Raise a wolf cub to be a minister

Chapter 439 Chapter 439, hold your hand and grow old together

"I was bored in the afternoon, so I drew some masks by myself. See if there are any you like. We will stay in Fuzhou for half a month, so we will make the masks directly in Fuzhou."

"Princess, wait a moment, I will send the bowls and chopsticks out first."

"En." Nan Jin responded, and began to spread out the papers that had been collected a while ago.

When Gu Xiuran came back after delivering the bowls and chopsticks, the table was already covered with sheets of paper with masks drawn on it.

"Which one do you like? I also made some small designs for hidden weapons. I think this has a soul, but I just don't know if the merchant can make it?"

After playing with weapons for a long time, they will be able to design them. Compared with flashy things, Nan Jin still prefers practical things. Of course, it is better if they look good.

"My design is relatively simple. I am afraid that the merchants will not be able to make it. What kind of material do you think is good? The blacksmith can probably make it, but it is too ugly. I want to make jade. Jade looks good."

"You can make gold inlaid with jade, use jade where it is easy to do, and use gold to shape where it is not easy to do, so that it can be made and looks good."

"Yeah, why didn't I think of that?" Nan Jin looked up at Gu Xiuran with bright eyes, full of happiness.

"The princess doesn't pay attention to these things on weekdays. It's normal not to know."

This is true, but, "Then you know?"

"Before I made a hairpin for the princess, I learned about it."

"Oh." Nan Jin accepted the explanation, "Then let's see which one you like? Let's do whichever one you like."

Gu Xiuran looked at the pictures on the table, and didn't ask Nan Jin if she had drawn one for herself, and finally chose the one with hollows covering the nose and eyes, with a deer antler-like pattern outlined on one corner.

"This one."

"This is good, I like it."

After hearing Nan Jin's words, Gu Xiuran breathed a sigh of relief.

"I drew this for myself." Nan Jin took out another similar piece of paper from the bottom of a piece of paper, but one corner was not with antlers, but peacock feathers. "I first drew this, and then drew You, but I was afraid that you would not like it, so I drew other kinds, and if I knew it, I would not draw it, and it took me so long to draw it."

Gu Xiuran didn't expect this painting to come from this way, looking at the two almost identical pictures, Gu Xiuran's heart was full of ironing.

Nan Jin just complained a few words casually, but just after she finished speaking, her right hand was suddenly pulled, and Nan Jin raised her eyes to look at Gu Xiuran slightly startled.

"I'll rub it for the princess."

As he spoke, he rubbed her hands for her.

"What?" Nan Jin was still a little out of shape, mainly because the topic was a bit jumpy.

Gu Xiuran's hand holding Nan Jin's hand tightened slightly, while the other hand pressed Nan Jin's wrist, rubbing it for her bit by bit, "The princess drew the picture for a long time, and the hand settled down. It's extremely sour, I'll rub it for the princess."

At the end of the sentence, Gu Xiuran lowered his eyebrows and helped Nan Jin rub his hands bit by bit, from wrist to palm, and then from palm to fingertips.

Nan Jin who heard it clearly changed from being frightened to being slightly stunned, and then being slightly stunned to take it for granted, and then when Gu Xiuran lowered his eyebrows and helped her rub her hands, taking it for granted gradually became...

Nan Jin just watched Gu Xiuran's hand move from her wrist to her palm, and then from her palm to her fingertips.

At first, she didn't feel anything, until his fingertips intertwined with hers, she suddenly thought of a sentence: hold your hand and grow old together.

(End of this chapter)