I draw doujinshi in ancient times

As soon as Xiao Yu came in, Cheng Cheng sat at the desk and asked anxiously: "How is the prince feeling?"

Xiaoyu took some of Cheng Cheng's daily necessities brought out from the bedroom, and replied: "The prince fell asleep early, and he didn't wake up when I went."

Xiaoyu seemed to be a little bit incomprehensible to Cheng Cheng's actions, and said in a complaining tone, "My lord, why are you doing this? No one has to sleep in a separate room on the first day of their wedding. Just now I saw the crown prince crying so sad." .”

Cheng Cheng sighed helplessly. If he didn't move out to live alone, he was afraid that the defense line in his heart would be breached by the hero soon. That crying and pitiful appearance made him so determined to complete the plot tasks. But villains!

Cheng Cheng watched Xiao Yu pack up his belongings, and greeted him, "Grind the ink for me first." After a while, he slowly explained to Xiao Yu, "Did you forget that I painted "Spring Breeze"? The draft was stolen, and I owed the painting The sketches laid out haven’t been drawn yet!”

Xiaoyu put down her things as she said, stood in front of the desk and rubbed ink, wondering: "What does this have to do with moving into the side hall?"

Cheng Cheng saw that Xiao Yu couldn't turn his mind at all, so he had to patiently explain: "Have you forgotten what "Spring Breeze" is about?"

"The "Spring Breeze" depicts the Prince and King Cheng..." Xiaoyu suddenly realized, "Young master is amazing, it's Xiaoyu's short-sightedness."

Moving away from the side hall was due to a combination of various reasons. Being alone in a room would inevitably lead to discovery of the comics, and if the contents of the paintings were seen by steamers, Cheng Cheng could predict what kind of social death scene it would be.

Cheng Cheng lowered his head and carefully drew with a brush, and said, "I don't like the prince, it's weird to live in the same house, and everything is just a joke."

After listening, Xiao Yu conjured up a beautiful little box from somewhere and handed it to Cheng Cheng: "My lord, this is for you."

Cheng Cheng put the brush aside and took the box. The box was just as big as the palm of his hand. It was made of high-quality wood and he held it heavy in his hand. He was a little puzzled and looked at Xiao Yu: "What is this?"

Xiaoyu looked at the box, and explained with some reluctance: "There is a portrait of the white-eyed wolf inside, and the young master told me to keep it away before getting married. Think about it later or put it in a box and return it to the young master."

Cheng Cheng opened the box, and sure enough the drawing paper was neatly folded in half, he took a look at it, closed the box, and handed it to Xiao Yu: "Put the box on the bookshelf properly."

Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed to take the box, and looked at Cheng Cheng hesitantly: "Master, this... are you sure?"

Cheng Cheng nodded heavily, "I'm sure I can't be more sure." He raised his head again, and asked with a smile, "Why do you think I'm still in love with you, son, so I'll wait for the right time to go to Wanhua Peak to embarrass me again. go?"

Xiaoyu was clever, and immediately put the box in the back of the bookshelf, and covered it with heavy books, turned her head and smiled, and just replied: "Young master deserves better, from now on, out of sight, out of mind."

Cheng Cheng picked up the brush again. Fortunately, he still remembered the original content, and the painting was much faster than before. Xiao Yu rubbed the ink and took a closer look from time to time.

Cheng Cheng finished it in a short time. He laid the drawing paper flat and waited for the ink to dry. "Tomorrow we will go out of the palace and hand in the drafts that are in arrears. Remember to contact the art shop."

Cheng Cheng sat in front of the desk for some time, he stretched his body, he was tired of concentrating on his vision for a long time, and he was a little sleepy, so he stood up and walked to the bed in the inner room, not forgetting to tell Xiao Yu when he turned his head: "Remember to wait for the painting to dry. When it's through, put it away."

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Cheng Cheng has been sleeping restlessly since he lay down, and Fu Xun's red eyes flashed through his mind from time to time, and he saw the words "playing on the spot" when he was sitting at the desk painting. At this time, Fu Xun was outside the door, and the dream Mixed, half asleep.

Suddenly, there was the sound of rubble being turned over from the beams of the house, Cheng Cheng immediately woke up and sat up, looking around: "Who?"

The room was silent, Cheng Cheng thought he had heard wrong, scared himself, and was about to fall asleep again, but a white ghost mask with a scream appeared slowly in the darkness.

Cheng Cheng was puzzled, this mask was so familiar, this... Isn't this the weird man who robbed him of chestnuts at Wanhua Peak that day!How could he enter the palace and come to his bedroom, why did he come?kill him?The one called Mie came the day before yesterday, and today?

