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Chapter four hundred and fourteen if you want something

Qin Mingyue raised her hand lightly, and the pill box held in her hand disappeared without a trace.

Wei Changfeng would also do this hand, and he also noticed the ring worn by the ninth princess on the ring finger of his right hand.

Little Sumeru Ring!

Compared to the dark little Sumeru ring in Wei Changfeng's hand, Qin Mingyue's is undoubtedly much more beautiful, with a dark golden color that is low-key and exquisite. It matches her onion and white fiber fingers very well and is undoubtedly a more advanced product.

Qin Zhaoyuan could only sigh helplessly.

If he wants to ask for something good that falls into this sister, he must pay a heavy price.

After getting two rare elixirs, Qin Mingyue was in a good mood. She finally did not forget her promise to Wei Changfeng and said, "Wei Changfeng, I didn't expect that you would take out such precious items for Mr. Murong. That palace is not the one who doesn't keep his word. As long as your elixir is indeed effective, I will ask my father to issue an order to release Mr. Murong and let him regain his post."

Qin Mingyue felt a little embarrassed just by releasing Murong Changyu, so he added weights.

Wei Changfeng clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness."

Although Wei Changfeng and Murong Changyu were not close or related, they came to Qinyang because of the mission. When encountering such a situation, it was normal that he could not save anyone. I believe Murong Bo would not blame him.

But after learning about Murong Changyu's personality, Wei Changfeng felt that he could not abandon it.

This old man has a very bad temper and is vicious and unforgivable, but he has a noble character and is worried about the country and the people.

It was precisely when he saw the crisis facing the Qin Dynasty and the sufferings the people from all directions were suffering. That was why he kept admonishing King Wu of Qin to let the latter love the people and cherish the people. Don’t show off your martial arts and waste national strength.

Murong Changyu is even more jealous of evil. He is a man of iron for those who cannot stand, whether the other party is a royal relative or a noble person, he will not leave any room for scolding, and he can be said to be a strong man!

With such a character, how could Wei Changfeng watch him die in the prison?

Reincarnation and rebirth for thousands of years may be due to God’s favor, so you should do more meritorious things!

The most important thing is that as long as there are suitable materials, refining the beauty pill or the white-haired beauty pill is not a very difficult thing for Wei Changfeng.

He used these two kinds of strange pills in his previous life and I don’t know how many beautiful hearts he won, and his refining techniques have long been extremely proficient.

Since his goal has been achieved, Wei Changfeng is ready to say goodbye and leave.

He clasped his fists and said, "There are two of your highnesses in the future."

Shang Xiuyun saw it and felt strange again.

Qin Mingyue blinked and suddenly interrupted Wei Changfeng's words: "Are you going to leave like this?"

Wei Changfeng couldn't help but be stunned: "What does the princess mean?"

He really couldn't think of any need to stay here, so he would drink and chat with the two of them?

Then forget it!

Qin Mingyue hummed twice in dissatisfaction. She stretched out her arm and put her arms around Shang Xiuyun's waist beside her and said, "Do you have nothing to say to Sister Xiuyun? Shouldn't there be a meeting gift for the first time?"

"ah"

Shang Xiuyun was caught off guard by her. She let out a light cry, and her pretty face covered by the veil appeared.

Qin Mingyue stared at Wei Changfeng regardless of his care, and looked like "If you have nothing to say, I won't agree."

Although this Princess of Daqin is not old, she is smart and keen, and does not ignore Shang Xiuyun who is sitting beside her, knowing that the latter has been neglected by everyone.

The key lies in Wei Changfeng's attitude. Facing such an eternal woman, he had no expression.

So Shang Xiuyun decided to "stand up with justice" for Shang Xiuyun and kept Wei Changfeng.

Wei Changfeng understood, and he was so amused and laughed.

He couldn't help but look at Shang Xiuyun, and the latter's eyes also came, and the two of them happened to be right together.

Shang Xiuyun's eyes were very special, with embarrassment and embarrassment, and a hint of resentment and expectation. With a different temptation and charm, his mind was shocked.

Wei Changfeng was not an ordinary person after all, so he quickly woke up and thought for a while and said, "Your Highness is right, but he is wrong. Then I will give you a special gift to everyone Shang."

“What special gift?”

Qin Mingyue asked curiously: "Is it the Guanyan Dan again?"

Wei Changfeng smiled bitterly and said, "There is no longer a stamina pill. I wonder if there are pens, ink, paper and inkstones here?"

What is Yuchun Tower? His Royal Highness said the command, and soon someone brought the four treasures of the study, and they were all first-class good things, tributes that ordinary families could not buy even if they had money.

Wei Changfeng spread the rice paper flat on the table he brought in and brought up a solid color and untainted wolf brush.

"Grind ink!"

He said to the little girl standing beside him rudely.

The little girl pouted dissatisfiedly and looked at Qin Mingyue. The latter waved his hand indifferently and said, "Xiao Huan grind the ink for him. Wei Changfeng, don't you want to write a pair of words to give to Sister Xiuyun, right?"

"Then I want to tell you that Sister Xiuyun's calligraphy was praised by the great scholars!"

Wei Changfeng did not answer. After the little girl grind the ink, she dipped it with a wolf's pen, and then wrote a text pattern similar to a talisman on the snow-white rice paper. The pen walked quickly.

Qin Mingyue looked at it curiously and asked in confusion: "Wei Changfeng, what are you writing?"

In her eyes, what Wei Changfeng wrote was simply a ghost painting talisman!

However, Shang Xiuyun's eyes changed: "Melody score?"

That's right, Wei Changfeng wrote a score of a guqin, and it was passed down from ancient times.

Although he doesn't understand music, he has a strong memory. After reading out the music scores he had seen in his soul and soul, he wrote them in the description. It was not bad at all!

Shang Xiuyun couldn't help but come over, staring at the rice paper, and her eyes kept changing.

After a full stick of incense, Wei Changfeng finally made the last move.

But Shang Xiuyun was obsessed with it.

Qin Mingyue and Qin Zhaoyuan looked at each other, not understanding how Wei Changfeng seemed to be graffiti and doodle, so how could Shang Xiuyun be so disobedient.

Wei Changfeng put down the wolf's brush and said in a deep voice: "This is an ancient Qingping tune, which is drawn on a broken score that I accidentally saw before. Remember clearly that there should be no mistakes. I hope everyone can like it."

Shang Xiuyun almost couldn't wait to grab the rice paper that had not dried ink into her hand and asked in a trembling voice: "Mr. Wei, is that broken book in your hands? I am willing to buy it for ten thousand taels of gold!"

Ten thousand taels of gold, just to buy a broken book!

But Wei Changfeng could not take it out, shook his head and said, "I don't know whereabouts."

Shang Xiuyun sighed regretfully, her eyes always stared at the music score, and said with satisfaction: "The ancient Qingping Tune is right!"

The eternal woman held the rice paper and bowed to Wei Changfeng Yingying: "Young master gives me a lot, and Xiuyun is remembered in my heart. If you ask for anything in the future, Xiuyun will agree!"

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