Be a Cartoonist In the Fairy World

Because of Wen Cuilong's attitude, Mengxi's affairs can only come to an end temporarily.

Du Ziyuan and his group of six people and a cat arrived at the Imperial City of Aolan Kingdom a day later. At this time, there were only two days left before Pei Mingyang's wedding. As the groom's official, he was almost schizophrenic.

"Ah, you're here, just do it yourself, I'll leave first if I have something to do." Du Ziyuan hurriedly got into the carriage as soon as he saw Pei Mingyang.

Du Ziyuan quickly grabbed him: "Ohhhhh, don't worry, take the gift and talk about it."

With that said, he snatched the package in Wen Cuilong's hand and handed it over.

"Ah -" Wen Cuilong suddenly exclaimed after being taken away by the package.

But Pei Mingyang didn't think so much about this, and handed the package to the fifth child: "Go ahead, go ahead, take this to Yunman, the fifth child. It's a gift from Teacher Shanfeng, and you must treat it carefully."

"Understood." The old fifth glanced at Pei Mingyang sympathetically, his eyes were good, and he could see what was inside from the exposed corner of the package. If this is in the hands of the princess, then there will be a good show.

Thinking of this, the old five hid the package behind him, trying not to let Pei Mingyang notice.

"It's really busy," Du Ziyuan shook his head as he watched the carriage go away, "I don't want to do such troublesome things in my life."

Li Cunfeng was surprised: "Master, don't you plan to marry the princess?"

"Can't it?" Du Ziyuan asked rhetorically.

"This..." Li Cunfeng didn't know how to answer. Logically, "Unfilial piety has three things, but it's not a big thing." But this is not what he can say to Du Ziyuan, he simply chose to be silent.

Although Wen Cuilong was a little bit disappointed that Du Ziyuan took the clothes she carefully sewed to give gifts, she quickly recovered her spirit: "If the old ones don't go away, the new ones won't come, so I can concentrate on sewing new products. I have had a good inspiration recently."

Du Ziyuan only felt that a chill was coming from behind, he stared at Wen Cuilong and said, "Damn! You are really unrequited! It seems that you haven't practiced for a while, you owe it! I will give it tonight! I'm out of the city to fight, and I want to check if your follower's martial arts has regressed."

"Oh..." Wen Cuilong looked reluctant, and every time she hit Du Ziyuan, she was passive, because looking at the magic mirror would reveal all her flaws, and she didn't even fight back in front of him. force. It's worse than sandbags.

At this time, Little Lori Mao's ears asked from the side: "Teacher, where do we live tonight?"

Du Ziyuan said: "Although I don't live in the imperial city, the imperial family also prepared a palace for me here. We live there today, but there is a problem."

"what is the problem?"

"I don't know the way."

"..."

...

After inquiring about it, Du Ziyuan finally found his house.

"It's not easy." Du Ziyuan sighed as he looked at the plaque of "Prince Lan's Mansion" on the door.

Fortunately, the guards here didn't make any oolong eyes that look down on people. They watch Du Ziyuan's images once a day, so they recognized Du Ziyuan when they got out of the car.

The four guards immediately stepped forward and saluted: "See the prince, and welcome the prince back home."

"Well," Du Ziyuan nodded, "Let's go in."

He was about to enter the mansion, when suddenly a surprised voice came from the side.

"Uncle Wang!"

Du Ziyuan turned around and looked around, and saw a pink and lovely young girl running towards her carrying her goose yellow dress. Who is not Princess Yunting?

Seeing the delighted look on her little face, she seemed to wish to fly to Du Ziyuan now. But obviously the clothes and shoes on her body did not allow her to do this, and she could only move forward awkwardly, shaking from left to right, looking like a doll.

Du Ziyuan didn't expect to meet her in this place, and quickly took a few steps forward and hugged her up.

"Xiao Ting'er, do you miss uncle?"

"Well, I really want to." Yun Ting said, touching Du Ziyuan's wrist.

Perceiving the movement, Mo Yun who had been coiled around came back to life, and yelled "Baa".

"Hehehe." Yunting smiled happily when she saw it.

"Huh? So you thought it wasn't me?" Du Ziyuan said artificially, "Uncle is very sad."

Yun Ting hurriedly said, "Ting'er also misses you Uncle Wang very much."

"Haha, well, really good," Du Ziyuan took out a lollipop to her, "Come on, this is a reward."

Yun Ting immediately took the lollipop and licked it happily.

From behind, Wen Cuilong muttered after seeing this scene: "Wow, why don't you see that he has such a good attitude towards others? Is it possible that only such a small child can arouse his interest?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Du Ziyuan suddenly turning his head and staring at her with sharp eyes. It probably means "I seem to hear someone speak ill of me behind my back".

Wen Cuilong immediately turned her face away and dared not look at him: "It's terrible..."

Yun Ting came to see her grandfather with her mother today. Yun Ting's grandfather is the highest commander of the military, Da Sima, and naturally lives in this area.

Saying that Cao Cao had arrived, Yun Ting's mother followed him.

"Ting'er, where did you go? How many times have I told you... Prince Lan, Prince Lan?" Yunting's mother was surprised and immediately saluted Du Zi. "See Prince Lan."

Although she will be the queen after eight achievements, in the face of Du Ziyuan, even her husband and father must be polite, let alone her.

Du Ziyuan nodded to her: "I happened to meet the little princess here. Would you mind asking her to come to my house for a while?"

"Naturally not." Yunting's mother told her daughter a few more words, and then left without worry at all.

"This mother's heart is too big~www.readwn.com~ Wen Hongyue said with emotion.

However, Wen Cuilong said, "No, it's better to say that the little princess and Teacher Shanfeng are close to her to be happy. You don't look at who our master is."

Wen Hongyue thought for a while, nodded and said: "That's what I said."

Du Ziyuan took the little princess into the palace, and at the same time, the news of Prince Lan's entry into the imperial city had reached the ears of all high-ranking officials. As early as a year ago, when Du Ziyuan announced that he would start a painting training class, they were ready to move, and now they immediately gathered the younger generations in their own family who were talented in painting, and then they were ready to go straight to the palace with generous gifts.

Before Du Ziyuan could be cleaned up for a while, he received a lot of greetings.

"That's why I don't want to come to the imperial city," he said disgustingly, "it's really troublesome."

"Do you want to send them?" Li Cunfeng asked.

He had just become a follower of Du Ziyuan, and his father was Du Ziyuan's butler, so he consciously replaced himself as a butler. However, he is not as smooth as his father. He is a sword repairman, going straight forward, and he is just driving people when he speaks.