Various thoughts flashed through Cheng Cheng's mind, and he calmed down secretly: "How did you get in here?"

The masked man didn't answer, he lit a candle first, and there was a little light in the room, but the fear in Cheng Cheng's heart didn't lessen with the light, and he thought it was some new method of killing.

The masked man slowly approached the bed, and Cheng Cheng slowly backed away to the empty space. A tall man with a scary mask would feel scared if he broke into the room late at night, and he was no exception. But late at night was also the time for the system to sleep, no matter how much Cheng Cheng called the system, there was no response.

Cheng Cheng couldn't pretend to be calm, his voice began to tremble: "What exactly do you want?"

The masked man sat down from the bed, tilted his head, as if in doubt, and then suddenly realized that he was scaring others, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, I'm not a ghost."

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Cheng's nerves, which had been tense all the time, relaxed a little. He probably didn't come to kill him, and his voice eased a bit: "How did you get into the palace? You came to find me? How do you know?" I live here?"

Cheng Cheng asked a series of questions, but the masked man answered irrelevantly: "Why did you break the contract?"

Cheng Cheng was also puzzled, "What breach of contract?"

The masked man took out a chestnut from his arms, "You said that chestnuts are our agreement, you said that you would treat me to eat chestnuts every day, but I waited for you for three days, you didn't come, you missed the appointment again, Cheng Cheng,"

Cheng Cheng saw that the exposed flesh of the chestnut had already turned green and moldy from its original caramel color, and frowned, he was at a loss to hear, what agreement, what chestnut, did he say such a thing that night?What do you mean by breaking an appointment again?

What the hell!The man named Mie said the day before yesterday that he forgot that he hated him and wanted to kill him, and today another one is out of his mind!

Cheng Cheng pulled out a smile with a stiff face, and explained: "I didn't say that we agreed that night, and you snatched the chestnut yourself, not I gave it to you, please figure it out."

The masked man was holding the chestnut, his body didn't move, as if he was frozen, the eyes exposed by the mask kept looking at Cheng Cheng, then he shook his head, his eyes were full of disappointment: "You forgot me again."

Cheng Cheng was almost driven crazy, he came in through a book, how did he know the characters not written in the novel, why so many characters outside the plot came to say that he forgot, Cheng Cheng thinks his memory is very good , I'm afraid it's a peach blossom debt incurred by the original owner before.

The original owner is a flirtatious dandy, and everyone knows that he has broken sleeves. I am afraid that he has provoked many people outside of the plot. Cheng Cheng took over this mess, not only to complete the task, but also to deal with some of the original owner's mess!

While complaining, Cheng Cheng forgot that the original owner only sincerely confessed to Li Chengqi.

Clay figurines have two temperaments, Cheng Cheng sneered: "If you say you forget it, forget it, I can't remember it either."

The man was wearing a mask, so he couldn't see his expression clearly. If his eyes had penetrating power, Cheng Cheng might be pierced by the light waves of sadness.

The masked man said: "Cheng Cheng, you are always like this... always like this."

In an instant, before Cheng Cheng could react, the masked man knocked him out with a blow, Cheng Cheng's eyes darkened, and he fell over.

When Cheng Cheng woke up again, what he saw was the masked man squatting in front of the cauldron, his eyes focused on frying chestnuts.

Cheng Cheng quickly sat up and looked around the surroundings. It wasn't the brick-red walls of the palace, but an ordinary courtyard. The courtyard was empty, and a pot was set up in the middle to make a fire. It should be the residence of the masked man.

The masked man cast his eyes over him, and his voice was calm, but his voice was like a mountain stream, "The chestnuts will be fried soon."

Although Cheng Cheng was dissatisfied, but the masked man had better martial arts than him, and he was a man who knew current affairs. At least the masked man didn't try to kill him, and his life was still guaranteed, so he gradually felt relieved.

Moreover, the appearance of the man wearing a scary ghost mask while sitting on the bench and stir-frying chestnuts is really funny. Cheng Cheng stared at it for a while, the more he looked at it, the more funny he felt, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

The masked man looked over suspiciously: "What are you laughing at?"

Cheng Cheng wanted to hold back, but laughed louder and louder. He asked, "Why are you wearing this ghost mask?"

The man touched the mask with his hand, "Is it scary?"

Cheng Cheng nodded, feeling relaxed and thinking about talking: "A little bit, I was really scared when you suddenly appeared in my bedroom just now."

After hearing this, the masked man didn't speak, but just looked at him steadily.

