The bride of the wedding night: refusing to marry the princess

Chapter 143 Disturbing the second trick, the colorful courtyard 1
Shaking my head, I put this kind of myself out of my mind, how can I forget my purpose because of a small thing?
I carried it back to my new place, put it on the stool, and started my great business, turned the room upside down, and finally I found two pieces of ink, a big basin, and an inkstone, I grinded and grinded vigorously, and after a while, a large pot of ink appeared in front of my eyes.

Thinking about what I'm about to do, it's absolutely impossible to do this little bit, but I can't get more pots. If they find out and ask, how should I answer?

Of course, the first appreciator of my masterpiece is Qi Zelin, how can I let others know?Just a little bit of ink is not enough, if I can get some color powder, as soon as it is sprinkled, it will dissolve in water without disappearing, that would be great.

By the way, I have a solution.

Even though a large pot of ink was placed on the ground, I ran out excitedly. The destination was a weaving factory. There should be one here.

"Ah, it hurts..." Because I was too excited, I didn't notice that someone in front of me just walked in front of me, and I bumped into the person's body abruptly.

"Which dog slave, flustered, didn't open his eyes!" An angry roar came from his ear.

Before I could say an apology, the other party preempted me, even if I had a bad voice, and even called me a dog slave, which one of his eyes saw that I looked like a slave.

"Who you say is a dog slave, you have nothing to look for... Uh, why is it you." That fiery man!

In the middle of the conversation, when I saw that it was too late, I stopped abruptly.I've seen how hot he is. Last time I touched my acupoints for an hour, it made me unable to move for several days. I'd better not offend such a person.

"Oh, so it's you." Qi Zeyan suddenly realized, as if I should be so reckless, he seemed to look down on me.

Although I really wanted to defend myself, and insisted that he would not listen to my words, I decided to pretend that I didn't hear, didn't see, and didn't find out, so there would be no problem.

Bypassing him, I'm going to move on. Although we met, I don't think he came to me specially. For one thing, he never gave me a good face, never gave me a good evaluation, even we I can't even call it acquaintance. With this, I can't be passionate.

(End of this chapter)