BOOK-3

1918

Chapter 1918 Don’t lose weight due to hunger

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Emperor Wenyuan also knew that Shen Qingci felt a little uncomfortable about the treasures from the previous dynasty. After all, she loved money so much.

So giving her some vulgar things will make her feel even more uncomfortable and even make her feel resentful.

Did she send these things? Was she also using these things to send beggars away?

That's why Wen Yuan was the one who cut off the flesh. He sent these, all of which were given to the court, and should be able to relieve Shen Qingci's anger.

Lao Yuyi spent a long time picking out some beads, and then he picked out some beads and placed them in front of Nian Nian.

"Do you like these?"

"Chiji..."

Nian Nian screamed and licked the wound on his master's face.

Of course I am very satisfied with these beads.

In fact, it can't tell the quality of these beads. As long as they are shiny, it likes them very much.

Lao Yuyi placed all these beads in front of Fu Yan.

Fu Yan tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Can't people from outside do it?"

"cannot."

Lao Yuyi shook his head, "These things are for the imperial court, they can't do them."

"Then I can do it?"

Fu Yan gritted his teeth.

How much does this bully him, and his Dongbai.

"Your sword energy can emit a trace of energy. Isn't it perfect for punching holes?"

Fu Yan snorted and took the beads directly. As soon as he got them, Niannian ran over. With a whoosh, he jumped on his shoulders and squatted on his shoulders. superior.

Shen Qingci doesn't hug Nian Nian very much now. It's too heavy to trap. The mistress of the family can't hold it, but the eldest master can, and so can Fu Yan.

Fu Yan closed his eyes, and the sound was like biting out.

"Are you still afraid that I will covet your pearls?"

He is so worthless that he still wants to steal something from a fox.

"Chiji..."

That's what it thinks.

Human beings are very cunning. What the little master gives to it is its own and will never be given to anyone else.

Fu Yan resisted the urge to use Dongbai to shave off the fox's white fur.

He could only take this fox, which was clinging to him, to drill holes for beads.

He is obviously a killer, and he kills people profusely, but why does he end up doing needlework? His Dongbai is obviously a magic sword, but why does it end up being a machete for Wanwei, a tool used to punch holes? Plus a mirror.

How humiliating was this to him and Dongbai?

And Nian Nian squatted aside, staring at Fu Yan without blinking.

Just like he was afraid that Fu Yan would covet one of his pearls.

In the incense room, Lao Yuyi was also sitting opposite Shen Qingci, helping his mother make incense. With his hands full of medicinal fragrance, he naturally did his part when making incense.