Cheng Cheng's heart skipped a beat. The man with the mask would say that he gave it to him, right? Then he got up and approached the cauldron, sniffed it with his nose: "It smells so good, what you fried is comparable to the cooking outside."

The masked man also withdrew his gaze, and was seriously frying the chestnuts: "Stir-frying the chestnuts is not difficult, you just need to cut a hole in the chestnuts, choose the sand for frying the chestnuts, and then you can stir-fry them. It doesn't require any skills. In fact, who They can all be fried."

The masked man's voice was gentle, and he explained step by step. Cheng Cheng, who was not very patient, listened with gusto.

While the masked man was talking, Cheng Cheng chatted with him.

"What's your name?"

"Look for one."

"Xunyi...Xunyi." Cheng Cheng said it silently a few times before boasting, "The name sounds nice."

"Thank you."

Afterwards, the two returned to silence, and Cheng Cheng probably got a sense of the man's character, and he asked tentatively, "When are you going to send me back?"

At this time, Xun Yi didn't speak again, just stir-fried the chestnuts a few times, and put the chestnuts one by one into the prepared plate.

Cheng Cheng had no choice but to suppress the doubts in his heart, and said with a smile, "Let me taste the chestnuts you stir-fried." After speaking, he stretched out his hand to the plate, but the hand hadn't reached the plate yet, so he looked for a bite. Take the plate away.

"The chestnuts just out of the pan are very hot, let's let them cool for a while."

Cheng Cheng withdrew his hand, smiled, and took the initiative to sit closer to Xunyi: "Okay, then let's have a chat."

Xun nodded and put the chestnut plate aside: "What are you talking about?"

"Talk... how did you get into the palace?"

"I'm good at martial arts, so I came in over the wall."

Cheng Cheng couldn't help thinking of a scene with a scary ghost mask climbing over the wall. Feeling funny, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curved upwards, thinking it would be impolite to laugh, and then slowly suppressed it, "Okay... okay."

"Then how do you know that I'm in the East Palace and my bedroom, and do you know that I'm married to the crown prince?"

Xun Yi was dressed in black, with a screaming ghost mask, looking terrifying in the night, but under the cold moonlight, Cheng Cheng felt that Xun Yi was inextricably lonely and lonely.

Xun Yi said lightly: "I know everything about you."

Cheng Cheng pondered: "Then did you know me before? Or what kind of relationship did we have before, and how did we meet?" The doubts in his heart continued to grow, and his tone became more and more urgent.

Xun Yi didn't answer, but just brought chestnuts aside, "The chestnuts should be ready, try it."

Cheng Cheng knew that Xunyi didn't want to answer these questions anymore, but the exploration factor in his heart kept growing, and he suddenly felt that this novel world seemed to be covered in a cloud of fog waiting for him to explore.

He thinks that he has the perspective of God after reading the novel, as well as the assistance of the system. It is not worth mentioning to complete the task and find the murderer, but this world is the real world, and it is not static. The thief who stole his comics.

Cheng Cheng had no choice but to rest his thoughts on finding out, peeled the chestnuts at ease, ate one, his lips and teeth were fragrant, and praised: "Xun Yi, your stir-fry is really delicious."

"Thank you."

Cheng Cheng took one bite at a time, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the plate was almost finished by him, while Xun Yi was still sitting there, just looking at him, not eating a single chestnut.

A person kept looking at himself eating chestnuts, with nostalgic eyes, Cheng Cheng's goosebumps were falling all over the ground, he immediately picked up a chestnut and handed it to Xunyi, "Why don't you eat it?"

Xunyi took the chestnut, his eyes turned from Cheng Cheng to chestnut, and after a while, he asked, "Is this a new agreement?"

Cheng Cheng was stunned for a while before he realized what Xun Yi was talking about. The desire to explore in his heart continued to grow. He thought that he might use Xun Yi as a breakthrough point, and nodded: "Forget it, I made an agreement with you that every three days I will I came to you to eat chestnuts with you."

Xun Yi didn't speak for a while, wearing a mask, Cheng Cheng didn't know what the man's expression was like now.

In the end, Xunyi carefully held the chestnut in his palm, and clenched it tightly, "Okay, you have to remember this promise."

Cheng Cheng peeled another chestnut and threw it into his mouth: "I will definitely remember."

Then, he tentatively said, "When are you going to send me back?"

Xun Yi said lightly: "Wait until you finish eating this chestnut."

There is a show!Cheng Cheng chewed it a few times, then swallowed it, clapped his hands, and stood up: "I'm done eating, send me back. By the way, where is this place? Is it far from the palace..."

Before Cheng Cheng finished speaking, a sharp wind came towards him, his eyes turned dark.

No, it doesn't look like this!