Chapter 439
After ridiculing Ruan Yuanniang, An An bounced to Zhang Kangping's house.

After writing the story book, she can concentrate on painting. After drawing a few illustrations and characters, she started painting landscapes again.

That yellow flower is about to wither soon, even if it stays, it won't last for a few days.

In the coming year, when spring comes, there will be more flowers planted, she will try again and again, anyway, it is said that the Gu worm can be sealed for a year.

Thinking about it this way, An An didn't feel that pressure anymore.

Paint as you like, and when you're done, Tiaonian reflexively uses green juice as fuel, picks the yellow flowers, crushes them with your fingertips, and puts them on the flowers and plants in the painting.

Who knows, arranging flowers deliberately will not bloom, but planting willows and willows will make shade unintentionally.

This random painting actually has the same artistic conception as before.

An An didn't have time to think about why, so she rolled up the painting and hurried to the Ning's Manor.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case, if after a long time, the stolen artistic conception is gone, doesn't she just cry?
When she went, Ning Fangyuan was writing a letter in the study.

Changshi was guarding the door, but stopped her, and asked in a low voice, "Are you here to give away "Eye of the Sky 4"? Let me tell you, shopkeeper Zhang was in a hurry, and came over to ask me several times. It will be Chinese New Year soon, and if the manuscript is not delivered, the workers will be busy celebrating the Chinese New Year, so it will be difficult to print it out.”

An An raised her eyebrows, "There is no sky eye, but there is a picture, do you want to see it?"

When Changshi heard that he had lost his eyesight, he immediately became depressed. He was not interested in looking at the paintings, "Young master is in the house."

An An reached out and patted his head, and when Changshi jumped up, he had already bounced into the study.

When he entered, he saw Ning Fangyuan lying on the table, and he couldn't help holding the painting proudly.

"Dangdangdangdang~Brother Fang Yuan, come and see what I brought, I have drawn a painting with the same artistic conception as last time."

The little girl held up the painting, her face brimming with pride, she rushed in from the outside, obviously with a cool breeze on her body, but Ning Fangyuan felt that she was shining.

The light dispelled all the haze of his previous letter writing, put down the pen, took a piece of paper and covered the letter calmly, stood up, there was already a smile in his eyes, and squinted at her, "Really?" of?"

An An shook the picture scroll in her hand, looking a little arrogant, "Of course it's true, otherwise you can open it and take a look."

Ning Fangyuan took the painting from her hand and wanted to open it. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he tied the painting again, but did not open it.

An An said it was the same as last time, so it was naturally the same as last time.

He remembered that when he opened it last time, the Gu was alarmed.

It's a trivial matter to vomit blood after looking at the painting. If the painting is stained or destroyed, where can the girl find such a painting?
Carefully put away.

Ning Fangyuan looked at An An cautiously, "Don't mention this painting to Dr. Gu, do you understand?"

When the people who went to the southern border come back, if they really can't find the secret Gu, it won't be too late to use this painting.

In short, he would not use this painting unless it was absolutely necessary.

He was reluctant.

What's more, that day, when he came back, although the remnant painting had been stained with blood and had no artistic conception, the aura above it was particularly refreshing.

This painting seems to have some clues, it is not made by ordinary ink and paint.

That artistic conception, I am afraid it is not because of those special things.

He could see it, and he was afraid that Miracle Doctor Gu could also see the clue.

He was about to ask An An about the origin of this painting.

In no mood……

(End of this chapter)

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