Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Romance -> Flower protector

Chapter 226 This hand is not mine

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    "Wei family, why don't you make a good choice now?"

    Under the witness of two elders from the Lingyuan and Wuyuan, a smiling voice suddenly sounded.

    At this moment, the target is directly pointed at Wei Tao.

    Wei Tao's expression changed, he looked at Tong Sheng in front of him, and finally took a step forward and bowed in the direction of Luo Zhen.

    Profit comes first.

    Now that the Luo family has an heir, although she is a woman, she can recruit a son-in-law, and her bloodline will still be part of the royal family.

    And this continuation will make the Luo family prosperous again.

    The Wei family supports Luo Zhen, which is absolutely the best choice at the moment.

    If you continue to follow the Tong family, you will inevitably suffer a blow.

    He is young and reckless.

    But he knew what he was carrying.

    Jiang Xiaobai¡¯s proactive inquiry at this moment was to give him a step forward.

    Although this step is uncomfortable, he knows that he still needs to go down.

    Tong Sheng raised his head at this moment and did not seem to be angry at all because of Wei Tao's departure.

    With a smile on his face, he said directly: "Congratulations to Uncle Luo for inheriting the throne. Congratulations!"

    ??He pulled the trigger.

    ??Jiang Xiaobai changed the flowers and took over the trees.

    ¡°Tsk, tsk, he lost.

    And the loser has no power to refute at all.

    A daughter of the Luo family completely overturned all his plans.

    No, it shouldn¡¯t be all

    "Now that the royal family has been confirmed, my mission has been completed. If you don't mind, let's treat it as a party here!"

    Cheng Yun's voice sounded.

    People present could not help but hear applause as they listened.

    Jiang Xiaobai breathed a sigh of relief as his mission was completely completed.

    But when he turned to look at Tong Sheng, he found that the man was still smiling, and his eyes were even a little indifferent.

    I don¡¯t know why his heart sank.

    Does this person have any plans?

    An uneasy feeling could not help but linger in his heart.

    At that moment, he came to Bai Ting's side and said, "Be careful and be alert. I always feel that Tong Sheng will not give up this position so willingly!"

    "I feel it too!"

    Bai Ting also nodded.

    Whenever Tong Sheng appears angry and frustrated at the moment, he won't think too much about it.

    But Tong Sheng is too stable at the moment.

    He even picked up the red wine, exchanged glasses, and started chatting with the people present.

    It¡¯s too loose.

    You don¡¯t have any other thoughts?

    He absolutely wouldn¡¯t believe it.

    Here, Ning Fei is chatting with Wang Qianqian, her face full of kindness.

    She spoke very softly.

    It gives people the feeling that they are scared.

    She is learning about Lu Xiaoyu¡¯s past from childhood to adulthood.

    And every time Lu Xiaoyu said more, she felt more guilty in her heart.

    Feeling guilty about Wang Lan.

    Wang Lan actually did not want any more children. All her thoughts and love were placed on Lu Xiaoyu.

    She decided.

    At the end of this time, she will go back with Lu Xiaoyu.

    Luo Zhen walked up at this moment.

    He looked a little nervous, looking at Lu Xiaoyu, his mouth moved, but he didn't know how to speak.

    Finally, he drank all the red wine in his hand, then looked at Lu Xiaoyu and said, "Hello, Xiaoyu!"

    When Luo Zhen¡¯s voice fell, Ning Fei took the lead and couldn¡¯t help laughing.

    Lu Xiaoyu also pursed his lips and smiled because of Luo Zhen's words.

    And Luo Zhen scratched his head. Although he was embarrassed, he felt unusually warm.

    This is his daughter.

    Jiang Xiaobai glanced towards the three of them at this moment, and a smile could not help but appear on his face.

    "good!"

    At this time, an old voice sounded.

    Jiang Xiaobai looked up and found Cheng Yun sitting at a table, holding a brush and writing there.

