The Unruly Princess: Regent, please hug me

Chapter 564 Shen Qiqi's Blueprint
The rain became much lighter, and the rain curtain turned into a rain curtain. People standing one foot away could be seen through the rain and mist. The people began to rebuild their homes. After inspecting the situation, Mo Yan appointed guidelines and plans for disaster relief.

After seeing the plan, Amur felt even more afraid of Mo Yan. His talent was deeper than he imagined. If Mo Yan was allowed to go back safely, Mo Yan would definitely not let him go. He also made up his mind not to let him live. Get out of the desert.

With a lamp like a bean, Mo Yan drew blueprints under the shaking candlelight. He observed the softness of the desert, and wanted to design suitable houses for the people of the Feisha tribe. As he drew the blueprints, he remembered the crossbow designed by Shen Qiqi .

"What's in your head? Why can you always come up with things I can't think of? If you were asked to design a house, what would you do?" Mo Yan silently talked to Shen Qiqi in his heart while drawing. , Shen Qiqi can always surprise him.

Thinking of Shen Qiqi's painting, he immediately thought of the crossbow that shot Chu Liuyun, and he recognized that the weapon in Almu's hand was the crossbow that was intended as a secret weapon to frighten Xuanyang and the Feisha tribe. Why did Almu have a crossbow? Their crossbow bolts are not comparable to Tianyue's crossbow bolts in style and speed, and their range and damage are at most half of their crossbow bolts.

"The virtuous king...could it be you?" Mo Yan thought about possible candidates in his heart, but he still didn't have an answer.

However, the idea of ​​desertion affected his design. He drew several pictures, but he was not satisfied. He crumpled them into paper balls and threw them aside. After all, it is a hot place, and the most important thing is to prevent heat. Mo Yan couldn't do both, so he sat in a chair and closed his eyes irritably.

"Your Highness, I'm picking up something, it's for you." Qingcheng walked in lightly, the door was left open, Qingcheng went to get paper and inkstone for Mo Yan, and when he came back, he saw a paper tube thrown on the ground. Beside the door, the word Mo Yan was scrawled on it.

The rain became much lighter, and the rain curtain turned into a rain curtain. People standing one foot away could be seen through the rain and mist. The people began to rebuild their homes. After inspecting the situation, Mo Yan appointed guidelines and plans for disaster relief.

After seeing the plan, Amur felt even more afraid of Mo Yan. Mo Yan's talent was deeper than he imagined. If he let Mo Yan go back safely, he would not let him go. He also made up his mind not to let him live. Get out of the desert.

With a lamp like a bean, Mo Yan drew blueprints under the shaking candlelight. He observed the softness of the desert, and wanted to design suitable houses for the people of the Feisha tribe. As he drew the blueprints, he remembered the crossbow designed by Shen Qiqi .

"What's in your head? Why can you always come up with things I can't think of? If you were asked to design a house, what would you do?" Mo Yan silently talked to Shen Qiqi in his heart while drawing. , Shen Qiqi can always surprise him.

Thinking of Shen Qiqi's painting, Mo Yan immediately thought of the crossbow arrow that shot Chu Liuyun, he recognized that the weapon in Almu's hand was the crossbow arrow intended to shock Xuanyang and the Feisha tribe as a secret weapon, why did Almu have a crossbow arrow, His crossbow bolts are inferior to Tianyue's crossbow bolts in style and speed, and their range and damage are at most half of their crossbow bolts.

"The virtuous king...could it be you?" Mo Yan thought about possible candidates in his heart, but he still didn't have an answer.

However, the idea of ​​desertion affected his design. He drew several pictures, but he was not satisfied. He crumpled them into paper balls and threw them aside. After all, it is a hot place, and the most important thing is to prevent heat. Mo Yan couldn't do both, so he sat in a chair and closed his eyes irritably.

"Your Highness, I'm picking up something, it's for you." Qingcheng walked in lightly, the door was left open, Qingcheng went to get paper and inkstone for Mo Yan, and when he came back, he saw a paper tube thrown on the ground. Beside the door, the word Mo Yan was scrawled on it.

Mo Yan glanced at the paper tube in his hand. The outside of the paper tube was clean and tidy. The ribbon tied with the paper tube was tied with a delicate bow. As I guessed, there are houses built on the sand inside, which are exquisitely designed, save materials, and have a beautiful shape.

Mo Yan could see that it was Shen Qiqi's handwriting, the brushwork and design were typical of Shen Qiqi's style.

"Who sent it?" Mo Yan looked and looked, then looked at Qingcheng, Qingcheng shook his head at him.

"I went to get something and came back and saw it outside the door. If I didn't see your name written on it, I would have thrown it away." Qingcheng stood on tiptoe, secretly glanced at the papers spread out on the table, and saw to the drawing of the house.

Mo Yan thought that it must be sent by Qi Zhao, and he was thinking about designing the house, so he didn't notice Qi Zhao's arrival.

"Your Highness, how about tomorrow? Have you figured it out? The tents where the common people live have collapsed, and many common people live in an oilcloth propped up with four sticks, and the patriarch is here to urge them again." Qing Cheng whispered, Amur urged him several times, but Qingcheng blocked him, because he was worried that Amur would come to remind him later.

"Okay, you wait." Mo Yan thought for a while, originally wanted to hand over Shen Qiqi's blueprint, but after a moment of hesitation, he was still reluctant to part with Shen Qiqi's handwriting, so he drew another copy according to the blueprint, and handed it over to Qingcheng , Qingcheng turned and went out to Amur.

Qingcheng closed the door and left. There was only Mo Yan in the room. There was the patter of rain outside. Mo Yan stared at the drawing, his mind was full of Shen Qiqi's shadow, his heart was full of thoughts, he closed his eyes, opened them suddenly, and changed his mind. Putting on night clothes, he disappeared into the rain curtain.

Mo Yan stood in the rain, closely observing the actions of the guards after teaching for a day. Under his command, all the guards followed the pre-made plan, and everyone was doing their own work. The disaster relief has already achieved initial results , many people applauded, Mo Yan had a lot of dealings with the Feisha tribe, some people knew him, Mo Yan put on the human skin mask of a guard.

Qi Zhao brought Shen Qiqi to the street, she didn't open an umbrella, for the convenience of moving, she put on the coir raincoat that Qi Zhao specially made for her, and wore a bamboo hat on her head, walking through the torrential rain, she complained She saw Mo Yan commanding the guards in the rain, and she wanted to go there, but Qi Zhao held her back.

"Princess, Your Highness has taken the poison pill, and your contact with His Highness will offend His Majesty..." Qi Zhao received Chu Liuyun's instruction that Shen Qiqi should not get close to Mo Yan when he witnessed Mo Yan's death.

"It's been three days since Mo Yan rescued the disaster, so I went to have a look, I can't talk, we will return to Tianyue tomorrow." Shen Qiqi knew that Qi Zhao was worried about her safety, she just wanted to see Mo Yan clearly and make sure he was safe That's all.

(End of this chapter)