Chapter 257 Bitten by a Pen?

She whispered, "You don't know, but every day after you leave, I'm very worried."

Mu Qing thought, how could he not know that his wife was thinking about him?

Then he let go of Hu Xiner's hand, turned around and took out a wooden box from the cabinet.

"What is this? A clue?" Hu Xiner asked curiously.

Mu Qing laughed: "I know you've been working hard, so I bought you a gift."

Hu Xiner scratched her head a little embarrassedly. These days, her mind was full of suspenseful cases, so she misunderstood.

When I opened the box, I saw an exquisitely shaped brush inside, which was obviously worth a lot of money.

Hu Xiner accepted it happily: "Thank you, my husband! I like this gift very much."

She trotted to the table, eager to start drawing with her new pen.

Mu Qing stood aside and watched his wife write, and suddenly noticed another pen on the table out of the corner of his eye.

It was a brush with an extremely ordinary shape, but because it was too simple and ordinary, it seemed a bit out of place on this table.

When did Xin'er buy such an ordinary brush? Moreover, the tip of this brush is stained with ink, which shows that it is used frequently.

He thought about it secretly and decided to buy a few more good paintbrushes for Hu Xiner in the future.

Suddenly, he found that there seemed to be some burrs on the pen, so he reached out to pick it up, but before he touched the pen, he felt like he was stung by something.

"Hiss" he took a breath unexpectedly.

Was it an illusion? But the tingling in my fingertips didn't seem fake.

Mu Qing began to feel that this sum was a little strange.

Hu Xin'er was startled by the sound and looked over: "What's wrong?"

Mu Qing waved his hands: "Nothing, I just saw that there seemed to be an old pen on your desk, which seemed a bit strange."

"Oh, you mean this green bamboo pen?" Hu Xin'er followed his gaze and smiled smugly, "Don't underestimate it, it's my treasure!"

"Oh?" Mu Qing was a little surprised.

Hu Xiner explained, "This is the pen I got from Yin Li. Although it looks old and ordinary, it is very smooth to use. They say that famous pens have magical powers. Maybe it's because the previous owner has worn this pen out of its temper, so it's so obedient~"

She was so imaginative that she even laughed at herself: "When I make enough money, I'll draw a niche comic book with the theme of spirit objects, and use this pen as the protagonist!"

"You always have so many wonderful ideas in your head." Mu Qingyi smiled, "Since this pen is so good, I'll give it a try too."

He reached out to grab the pen again, and this time he managed to grasp the pen, but he withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

Mu Qing frowned slightly. This time the numbness and tingling was more intense than last time.

Hu Xin'er asked curiously, "What's wrong? Did you get pricked by a thorn on your hand?"

She put down the painting at hand and pulled Mu Qing to the side to pick out the flaws: "I'll go find some needles, you sit here first."

The night breeze blows gently, the window screens move slightly, the candlesticks emit warm yellow light, and on the desk, the winding and stretching wood grain remains motionless.

While neither of them was paying attention, the ordinary old green bamboo pen suddenly twisted its body.

Mu Qing seemed to be aware of something, and when he looked over, he saw only the flickering candlelight and the pen lying quietly on the table, motionless.

"Xin'er, does your pen have any history?" he asked with some confusion.

Hu Xin'er held the needle and searched for a long time, but didn't see any thorns.

She couldn't help but look up in surprise: "Origin? I have to ask Yin Li about that."

She jokingly said, "You don't think you've been bitten by a pen, do you? I've washed my pen several times since I got it back. I guarantee there aren't any bugs in it."

Mu Qing thought about it and found it ridiculous. He shook his head and smiled: "Maybe I am just delusional."

The next day, Mu Qing went out as usual, but today he was going to discuss with the emperor about transferring to the Hanlin Academy.

After Hu Xiner finished her breakfast, she went to look at Feng Ge again.

He had been tied up, his hands and feet were bound, and the red rashes all over his body seemed to have life, growing vigorously parasitically on his body.

The itchiness that penetrated into his bones made him lose his mind and he kept wailing in pain.

"Have you given him the medicine?" Hu Xiner couldn't bear to watch any longer and turned to ask Doctor Yu.

Doctor Yu said respectfully, "I've already used the medicine from that old doctor last time, but it only slowed down the spread of the poison."

It's been so long, but Jiang Yao still hasn't come back.

Hu Xin'er began to get a little worried. She sighed and waved her hand, "Thank you, Doctor Yu, for taking care of Feng Ge. Doctor Yu, you should also take care of yourself."

She was about to go out when she suddenly stopped, and the conversation with Mu Qing yesterday emerged in her mind.

"Yeah, maybe he knows..." she murmured, her eyes lighting up.

Maybe Yin Li might have some clues!

She immediately dispatched a few guards as usual, and just as she reached the gate of the Lu family, she heard Madam Dou's surprised voice.

"Hey, Shopkeeper Hu, where are you going?"

Hu Xin'er stopped and saw that she was holding a pile of drawings. She couldn't help but smile and said, "Nothing, I'm just going out to relax. Are you here to hand in your drawings?"

"Yes!" Madam Dou held the manuscript carefully and took a few quick steps forward.

Hu Xin'er took the manuscript and flipped through it casually. "So many! It seems like you're drawing very smoothly. Have you found the feeling?"

Madam Dou's eyes and eyebrows were filled with gratitude and joy: "Thanks to Boss Hu, the sales of my "Mermaid's Love" are quite good, and I got a full 50 taels of silver!"

Hu Xin'er smiled and said, "Your book sales are more than just good. It's a huge hit! But with all the money you've made, why haven't you bought yourself a couple of new sets of clothes?"

Madam Dou was still wearing the same cloth skirt she had worn last time. Upon hearing this, she clasped her hands in front of her, leaned forward and said with a smile, "Didn't you just receive your wages?"

"Just now..." Hu Xiner suddenly realized that the original agreement was to pay the manuscript fee at the end of the month, but today is not the end of the month!

And how can you pay the manuscript fee so early?

She asked curiously, "Who paid you?"

Madam Dou was stunned for a moment and was about to say something when she suddenly heard a burst of hurried horse hooves.

They both looked over and saw the eldest princess riding a horse and rushing towards them aggressively. As soon as she got off the horse, she pulled Hu Xiner inside.

After entering the living room of the Lu Mansion, she sat down at the table and angrily took a big sip of tea.

It was the first time that Madam Dou saw someone drinking tea like it was alcohol, and she was surprised: "Manager Hu, what's this?"

"This is the eldest princess. You saw her in the comic book store last time, but you were busy selling books at that time, so you didn't talk to her much." Hu Xiner introduced.

Madam Dou quickly bowed and said, "I, the humble Dou, greet the Princess!"