Chapter 83

"Oh, miss, please spare me!" Miaoling said while running all over the yard to avoid the snowball thrown by Wen Wanqing from time to time.

Si Yin tactfully stands in Wen Wanqing's camp and helps her pinch the snowball.

In the end, Miaoling falls on the snow without paying attention. He rubs his hands and laughs.

Miaoling came over while patting his clothes.

Wen Wanqing took a look, "well, don't disturb you. Look, you're all wet. Go into the room and bake."

Back in the room, Wenwan qingran Miaoling stands by the brazier to heat. Si Yin takes out the pen and paper and starts to grind it. Wenwan Qing holds the pen, closes her eyes and meditates, and then begins to write.

She is very serious in painting. On the snow, two children are having a snowball fight. On the left side of the picture, there is an old tree whose leaves have fallen out, and the numerous snowflakes are still falling.

After one painting, Wen Wanqing painted a second one.

It was a chivalrous woman. She was standing on the roof with a long sword on her waist. She was blindfolded and had sharp eyes. Her left hand is on the hilt of the sword, and her right hand is on the scabbard. At a glance, she looks like a sharp blade coming out of the scabbard, as if she can cut the world at any time.

If you are familiar with Wen Wanqing, you can see at a glance that the heroine in Wen Wanqing's paintings is actually based on herself.

When Wen Wanqing finished painting, he was also surprised. Looking at the painting on the table, Wen Wanqing felt that his heart was in a mess. At the same time, she has some insight. There is no special reason why she is upset by Mu Yan's actions. It's just that she also yearns for a free life.

Moreover, this kind of life is no longer impossible. As long as her plan can be implemented smoothly, she can leave the palace and live the life she likes.

And then spent a few snow, wenwanqing put down the pen, went to the soft collapse to sit down and continue to do needlework.

Si Yin is busy rolling up the dry paintings, and Miao Ling is waiting on Wen Wanqing.

That picture of swordsman has been destroyed by Wen Wanqing. She can't let anyone else see the picture. Otherwise, she would be labeled as heretical. Once there is a label on people, they will be treated with colored eyes.

Wenwanqing doesn't want to be the conversation material of others, and it's negative. So of course she won't let anyone see it.

The whole painting had been painted black by Wen Wanqing, pulled into a ball and burned in a charcoal basin. No one could recover it from a pile of ashes.

Wen Wanqing is making baby clothes. She has already thought about it. In a few days, she is going to give it to the party.

It doesn't take a lot of effort to make small clothes, but Wen Wanqing wants to be the best, so he does it very carefully. In this way, her speed was much slower, and she did two things in one afternoon.

Biting off the thread, Wen Wanqing listened to Miaoling's report, "Miss, madam Qiu, please see me."

Wen Wanqing is a little strange. Qiushuang has never come to find herself at this point. She can't help wondering, "it's this time. What is she doing? Forget it. Let her in first. "

After a while, Wen Wanqing saw the autumn frost.

Qiushuang salutes Wen Wanqing and then looks around without saying anything.

Wen Wanqing immediately understood her meaning and asked her servant girls to step down, "what's the matter?"

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