His question was destined to be answered by no one.
Su Ruotang did not close the door of the private room, and everyone who was interested in the matter peeked inside.
The shopkeeper put the jade on the table and said respectfully: "Sir, can you take a good look at this jade pendant?"
Su Ruotang's eyes were attracted by the jade, and he casually handed the jade pendant to the shopkeeper.
"That's it, don't look at anything else."
The shopkeeper took it carefully, looked at it carefully, and handed the jade pendant back respectfully, "Sir, I heard that the waiter said you still need engraving?"
Su Ruotang's fingertips landed on the goose egg-sized purple jade.
The fingers, as white as jade, seemed to exude a gleaming light against the purple jade.
She raised her eyes and pursed her lips in distress, "Yes, but I don't know how to carve."
"Sir, do you want to carve it yourself, or will our master help you carve it?"
"Carve it yourself."
The shopkeeper smiled and said: "I know a little about carving skills. If you don't mind, I can teach you."
Su Ruotang's bright peach blossom eyes were filled with joy: "Then I'll trouble the shopkeeper."
"No trouble." The shopkeeper smiled and ordered the waiter to get carving tools and low-quality jade for Su Ruotang to practice.
Everyone who gathered around the door was shocked when they heard that the shopkeeper actually taught Su Ruotang how to carve.
"The most skillful jade shopkeeper in Xicheng actually teaches carving in person? Qian Xian came to invite him many times, but he refused!"
"What is the origin of this male favorite?"
"No, it should be the origin of the jade pendant in his hand."
"Is this what it means to be the third prince's male favorite?"
"Don't think about it. This male favorite's appearance is not inferior to that of the third prince. If you want to be the third prince's male favorite, just reincarnate."
Su Ruotang ignored the comments of the people outside the door. He picked up the brush with his slender fingers and drew aimlessly on the rice paper.
This jade pendant was given to her by Mo Rongyan.
With this jade pendant, you can withdraw items from all properties under Mo Rongyan's name.
No matter how high the value is, you can take it.
It was only when she entered the private room on the fifth floor that she saw the inconspicuous logo on the shop sign.
Not long after, the waiter brought carving tools and a few pieces of low-quality jade.
And the graphics in Su Ruotang's paintings gradually took shape.
It is a cute little jade cat.
Mo Ronyan's lazy and sleepy attributes are like those of a big cat.
It would be perfect to give him a jade sculpture of a cat.
Just when Mo Jinming and four others took the people from the Shogi camp who were proficient in water power to inspect the river outside the city and determine the excavation plan.
Su Ruotang was sitting in the jade shop, learning carving with the jade shopkeeper.
Two hours later, she looked at her only son in her hands, confused.
In her white and tender palm, a purple jade bead lay quietly.
Looking closely, the jade beads seem to be carved into some kind of animal, like a tiger or a cat.
On the silk cushion in her hand, there were seven or eight carved beads of different sizes.
Su Ruotang looked at the crystal clear purple jade cat in her palm, and then looked at the purple jade she had carved on the table.
Sighing faintly——
This is really a typical case where the eyes can do it but the hands can’t.
It's so simple in the hands of Shopkeeper Jade.
When it comes to her, it's as difficult as the road to Shu.
What a waste of this top quality purple jade.
She originally thought about carving a jade pendant from the remaining materials.
The jade shopkeeper smiled softly: "Sir, this is your first time contacting jade carving. To be able to carve it like this is already considered a gift."
Su Ruotang poked the jade cat and said sadly, "The cost is high."
Zi Fei, the size of a goose egg, was the only child left in the end.
"Shall I dress the young master?" the shopkeeper chuckled.
Su Ruotang handed his only son to him: "Well, let's make a bracelet out of red rope."
When I left the Jade Tower, the setting sun had burned out and was replaced by the starry sky.
Rows of lanterns were lit on both sides of the street.
People come and go.
Standing in the crowd, Su Ruotang felt an unreal sense of trance while listening to the children's play.
After a long time, she slowly lowered her eyes and looked at the jade sculpture in her palm.
The lilac kitten is as dignified and elegant as the person who lives under the orchid and jade trees.
The soft fingertips gently poked the kitten.
Under the reflection of the lights, the little jade cat seems to be flowing with gleaming purple light, and its aura is compelling.
Su Ruotang's red lips curved slightly.
Although it is an only child, it is made of the central material of purple jade, and the seed water has reached the level of glass.
Moreover, it was carved by the fairy herself, which was enough to make up for the hosta she threw away.
Just when she turned around to go back to the inn.
A figure shrouded in a black cloak blocked her path.
No. 7 looked at her with a complicated expression and said in a hoarse voice, "Miss Su."
Su Ruotang's colorful peach blossom eyes were instantly filled with vigilance.
She looked at him coldly, the curvature of her thin lips disappeared, and she faintly uttered two words, "No. 7."
No. 7 raised the corners of his lips: "Miss Su doesn't have to be so hostile to me. I came to see Miss Su just to confirm one thing."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the Zilin Guard who was approaching faintly behind Su Ruotang, waved his sleeves and sprinkled white powder, and reached out to grab Su Ruotang through his sleeves.
In the blink of an eye, he had jumped onto the roof with Su Ruotang and disappeared.
The expressions of the members of the Zilin Guard who were ordered to protect Su Ruotang suddenly changed.
The troops divided into two groups.
Followed closely all the way.
All the way back to the inn.
...
When Su Ruotang woke up again, he found that he was not lying in the dark and damp place he imagined.
But in a log cabin.
The layout is simple, but refreshing and clean.
Her delicate brows were slightly frowned, and she was really speechless.
She was wary that No. 7 would use poison, but she didn't expect it.
This cunning thing actually uses the lowest level of sweat-inducing medicine.
The dignified ghost doctor was fascinated by the Mongolian Khan medicine. If this spreads out, he will lose all his dignity.
"Are you awake?" At this moment, the wooden house was pushed open, and No. 7's hoarse voice came.
Su Ruotang sat up and stared at him warily, "What are you going to do?"
No. 7 leaned against the door and looked at her with complicated eyes, "Are you in love with Mo Ronyan?"
Although it was a question, his tone was extremely certain.
Su Ruotang's eyes trembled and her slender fingers curled up.
A slight burning sensation came from her palm, and she looked down.
In the palm of her hand, the cute little jade cat hung on her long, white and tender fingertips.
No. 7 watched her movements, his eyes deepening.
Su Ruotang lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
The moment he landed, his legs went weak and he stumbled to the ground.
Her white and tender skin rubbed against the wooden floor, and there were blood marks instantly. The pain caused water vapor to appear in her eyes.
"Hiss—" Su Ruotang took a breath of cold air and clenched her little hands.
The only son who is tightly protected in the palm of his hand.
No. 7's pupils suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously took a step forward.
When she looked up at her outstretched hand, she calmly retracted it.
His eyes fell on her bruised wrist, and he frowned slightly.
Su Ruotang stood up holding the edge of the bed and looked at No. 7 with a cold expression, "If you catch me threatening His Highness, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."
No. 7 looked at him steadily, took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and placed it on the table, "Are you so sure?"
Su Ruotang's pretty face looked cold, "What on earth are you going to do?"
No. 7 lowered his eyes, a low laugh escaped from his throat, and asked: "How about I verify it for Miss Su?"
