In the main room of the east courtyard of the Hou Mansion, Li Fan woke up from the big withered flower bed in his bedroom. He looked up and saw Ruyue and Yingtao talking quietly together.
Both of them are young and beautiful maids, in their prime. Their robes are thin and their necks are white. They look indescribably pleasing to the eye when set against the hibiscus tent.
He couldn't help but joked: "What are you doing here so early in the morning, biting your ears? Why don't you help us get dressed and wash up?"
The two women were startled and turned around, only to find that Li Fan had woken up.
Beside him, a rather heroic woman was lying on her side. She seemed to be still sleeping soundly, but in fact she had already woken up. Her face was flushed and her eyelashes were slightly twitching.
"No...nothing..."
The two girls also blushed and hurriedly asked the maids outside to bring hot water and towels to wash their master and the newly arrived aunt.
It is already the fifth day of September, and it has been several days since Li Ao came back.
In the past few days, the Hou Mansion quickly organized a simple yet grand wedding for Li Cong's concubine.
It was just a concubine, and of course there was no way to compare it with a formal marriage, but I still invited a group of friends and colleagues and subordinates from Lantai Institute to celebrate.
Li Fan allocated the small building on the west side of his east courtyard to Huang Ying to live in, and also transferred the third-class maids Xin'er, Qiao'er, Susu, and Susu to her name and became exclusive maids. Xiao Qingyue, the mistress of the Hou Mansion, also set a monthly salary for her and the treatment that an aunt should have.
All this made everyone in the mansion realize that this time the Hou Mansion really had a new aunt-level mistress.
On this day, Li Fan did not go to the school grounds for morning exercises, nor did he go to Lantai to answer the call. Instead, he stayed in the room to talk to Huang Ying, a new wife, and personally explained to her some things in the Hou Mansion.
Huang Ying enjoyed the sumptuous breakfast at the Hou Mansion, her heart felt like drinking honey, and she couldn't help but have a sincere smile on her face.
"You should treat this place as your home from now on. Find out what happened to your parents and see if you have a chance..."
As Li Chuan spoke, he felt a little strange in his heart.
In Huang Ying's memory, she was abducted from her hometown when she was a child, but she somehow managed to escape. From then on, she wandered around the country and made her home all over the world.
I don't know where I learned some martial arts and painting skills, and accidentally entered the secret realm to explore. Only then did I meet myself and muster up the courage to follow him back to the capital.
Now, I finally got my wish and married into a noble family.
"Since I am your concubine, young Marquis, I should abide by my duty and stop showing up. After searching for so many years, I have lost my mind, so I might as well forget it."
Huang Ying looked at Li Chuan affectionately, and the typical love came into her mind, forgetting her parents when she had a lover.
This is not the influence of Guihua. Guihua only cleverly tampered with her memory, but it did not change her nature.
However, people at the time had such a mindset that it was natural for them to obey their husbands when they got married and abide by the rules of the marquis.
Therefore, Li Fan didn't say anything more, and just sighed secretly.
After breakfast, Li Ao took Huang Ying back to the east courtyard, but he dismissed the rest of the crowd, leaving only Ru Yue and Tao Ying.
"They are all people around me. You can summon that Hushan Pen and try its effect. I am here to hold the line for you to prevent accidents from happening."…
Huang Ying glanced at the two curious girls and knew that many wealthy families had children born from slaves like this, so she summoned the Hushan Pen as she said.
As a misty brilliance lit up, a finely crafted famous pen quietly appeared in front of her and was held in her hand.
Ruyue, Yingying immediately placed paper and inkstones in front of the table that had been prepared. But this time, the ink used was not ordinary ink, but one part each of the blood of slaughtered chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep, using special methods to prevent coagulation. , sent over.
"Let's try to see if the blood can be used first."
Under Li Chuan's gaze, pale firelight condensed writing on this rare treasure.
"Exotic treasure (Hushan pen)"
"Famous pens made with great care are still preserved even after many years.
It was as good as new, and it was turned into a rare treasure due to being contaminated with the strange source of matter in the strange realm."
"Dip blood as a painting, and you can create mundane things."
The Dharma Eye is not a panacea, and the weird information it can analyze is always limited.
It can only keep things true, not preserve them.
Even Li Fan himself didn't really know what the so-called painting dipped in blood meant.
Is it only human blood, or can you try all kinds of other blood.
There are no relevant records of the information Huang Sheng obtained. He probably would not put this hard-earned experience into writing, as long as he knew it.
As a result, after Huang Ying tried several times, the worst result occurred.
The blood of these animals is of no use at all.
"Sure enough, can we still only use human blood?"
Li Fan frowned.
"Then what should we do now? We can't really kill people and bleed them, right?"
When Huang Ying saw this, she couldn't help but stop and asked in confusion.
Her nature is still kind and she is quite resistant to this kind of thing.
"With the connections in the Hou Mansion, we can get enough blood from death row prisoners or other extremely evil people. If that doesn't work, we can also extract some from living people. Just be careful not to exceed the dosage.
Let’s try it with mine first. "
Li Fan was also ruthless. He cut himself with a knife without saying a word, and released an inkstone full under the exclamations of the three women.
Immediately afterwards, he summoned the Eight Immortals Golden Bottle and took a sip of wine, immediately returning to his original state.
"It's okay now, let's try again."
Li Chuan said.
Huang Ying glanced at Li Fan with a hint of resentment: "Little Marquis, how can I write this? You are so quick to bleed yourself..."
In fact, what Li Fan wants is this effect. Otherwise, he will forget the original intention as he uses it, and it is unknown whether he will actually become a murderous demon.
He now understands that some exotic treasures seem to have no price, but they are also a price in themselves.
Using human blood as ink is a very dangerous thing, and it is easy to be deceived into complete corruption.
However, he couldn't explain his intention to Huang Ying at the moment, so he just urged her to draw quickly.
Huang Ying immediately started to draw with Hushan strokes.
She still retained her previous painting skills, and with just a few strokes, she drew a gleaming sword.
At this time, Li Fan also felt a strange force pouring into it, making the objects in the painting condense and take shape.
In the blink of an eye, a real sword emerged from the painting and appeared in the real world.
"Derivatives (Crafts)"
"Derivatives drawn with "Exotic Treasure (Hushan Brush)"
As this scene happened, the blood stains on the paper were wiped away, disappearing without a trace as if they had never appeared before.
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Don’t ask the common people, ask ghosts and gods
