancheng and helped him?Or a random act of charity?
"Thank you hero for saving your life." Mu Mian gratefully looked at the boy who was standing stupidly like a wooden pile in front of him.

Er Shi didn't change his face: "Ms. Kapok is serious."

"You know me?" Mu Mian said unexpectedly, "Are you really that mysterious person?"

"Mysterious man?" Ershi held his sword and frowned, "What do you mean, girl?"

Kapok then told about Liu Xiancheng.

How did the two tell each other: "Miss misunderstood, the mysterious person you mentioned is my master."

"Who is your master?" Mu Mian was surprised by this dramatic story. Is there any script about Prince and Cinderella?
Ershi didn't answer, but just stared blankly at the clay figurine in Kapok's hand.

Mu Mian was also stunned for a few seconds before realizing that his master was Li Changyuan.

Mu Mian silently hid the clay figurine behind her back. Although the clay figurine was given to Li Changyuan's little fan girl Feng Junyi, it didn't seem appropriate for her to pinch someone without their consent.

There was no disturbance in Er Shi's heart.

He walked up to two strong men who fell to the ground, and slammed his long sword against the neck of the big men: "Say, who sent you here."

(End of this chapter)