The evil king trains his wife

Chapter 285 Treating Her Like a Child

"Disappeared?" There was an undercurrent hidden in his icy eyes, and his clear voice suppressed his anxiety, "Where did she go?"

"I don't know." Mu Mu shook his head, and handed over a piece of rice paper, "This is the ghostly drawing talisman left by sister Qian Nian."

"Ghost painting talisman?" Jiang Chengfeng frowned deeply.

Mu Mu nodded, "That's right, she left a letter when she left last time. Didn't Uncle Wang say that she wrote ghost symbols? So..."

Jiang Chengfeng gave Mumu a cold look, and grabbed the rice paper.

When he opened it, the expression on his face became even colder.

"Uncle Wang, don't worry, sister Qian Nian is much stronger than before, and nothing will happen."

Jiang Chengfeng looked at the messy ink marks on the paper suspiciously, and his face became more and more gloomy, "The handwriting is not good! The painting is so ugly! I don't know what I'm expressing!"

Seeing Jiang Chengfeng's solemn expression, Mumu dared not speak any more.

Jiang Yujing and Lingzhi also came.

Seeing that Bai Qiannian was not there, Jiang Yujing asked, "Where is Nian'er? Why didn't I see her? I'm going to ride a camel today, shouldn't she be the most active?"

Jiang Chengfeng remained silent, concentrating on studying Bai Qiannian's painting.

He, Jiang Chengfeng, could even understand ancient characters, but he just couldn't understand Bai Qiannian's pen and ink!
Only then did Jiang Yujing realize that the atmosphere was a bit strange, "What's wrong?"

Mumu looked at Jiang Chengfeng, and whispered to Jiang Yujing, "Sister Qiannian disappeared again, leaving behind a painting, I don't know what it means."

"Oh?" Jiang Chengfeng raised his eyebrows, "Brother Wang, can you show me?"

Jiang Chengfeng waved his right hand, and the rice paper flew into the air.

This time he finds her, he must teach her a lesson!

He walked away quietly without saying a word, leaving behind incomprehensible calligraphy and paintings!
Didn't she know that he was worried?

Jiang Yujing caught the painting, opened it, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Nian'er's paintings are really interesting."

"Can you understand?" Jiang Chengfeng turned his eyes and looked at Jiang Yujing.

Jiang Yujing smiled slightly, "Of course, I understand girls' thoughts best."

"Say it!" Jiang Chengfeng urged in a cold voice.

Jiang Chengfeng pointed to the painting and explained, "Look, brother, this is the imperial palace. The one flying like a bird in the sky should be her, and this should be the ingot. It means that she left the palace with the ingot, but this ..." Jiang Yujing looked at the place pointed by the arrow, it was a dark mass, "What is this? I don't understand it."

Lingzhi was puzzled, looked around on his feet, and suddenly remembered what happened yesterday.

"The servant knows what this is!"

"What!?" The three asked in unison.

"Miss Qian Nian's painting of this pitch-black mass should mean the black market."

"The black market?" Jiang Chengfeng said sullenly, "What is she going to the black market for? There are a lot of fish and dragons there! Now the Sundial City rebels are secretly monitoring our every move! Isn't she looking for death by running out alone?!"

Jiang Yujing quickly comforted her: "Brother Wang, don't worry, Nian'er's spiritual power has improved so much now, most people can't hurt her."

Jiang Chengfeng clenched his teeth, his handsome face seemed to be covered with thousands of years of ice.

Even if she is already an eighth or ninth rank spiritual practitioner, he will still worry about her!

Just like parents to children, no matter how old the child is, in the eyes of the parents, they are still children.

"My lord, please forgive me!" Lingzhi suddenly knelt down on the ground and said in panic, "It's all the fault of the servant, it's the fault of the servant!"

(End of this chapter)