The little female is incredibly sweet and soft, healing the five evil beasts right from the start.

Chapter 297 Carving
Upon hearing his words, Jiang Mian tentatively replied, "Then shall I give it a try?"

Zhao Ci chuckled softly and replied, "Mm."

Then he waved his hand: "Are you tired of squatting? Sit down and rest for a while."

Before Jiang Mian could react, Diexu had already brought out a stool and placed it next to her, respectfully saying, "Please sit down, Madam."

She naturally got up and sat on the stool.

"Aren't you going to sit?" Jiang Mian leaned forward, propping her elbows on her legs and resting her chin on her hands, looking at him.

“Sit down.” Zhao Ci nodded.

So Zhaoci sat down cross-legged next to the star stone in front of her and began to carefully carve the star stone.

The ground was covered with loose soil and stones, as well as ice chips from when the two men had pried the ice, but he sat down on the ground without a care in the world.

Jiang Mian was stunned by this scene. He knew that Zhao Ci didn't have Rong Fei's obsessive-compulsive disorder, but he was still clean.

At least in her view, it was indeed somewhat incongruous for a very famous designer, whose designs were all high-end products that were snapped up by people, to casually sit on the ground wearing custom-made high-end clothes.

Jiang Mian probably felt that the design of the item was a luxury product, which made her feel that the imperial edict itself was also a kind of luxury and high-end product. So when he suddenly sat down on the ground without any regard for his image, she was a little surprised.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Ci noticed her gaze and seemed to understand what she was thinking, so he chuckled and said, "Do you think that a famous designer like me shouldn't be in such an unladylike relationship with the soil?"

But he used to be someone who rolled around in the mud all the time.

"Right?" Jiang Mian chuckled. "But what's even more surprising is that I've never seen you like this before."

Luxury goods are luxurious because they are extremely rare, and the materials used to make them are even rarer.

For example, necklaces and bracelets made from rare minerals, which are extremely difficult and rare to mine.

"Now you've seen it." Zhao Ci's eyes curved into a smile.

"Mmm," Jiang Mian responded softly.

Jiang Mian watched as Zhao Ci's slender, fair fingers deftly carved the sky-blue ore, vaguely revealing a rough outline, allowing Jiang Mian to roughly discern that he intended to carve two people.

"Are you going to carve me and you?" Jiang Mian guessed.

"You guessed right." Zhao Ci seemed to smile helplessly.

His tone and expression made those who guessed correctly feel a great sense of accomplishment.

Jiang Mian had this feeling right now, even though it was obviously very easy to guess, but the other party deliberately gave her the feeling that it was hard to guess but she had guessed it correctly.

She knew the other person was just trying to make her happy.

Jiang Mian unconsciously curled up the corners of her lips, without even noticing it herself.

The people nearby, including Diexu: ...

They are well-trained and will not show surprise no matter how surprising something is.

It's rare to see the boss like this.

After all, he usually acts like a wicked man.

Yes, that's right, that's correct.

This virtuous husband must be an act by their adults. They should just pretend they know nothing and focus on doing their own jobs.

Two people are all lovey-dovey on one side, while others stand in a row eating dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).

Jiang Mian saw the blue ore scraps pried off next to the imperial edict and picked them up. "Do you still have any use for these pieces? If not, I'll carve them."

She felt that she had already mastered the technique of reading imperial edicts with her eyes, and now it was just a matter of seeing if she could do it with her hands.

"Take it if you want it." Zhao Ci raised his eyes, his purple-gold eyes filled with a smile as he looked at her with doting affection.

He added, "If this piece isn't enough, I'll cut you a bigger one."

"This piece is more than enough," Jiang Mian replied with a smile.

So, while the imperial edict was being carved from a large piece of blue ore, Jiang Mian picked up a palm-sized piece of ore to carve.

It turns out that the eyes can do it, but the hands can't.

Jiang Mian only carved a stick figure. The stick figure had a pair of butterfly wings on its back, but they didn't look like butterfly wings at all. They looked more like two pieces of something.

Jiang Mian herself couldn't really comment on it; well, she couldn't very well say that her carving was ugly.

Then she handed the crudely carved and polished blue mineral stick figure butterfly to Zhao Ci, a smile that was both a boast and a mischievous glint in her eyes.

She smiled and asked him, "Does it look good?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ci stopped what he was doing and looked up at the mineral figure she was handing over.

The blue mineral stick figure has a head that is not round at all, but rather very irregular, with various sharp angles. You can see the beady eyes carved into its face, its smiling lips, and its two square bodies with limbs of different lengths.

Behind it are two butterfly wings of different sizes?

It's not even remotely good-looking, let alone aesthetically pleasing.

Zhao Ci stared at the blue mineral stick figure carved by Jiang Mian and remained silent for a moment, as if he had encountered some great problem and was carefully considering how to answer.

The group of Diexu standing nearby suppressed the twitching in their eyes. They remembered when their boss went to the design company to show the designers their work. Some of the designers had carved mineral artifacts that were much more beautiful than this one, but because of the slightest mistake or a less-than-ideal appearance, they were all scolded mercilessly by their adults.

Such a "masterpiece" was too much for them to bear looking at, let alone their boss. They were prepared for their boss to give this woman a thorough dressing-down, but they also had a vague feeling that their boss probably wouldn't scold his wife.

The group stood silently to the side, waiting quietly.

Seeing that Zhao Ci remained silent, Jiang Mian suppressed a laugh, adjusted her expression, and then asked with a soft snort, "Well, what do you think? Why aren't you saying anything? Why don't you give your opinion? Aren't you a famous designer?"

"Well, the carving is very natural, close to the essence, possessing a natural beauty." After his lips moved several times, Zhao Ci finally uttered these words.

He felt as if his eyes had been contaminated, and his gaze seemed unable to bear looking at the sculpture any longer, so he silently looked away.

But then he seemed worried that Jiang Mian might be too upset, so he turned his gaze back to the ugly sculpture.

If his designers were to sculpt something like that, he would definitely curse them to death.

The lips of the orcs nearby twitched involuntarily, but they kept restraining themselves, they couldn't laugh, they absolutely couldn't laugh, they were professionally trained.

Jiang Mian couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Hahahaha..."

When Zhao Ci heard her laughter, how could he not understand? He could only look at her with a mixture of helplessness and doting affection.