Chapter 163: Fengcheng You 3

After about half a day of the carriage, the sun quietly climbed to the top of his head. The three were a little sleepy, and his mouth was a little thirsty.

The driver was also used to being an eunuch. When he heard the name of the driver, he did not respond for a long time. Han Rongxuan shook his head helplessly and shouted to the carriage: "Deng Che, stop!"

Xiao Dengzi then reacted, and immediately came with a sudden brake. With a "appeal", the carriage stopped, and the three people fell to the horse to turn around.

What is going on? "

Xiao Dengzi was frightened immediately, and he stuttered when he spoke: "Yes, yes, sorry, the emperor, the emperor ..."

"Emperor, you!" Han Rongxuan also called: "You dare to call me the emperor, see that I don't clean up you, remember, I am Master Long Xuan, this is Mrs. Wen Yao, this is Mrs. Wen Yao's sister Linger,

You can memorize it again now. "

The little Deng Zi was almost helpless to the soul. Zhangkou looked at Han Rongxuan and said, "You are Mrs. Wen Yao's sister ..."

Wen Chuyao and Linger were already crying with tears. Wen Chuyao said: "If you get it, Master Long, you should not be embarrassed, people are just not used to it for a while."

Han Rongxuan scolded angrily: "How did the man in charge of General Li picked him, and asked him to find a driver for me, how did you find me cold and humorous."

As soon as this remark came out, Wen Chuyao and Linger smiled back and leaned back. The little Deng Zi was embarrassed and knelt on the side of the legs. He didn't dare to say in a word.

Linger walked over and helped Xiao Dengzi, and said softly, "Xiao Dengzi, I am a girl -in -law Linger, the master is very good, you don’t have to be afraid, relax, this way, you should come out to play.

Everyone's prosperous. "

As soon as Xiao Dengzi heard it, he finally relaxed a little bit, and gradually stood up. He looked at Han Rongxuan stupidly. Han Rongxuan said: "Go, take some water and dry food for Master Long.

Xiao Dengzi immediately turned to ask Wen Chuyao: "What do you want to order?"

Wen Chuyao laughed: "It's okay to give me and Linger, it is hot, and it can't be eaten."

Xiao Dengzi said again: ".."

Han Rongxuan almost sprayed a saliva out of the ground. The three could not stand it, and shouted in unison: "Stupid."

The little Deng Zi hurried to run behind the carriage and took dry food and water for everyone. The three of them found a big tree and sat down. Maybe it was because of the deep and deep forests.

There are many, one by one on the branches, not afraid of people at all, and cheerfully with wings.

Han Rongxuan said to Xiao Dengzi again, "You see, even the birds are bolder than you."

Xiao Dengzi didn't speak, but just stabbed the bun silently.

Linger sat in and said to Xiao Dengzi: "Deng Che, really don’t have to be so nervous."

Xiao Dengzi finally said: "Well, I'm not nervous, I just eat buns and choke."

Han Rongxuan laughed and shouted to Wen Chuyao: "Quickly, wife, send water to our Deng Che husband."

Xiao Dengzi's face was flushed, and the three people were sleepy all of a sudden.

After eating things, I added physical strength. Wen Chuyao still slept for a while with Han Rongxuan's shoulder. Xiao Dengzi and Linger squinted their eyes to rest.

Some, occasionally the prestige blows.

Xiao Dengzi finally let go, and started talking to everyone. Everyone laughs and laughs along the way, and soon reaches Wen Chuyao's hometown of Fengcheng.

The scenery of Fengcheng is indeed infinitely beautiful. The sky of the sky has almost no trace of clouds. The clothes of the people are bright or bright colors. There are stalls on the streets to buy various small things.

In front of the stalls that sell paintings.

The stall is a bit different from the general painting stall. The boy who sells paintings seems to be about ten years old and has childish face. However, the painting around him exudes a magical atmosphere. Seeing Wen Chuyao and Han Rongxuan,

The boy asked: "Boss, draw a picture of my sister?"

Han Rongxuan was sole, and asked, "How do you know that I am a boss?"

The boy said embarrassingly: "Daddy taught, there are girls and followers around the boss."

As soon as Wen Chuyao heard the child's tone, it seemed to be completely unaware of the world, but looking at his paintings, it seemed that all of them tied the soul and essence. Whether it was scenery or characters, it all made people feel strong.

Then, then

Wen Chuyao couldn't help asking: "Are these paintings you painted?"

The boy nodded, and Han Rongxuan also came to the interest and asked, "Do you know what you mean?"

The boy's eyes seemed to have suddenly changed a person. He said seriously: "How can the person who draws not know what he draws, every painting here is painted by my life."

Wen Chuyao saw the boy's determined eyes, and suddenly felt huge energy hidden in this little life. She couldn't help but move.

But Han Rongxuan seemed to have no response, but continued to ask: "Oh, then what you painted is injecting his own soul?"

The boy shook his head firmly and replied: "Of course."

Han Rongxuan immediately pointed at a painting, and the painting was sitting under the moonlight with a peach blossom in the painting. Han Rongxuan asked: "What is this woman named?"

The boy stunned for a while, and seemed to have thought for a while before finally saying: "She has no name."

Wen Chuyao also stunned, looking at Han Rongxuan some puzzled, Han Rongxuan laughed: "These paintings are not you painted right? You tell the truth, who is painted?"

The boy lowered his head at once, and his eyes couldn't help crying with tears.

Wen Chuyao immediately advised: "Long Xuan, why bother, he is just a child."

Han Rongxuan looked back and smiled strangely, but did not explain. Suddenly, there was a person in the distance, laughing and walking towards this side. Han Rongxuan saw the man and also greeted the past.

The man said loudly from a distance: "Who can I be with my son? It turned out to be your bastard."

Wen Chuyao looked at each other in surprise, and then looked at Han Rongxuan, some unknown reason.

Han Rongxuan walked over, punching in the person's chest, and said, "I know this painting is you, how can you be in Fengcheng?"

The man asked, "This should be that I asked you, you are not sitting well, what come here?"

Han Rongxuan immediately took the person in front of Wen Chuyao and said, "That's it. Chu Yao's hometown is here, I deliberately take her over to disperse."

The coming people laughed: "This is the woman who makes your soul dreaming around. It really is a different temperament, good vision, good vision."
Chapter completed!