The rain was much lighter, the rain curtain turned into a rain curtain, through the rain and fog, you could see people standing a zhang away, the people began to rebuild their homes, and Mo Yan after inspecting the situation, designated the guidelines and plans for disaster relief.After Amur saw the plan, he was even more jealous of Mo Yan in his heart, his talent was deeper than he imagined, if Mo Yan was allowed to go back safely, Mo Yan would definitely not let him go, and he also made up his mind that he could not let him out of the desert alive.A lamp like a bean, Mo Yan drew drawings under the flickering candlelight, he observed the softness of the desert, and wanted to design suitable houses for the people of the Feisha tribe, he drew the drawings, remembering the crossbow arrows designed by Shen Qiqi."
What do you have in your head, why do you always come up with things that I can't think of, and what would you do if you were asked to design a house?"
Mo Yan silently spoke to Shen Qiqi in his heart while painting, when he was in the sky and moon, Shen Qiqi could always surprise him.Thinking of Shen Qiqi's painting, he immediately thought of the crossbow arrow that shot Chu Liuyun, he recognized that the weapon in Armu's hand was the crossbow arrow that he wanted to use as a secret weapon to deter Xuanyang and the Feisha clan, why did Armu have crossbow arrows, his crossbow arrows were not as good as Tianyue's crossbow arrows in style and speed, and the range and damage were at most half of their crossbow arrows."
The Virtuous King......
Could it be you?
”Mo Yan thought about possible candidates in his heart, and after thinking about it, he still had no answer.And the idea of desertion affected his design, painted several pictures, were not satisfied, crumpled into a paper ball and thrown aside, the rain disaster of the Feisha tribe made the houses designed for the people to take into account the rainproof function, but the desert is a hot place after all, the most important thing is to prevent heat, Mo Yan can not do both, he sat in the chair irritably and closed his eyes."
Your Highness, I picked up something for you."
Qingcheng walked in lightly, the door was always open, Qingcheng went to get paper and inkstone for Mo Yan, and when he came back, he saw a paper tube thrown by the door, and the word Mo Yan was scribbled on it.The rain was much lighter, the rain curtain turned into a rain curtain, through the rain and fog, you could see people standing a zhang away, the people began to rebuild their homes, and Mo Yan after inspecting the situation, designated the guidelines and plans for disaster relief.After Amur saw the plan, he was even more jealous of Mo Yan in his heart, Mo Yan's talent was deeper than he imagined, if Mo Yan was allowed to go back safely, he would definitely not let himself go, and he also made up his mind that he could not let him out of the desert alive.A lamp like a bean, Mo Yan drew drawings under the flickering candlelight, he observed the softness of the desert, and wanted to design suitable houses for the people of the Feisha tribe, he drew the drawings, remembering the crossbow arrows designed by Shen Qiqi."
What do you have in your head, why do you always come up with things that I can't think of, and what would you do if you were asked to design a house?"
Mo Yan silently spoke to Shen Qiqi in his heart while painting, when he was in the sky and moon, Shen Qiqi could always surprise him.Thinking of Shen Qiqi's painting, Mo Yan immediately thought of the crossbow arrow that shot Chu Liuyun, he recognized that the weapon in Almu's hand was intended to be used as a secret weapon to deter Xuanyang and the Feisha Clan's crossbow arrows, why did Armu have crossbow arrows, his crossbow arrows were not as good as Tianyue's crossbow arrows in style and speed, and the range and damage were at most half of their crossbow arrows."
The Virtuous King......
Could it be you?
”Mo Yan thought about possible candidates in his heart, and after thinking about it, he still had no answer.And the idea of desertion affected his design, painted several pictures, were not satisfied, crumpled into a paper ball and thrown aside, the rain disaster of the Feisha tribe made the houses designed for the people to take into account the rainproof function, but the desert is a hot place after all, the most important thing is to prevent heat, Mo Yan can not do both, he sat in the chair irritably and closed his eyes."
Your Highness, I picked up something for you."
Qingcheng walked in lightly, the door was always open, Qingcheng went to get paper and inkstone for Mo Yan, and when he came back, he saw a paper tube thrown by the door, and the word Mo Yan was scribbled on it.Mo Yan looked at the paper tube in his hand, the outside of the paper tube was clean and tidy, the bow tied with the ribbon of the paper tube was exquisite, a figure flashed in his heart, and his heart moved, he immediately untied the bow, opened the paper tube, and unfolded the paper, as he guessed, it was a house built on the sand, with a delicate design, saving materials, and beautiful shape.Mo Yan saw that it was Shen Qiqi's handwriting, and the brushwork and design were typical of Shen Qiqi's style."
Who sent it?"
Mo Yan looked at it again and again, and then looked at Qingcheng, who shook his head at him."
When I went to get something and came back, I saw it outside the door, and if I hadn't seen your name written on it, I would have lost it."
Qingcheng stood on tiptoe and secretly glanced at the paper spread out on the table a few times, and saw the pattern of the house.Mo Yan thought that it must have been sent by Qi Zhao, and he was thinking about designing the house, so he didn't notice Qi Zhao's arrival."
Your Highness, what about tomorrow?
Did you come up with it?
The tents where the people lived collapsed, and many of the people used four sticks to prop up a tarpaulin, and the patriarch came to urge them again. ”Qingcheng whispered, Amur urged several times, but Qingcheng blocked it, just worried that Amur would come to urge him in person."
It's okay, you wait."
Mo Yan thought about it, and wanted to hand over Shen Qiqi's drawings directly, but after hesitating for a moment, he was still reluctant to accept Shen Qiqi's handwriting, so he drew another copy according to the drawings and handed it to Qingcheng, Qingcheng turned around and handed it over to Amur.Qingcheng closed the door and left, Mo Yan was the only one in the room, there was the sound of rain outside, Mo Yan stared at the drawings, his mind was full of Shen Qiqi's shadow, and his thoughts were surging, he closed his eyes, opened them suddenly, changed into a night clothes, and disappeared into the rain curtain.Mo Yan stood in the rain, closely observing the actions of the guards after a day of teaching, under his command, the guards all did according to the pre-made plan, everyone was doing their own work, the disaster relief has achieved initial results, many people are applauding, Mo Yan and the Feisha tribe have dealt with a lot, some people recognize him, Mo Yan put on the guard's human skin mask.Qi Zhao took Shen Qiqi to the street, she didn't have an umbrella, for the convenience of movement, she put on the coat that Qi Zhao made for her, wearing a hat on her head, walking through the pouring rain, past the people who complained in their mouths, she saw Mo Yan who commanded the guards in the rain, she wanted to go over, Qi Zhao pulled her."
Princess, Your Highness has eaten the poison pill, and you have contact with Your Highness to anger Your Majesty......"
Qi Zhao received Chu Liuyun's instructions to make Shen Qiqi witness Mo Yan's death and not get close to Mo Yan."
It's been three days since Moyan disaster relief, I'll go over to take a look, I can't speak, and we'll go back to Tianyue tomorrow."
Shen Qiqi knew that Qi Zhao was worried about her safety, she just wanted to see Mo Yan clearly and make sure he was safe.() The eldest princess: Regent, ask for a hug