Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 366: Farewell Three: Show you a storybook


   In addition to these things, the most conspicuous thing in the storage bag is a thick roll of silk and animal skin.

  In the Dali Kingdom, the most important documents are recorded on tanned animal skins. In order to decorate animal skins, nobles often like to mix animal skins with brocades and then write them with precious runes. The books decorated in this way are not only beautiful, but also enduring, even if they are passed down for thousands of years, they will not fade.

   This kind of book is too expensive, even if it is the Imperial Palace of the Dali Kingdom, there are only a few rare collections.

   Qin Molin suddenly left a book, what is it?

   Gongfa? Spiritual skills? Or what classics?

   Feng Xingying opened it curiously.

Just one click, Feng Xingying can't move her eyes anymore.

   is an ancient painting with thick ink and light color.

   On the screen, a girl in rags and a man with naked torso face each other across the water. She is on the shore and he is in the water.

   In the next scene, they entangled under the water.

   The next scene is a bonfire in front of the temple.

   Next scene......

   scene after scene, clearly unfamiliar, but already thoroughly familiar with the scenes.

  The person in the painting seems to have come alive, and in front of Feng Xingying, this scene has been transformed into a lifelike reality.

  Feng Xingying’s eyes were wet.

   It turns out that she is not the only one who loves her.

  Feng Xingying did not expect that Qin Molin not only looks good and has a high level of cultivation, but even his painting skills are so superb. If such a figure is worn to the modern age, he can become a local tyrant by selling paintings.

   scene after scene turned over, Feng Xingying unexpectedly turned to sunset and moonrise.

  The bright moonlight hit her, cool but not cold.

  Feng Xingying sits all night in the moonlight.

   Even if she risked the scolding of her master, she was wayward all night.

   This night, it belongs only to her, used to miss and organize her own state of mind.

   Tonight, take out this dusty jar of wine for a sip.

   Then, re-sealed the altar, and dusted it again.

  ……

   The next morning, Feng Xingying was ready to set off.

  Goal——Peach Blossom House.

   About her parents, she doesn’t believe her second uncle Feng Tianhao, envelope Tianhao? She might as well believe that the sow would climb the tree.

   It's just that Taohuaju is a clue, she still can't help but want to find out, whether Mrs. Guo forced her parents to death or not, at least they have known each other.

   Feng Xingying carried the pill-Ningxiang Pill in his hand.

   As the biggest buyer of Drunken Hongchen, Mrs. Guo's people have long invited Feng Xingying.

   It’s nice to visit today on the pretext of delivering medicine.

   "Sister." Nangong Zhuo was very excited when he received the invitation from Feng Xingying, and he prepared a sedan chair and waited outside her courtyard.

  Nangong Zhuo also entered the Royal Academy, but before enrolling, this little guy seemed to have some inheritance from his predecessors, and he broke through the spiritual master in one breath.

   Nangong Zhuo was at the critical moment of his breakthrough, which caused him to miss the excitement of enrolling, not to see his sister star and shadow killing the Quartet, and also lost the opportunity to experience the Devil Forest.

   This time Feng Xingying took the initiative to invite, Nangong Zhuo still looked excited.

  In this world, his parents have already left early, leaving him with the glory and burden of King Equality.

   Only Feng Xingying, who lives with him, can let him relax for a moment and feel like a loved one.

  "Sister, do you really want to go to Peach Blossom House to enjoy the flowers? Either go to my Pingding Palace? Or go to the back garden of the imperial palace? There are also good peach blossoms.

  Although Guo Nian invited us, Mrs. Guo’s temper is a bit weird, I’m afraid..."


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