: 1643, are you still thinking about something else?

"That's it!" The non-spin was sitting next to it.
"Yan Shutou, I can't guarantee that my paintings will be exactly the same. For so long, I can only draw by memory."
"Well, you try your best." Ming Mia Yan called Luo Renyi to send paper and pen to the non-spin, and he was sitting across from him, watching him quietly.
Non-spin is a memory, while painting, the movement is a bit slow.
However, the fog is not anxious.
She does not ask for non-rotation to draw a hundred percent accuracy, that is, to draw a picture of a six or seven, which is also very good.
Looking at the lines that were not drawn, she did not seem to have any hope.
After about a quarter of an hour, I was a little embarrassed.
"That, Yan Yantou, time has passed a long time, I found that every time I want to paint, I always feel a little deviation. You wait for me!"
The non-spin re-slanted a posture, then closed his eyes, and the pen on his hand began to draw quickly along the movements on his hand.
Because this time he didn't ask for meticulousness, he just drew the body of the spirit's body roughly according to his own memory.
Then he opened his eyes and began to remember to fill the portraits he painted.
This painting has passed half an hour.
"Yan Shutou, look at it, it is basically like this. What is special in my impression is the butterfly of dark green life on his ear..."
The non-rotation gave Yan Yantou a explanation, and also said that his painting may not be very similar.
Mingwu Yan looked at the non-rotating portrait, but there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.
This portrait, unlike the person I saw, is not quite like the face.
Of course, it does not rule out that there is a phantom on one side.
Look at the feet of the non-rotating painting, not small, is the foot of a normal man.
So, she asked again, pointing to the non-spinning painting. "Is this foot so big? Do you think that the foot of the spiritual guard is a little small?"
Not a moment, "Is the foot small? I didn't notice it."
"It's okay, go back first!"
It seems that she will find the non-rotation again and it does not play any role.
"Okay, then I will go first." Although I don't understand why Yan Yantou suddenly found himself to paint the portrait of Lingwei, but now think about it, maybe Yan Yantou is discovering something!
After the non-spinning, the Mingwuyan called the empty Tongyulian, Shizhongyu, Muyan, and went to Brahma City together.
Although Fu Xin’s wedding is tomorrow, the good-going guests have come early.
When the people who saw the Medicine Hall came over, the Fu family was not so happy.
Because the bride is a half-medicine person, but this is a matter of being saved from the unbearable place of the gods. Everyone knows it well.
Many people think that the of Beiyan is to put a broken shoe in the Temple of Medicine to the Fu family, and Fu family can not resist.
However, even if the heart is dissatisfied, this is also private, and the people of the Medicine Hall come over, and the Fu family owner sent Fu Bingzhou to meet.
Mingwuyan did not see Fu Xin, so he asked Fu Bingzhou casually, "Fu Xin and Ming Hao can be okay?"
Fu Bingzhou hesitated for a while: "Little sister, I don't want to lie to you. In fact, they are not very good. The identity of the bride is special. My uncle Fu Xin has always doubled the protection. However, there will still be some gossip, Ming 丫 girl. I often wash my face in tears, and people are very embarrassed. She fainted before an hour, and my uncle is taking care of him."
"I used to look at it!" Ming Mist Yan sighed.
When things get to this point, she feels that she is also responsible.
The gossip that Fu Bingzhou said is estimated to have come from the tribe of the Three Realms.
After all, in this era, women have such a thing, there is a child, it is not easy to be recognized by these families.
In particular, Fu Jia is still very prestigious in Brahma City.
"Little sister, you come with me." Fu Bingzhou did not call her to Beiying, because he felt that the name would be closer.
Ming Mist Yan let Mu Yan take the empty Tong Yulian and Shi Zhongyu to send gifts, and they went to the Ming Dynasty's boudoir.
Because it was a boudoir, Fu Bingzhou stood at the door.
"Little sister, this is where the alum girl lives, you go by yourself!"
"Yeah." Mingwuyan nodded and walked in alone.
When she approached, she smelled the smell of the nose and some vomiting.
Mingwuyan walked in, Fu Xin immediately felt a sense of standing up.
"The Lord God, are you here?"
Mingwu nodded and went straight to Mingyu.
When she found that the abdomen's abdomen was slightly uplifted, she was so thin that she couldn't help but frown.
At this time, Alum also grabbed his mouth with a handkerchief and looked up at Xiaoyan.
When she found out that the person in front of her eyes was really Xiaoyan, there was a smile in her eyes.
"Xiao Yan, thank you for coming to see me."
Ming Mist Yan sat down beside her and reached out and took her pulse...
After a while, she used the power of God to draw a mark on the wrist of Alum, and fed a medicinal herb to her. This is: "Is it often bad at night?"
Alum grievance nodded, "Xiao Yan, they all want to kill my child, but I think he was born! He is also a life."
Mingwu Yan whispered the shoulder of the alum, and comforted: "As long as you don't want it, no one wants to kill him. Alum, do you have other thoughts?"
Alum looked up at Fu Xin and said softly: "There are a lot of things at home today. Would you like to say hello to the guests, I chatted with Xiaoyan?"
Fu Xin nodded. "Then I go outside to see. If you are tired, take a rest."
"it is good."
Alum nodded. When she looked at Fu Xin’s eyes, the light was reluctant and warm.
The bright fog is burned by the eyes of Ming Hao.
She guessed that what Ming said next may not be so pleasant.
Fu Xin left, and the door was closed.
At this time, Ming Hao suddenly grabbed Xiaoyan’s hand, and some excitedly said:
Xiaoyan, I have something to ask you, you must, must tell me honestly, don’t hide it, right? Ok? Ok?"
Alum is very excited, and the fog is busy to appease her. "Well, I will tell you, as long as you ask, I know, I will tell you one by one, okay?"
The alum's emotions gradually calmed down, and she took a deep breath for a while: "Xiao Yan, I know, my life is too late."
This is the first sentence that Alum said. Once it is finished, the face of the awkward face is a special smile.
The heart of Mingwuyan couldn’t help but squint, and people were faint.