    He walked over immediately.

    Because he also has a lot of research on calligraphy.

    When he came to the back of the table, he took a look and found that it was running script.

    The calligraphy is very beautiful, with a touch of feminine beauty, very unique, and mixed with a temperament.

    That¡¯s right, the temperament between the lines.

    The words are like the person they are.

    There is a common saying in ancient times.

    Look at words, look at character, look at people¡¯s faces??Look at human nature.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????.

    With the experience of years and years, the brushwork will also undergo subtle changes.

    And through these subtle changes, people can understand and understand.

    Of course, you have to understand the premise.

    What Cheng Yun is writing at this moment is the four characters "heart is like still water".

    But he discovered a twist in it.

    It¡¯s hard to find.

    But he saw it.

    Who was affected by this wave of disturbance?

    He thought for a while.

    ¡°Well, it should be him.

    At this time, Cheng Yun changed a piece of paper, started to draw ink.

    Under the fragrance of ink, traces of traces gradually bloomed on the paper.

    Zhu Sang was also watching.

    She won't.

    But she liked it very much.

    National style!

    National color!

    Many of her songs are close to these.

    Half an hour later, a landscape appeared.

    The mountains are majestic.

    Water, tender and shallow pour.

    There is a boat on the water, and there are figures leaning on each other on the boat.

    It looks very beautiful.

    Butit feels like something is missing.

    ¡°At least Jiang Xiaobai thinks so.

    Cheng Yun thought for a moment and was obviously considering it.

    The elders of the Spiritual Academy and the Martial Arts Academy are also thinking.

    Zhu Sang doesn¡¯t understand.

    From her point of view, it is enough to look good.

    It¡¯s just one hand lifting the brush from the side.

    Lean over the paper for excellence.

    First there are ripples in the water.

    Under the stroke of that stroke, it becomes softer.

    Through the change of shadows, the climate changes.

    That¡¯s the sunset.

    Through the swaying of the trees, it is the breeze.

    The boat above the water appears and changes.

    The woman put on a bamboo hat.

    The dusk after the drizzle?

    Love after dusk?

    That¡¯s right, the man didn¡¯t wear it, obviously he gave it to the woman.

    That innocent feeling echoes quietly.

    That¡¯s right, even though it¡¯s black ink.

    But through changes in these details, changes in these details.

    The overall change is simply unimaginable.

    The end of the story.

    A line of regular script is written on the upper right side.

    ¡®The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.  ¡¯

    The font is also exquisite, beautiful, and even has a bit of grandeur.

    "A second, a second to change, and a second to change the poem."

    ¡°Fit, perfect, exquisite!¡±

    The faces of the two elders from the Spiritual Academy and the Martial Arts Academy showed admiration at the same time.

    Originally it was a landscape, and the boat trip was just an embellishment.

    At this moment, the landscape is embellished with love.

    Love embellishes the landscape and the infinite beauty.

    It¡¯s so deep that I can¡¯t extricate myself.

    Cheng Yun looked at the painting in front of her, her eyes full of strange colors.

    Finally he said: "Elder Hu, you are so good at embellishment!"

    Elder Hu is talking about the elder of the spiritual hospital.

    Because he knows pen and ink.

    "Haha, I don't have this level. This hand is not mine!"

    The spiritual dean elder shook his head, looked at elder Wu Yuan and said, "Mr. Cui, when did you understand this?"

    "Don't make trouble, this hand is not mine!" The martial arts dean elder shook his head directly.

    "Don't look at me, I'm over here, out of reach!" Zhu Sang couldn't help but shake his head quickly when he saw that the three people's eyes were on him.

    "Um?"

    The four of them were surprised at the same time, and then turned around.

    When he saw Jiang Xiaobai holding a brush, he was stunned at the same time.

    When did this kid come?

    It was he who was changed just now?

    If you like the Flower Protector, please collect it: The Flower Protector is updated the fastest.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report