Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 305 I want this city (1)
Leng Xia nodded and asked, "How much?"

The man stretched out his palm and separated his five fingers. She nodded, took out five 1000 taels of silver bills from her pocket, and threw them over.

Until she left the shop, Zhuma still maintained a detached appearance.

Leng Xia sighed, changed her mind, and said, "It's not impossible to have both, it depends on your father's choice. Whether it's your only daughter or Beiyan's century-old foundation is more important."

Zhuma seemed to be woken up by her words, although she couldn't help feeling uneasy, but her face cleared up a bit, she took a deep breath, and asked with a smile: "Sister Leng Xia, do you want to buy this dagger for his master?"

"Give it to the little one!" Leng Xia looked at the dagger in her hand, curled her lips, wouldn't it be too small for that person to use this?
Zhuma responded, and just took two steps, she stopped for a moment, her eyes widened, and she said in disbelief, "For the baby?"

Seeing her nodding for granted, her face full of righteousness, Zhuma rubbed her forehead and sighed, "But the baby is only a few days old!"

Leng Xia frowned: "Well, it seems that it will take a few more years..."

Back to the restaurant.

Leng Xia piled up the full toys on Xiao Feng's bed, and said with satisfaction: "Your son's!"

She went to tease the baby who woke up for a while. The little guy's wrinkled skin has been smoothed these few days, and it is no longer red. With small arms like lotus root segments.

Leng Xia clenched his soft little fist in her hand, and compared it with the dagger in the other hand, she really felt that she should save it for a while before we can talk about it.

It wasn't until this time that Leng Xia realized that Xiao Feng, who could not stop chattering all the time, had never spoken, and she turned her head to look.

I saw the woman who became a mother, holding a windmill in one hand and a puppet in the other, playing with excitement on her face!

Leng Xia looked at the sky, and couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy for this little one again. It seemed that he had seen the scene of a few years later, a big and a small locked up in the room to snatch toys...

At this moment, a "cuckoo" sound came from outside the window.

The corner of Leng Xia's lips twitched, it should be Zhan Beilie's reply.

She was still wondering that the letter had been sent for a few days, but there was no news from that person.

When the window was opened, the pigeon flew in with flapping wings. The pigeon flew so cumbersomely that it tilted its feet in mid-air and almost fell to the ground.

Leng Xiayu took the pigeon into his palm with one move, and was really shocked by the weight. That person...

How many replies have been written!

After removing the heavy mailbox from the pigeon's leg, the pigeon obviously felt relieved in an instant, and then looked at her with eyes full of gratitude, and the leg on which the letterbox was placed trembled. Poorly, he squatted aside and licked his feathers.

Leng Xia suspiciously opened the letter box, it was stuffed to the brim, there were two parts, the first part was only two pieces of letter paper, on which he first expressed his deep and earnest thoughts, every word and every word made his heart cry, as if Leng Xia would never leave again. go back……

I'm sorry for him, sorry for Daqin, and sorry for the ancestors of the Daqin royal family!

Looking directly at Leng Xia, her brows twitched wildly, and the corners of her mouth twitched wildly.

In addition to the hypocritical and exaggerated love letter, the Daqin God of War also included three short stories. After reading it, Leng Xia found that these are the Five Kingdoms versions of "Stop eating because of choking", "A bird frightened by bows", "Once bitten by a snake for ten years and afraid of welling". rope".

She frowned and thought for a moment, not wanting to understand the purpose of these three stories, she shook her head and threw it aside.

Then he picked up the piles of rice paper behind him, and was stunned.

This is actually a five-country version of the comic strip, each of which is a girl's growth process from being born to a young girl.

The composition is full and full of tension, and the brush strokes are grand and heavy. Although it is a comic book, the domineering atmosphere between the strokes of the brush and the splashes of ink is undoubtedly revealed!
With just one glance, Leng Xia knew that it must have been drawn by Zhan Beilie himself.

The ink is dripping, and under the illumination of the light, the naive girl is painted in a few strokes. The innocent and lovely mood is really lifelike, as if she can walk out of the painting at any time.

She raised her willow eyebrows, and carefully read the pictures one by one...

One year old: The baby is lying in the cradle, with fluffy black hair, a pair of watery phoenix eyes, and long and curly eyelashes with distinct roots. It seems that as long as you blink, there will be fine brilliance scattered from the eyes , her pink lips are slightly pouting, and her little cheeks are bulging.

That soft and wet little appearance makes Leng Xia's heart soft.

Three years old: The little girl is wearing a small red satin jacket, which is particularly eye-catching in the white snow. Two brushes like rabbit tails are tied behind her head. Stretching out his eyes and shining brightly, it looked as if he was about to throw himself into someone's arms.

Leng Xia slightly pulled her lips, revealing a warm smile.

Six years old: The girl has already revealed a bit of coquettishness. In the exquisite wing room, she holds the white pieces in one hand and the black pieces in the other, playing chess with herself intently. Unexpectedly, he was fierce and aggressive, and his little melon-seeded face was full of wisdom and pride.

No matter what kind of parents, they are always proud to have such a daughter.

Ten years old: The girl exuded a bit of resolute and clear aura. Among the colorful falling flowers, she put her foot on a fallen leaf, waving a sword and halberd in the air, and her figure was like a dragon. Her black hair flutters in the wind, and the elegance all over her body makes people unable to take their eyes off it!

What surprised Leng Xia even more was that this...

This is simply a replica of her!
Looking at these paintings, Leng Xia couldn't help but suddenly realized when she saw the three short stories above!
She let out a "poof" laugh, and the laugh became more and more joyful, and she lay down on the table, buried it in her arms, and laughed heartily at those silly things with her eyes exposed.

this person...

It turned out that she was afraid that she would not have a child because of Xiao Feng's dangerous childbirth, so she first wrote a few short stories to use the aggressive method, and then used this cute replica of Little Leng Xia to lure her.

(End of this chapter)