Chapter 191 Gun (1)
After dinner, Caiwei returned to her room, closed the door, took out a pen and paper, and sat at the table to draw seriously.
The old-fashioned Type 38 pistol, including the wooden barrel, has a total of 19 parts. These 19 parts are of different sizes and thicknesses. She needs to draw realistic patterns for each part, and then mark the size and thickness before she is done.
It took her three full chapters to finish drawing these 19 parts. When she finished, the gong for the third watch had already struck outside. Caiwei stretched her body, moved her sore arms and neck, and blew a breath. She felt tired all over, so she got up and walked to the couch.
As soon as she got up, she suddenly saw the legitimate prince of the Great Jin State, Nangong Yi, lying on her couch.
At that time, he was lying lazily on her couch with one hand supporting his forehead, looking at her with a smile, but she didn't know how long he had been looking at her.
In fact, he had come a long time ago, but when he came in, he saw the girl sitting under the lamp and drawing seriously. She was so focused that she seemed to be doing the most important thing in the world. He couldn't bear to disturb her, so he lay on the bed and looked at the beauty.
Looking at her perfect profile and her serious look, two or three hours passed, but he didn't notice that before he could see enough, the beauty had turned her head and would no longer allow him to watch her in such detail! .
When Caiwei saw him for the first time, she instinctively wanted to open her mouth and curse, but suddenly remembered the man's noble status.
Although she was not a snob who flattered the powerful and looked down on the weak, she was now in ancient times and had to abide by the strict feudal hierarchy of ancient times. The demon was the prince, and logically, she should pay respect to him. Not kneeling to him was a crime and should be severely punished. If she was also accused of insulting the prince and disrespecting the royal family, if people knew about it, I'm afraid that several people in the family would lose their heads.
Thinking of this, she endured it, but still asked unhappily: "Why are you here again?"
Nangong Yi slowly sat up and stood up. His happy mood was not affected by the girl's bad attitude. He said lazily: "I came to keep Fangqing's appointment last night."
Caiwei shuddered, hugged her shoulders, and her eyes were more alert.
Last night he said he would come to apply medicine to her tonight. After a busy day today, she forgot about it. After he reminded her, she suddenly remembered it.
"Hey, I'm warning you, don't be rude to me."
The man chuckled and walked slowly towards Caiwei. "I didn't say what I was going to do to you. Are you reminding me on purpose?"
As he spoke, he stopped in front of her, lowered his head, and looked at her with a smile.
Under the candlelight, the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl was staring at her with her big eyes as clear as a stream. Her delicate face was full of vigilance. Her silky long hair was loosely tied behind her head and tied with a green bamboo hairpin. One strand of it was playfully hanging down, scattered behind her fair and graceful neck, and all the way down to her waist...
At this time, she was wearing a brand new pink satin embroidered red chrysanthemum cross-collar jacket and a pearl-colored flowered long skirt that reached the ground. It was exactly what he prepared for her. The pink color matched her fair and translucent skin very well, making her look even more tender and lovely, almost like she could be pinched out of water.
She stared at him, and he also stared at her...
After a long time, he suddenly raised his hand and stroked the girl's cheek.
Caiwei was startled and quickly dodged the man's sudden caress. She turned around angrily and was about to scold him for sneaking into a girl's boudoir and flirting with a girl. Unexpectedly, that delicate wrist stretched out to the table without stopping.