Politeness means rustiness, Yan Yang glanced at Qiao Mu and didn't say anything all his life, this woman hurt her hands like that last night and slept with him dead, she turned her face and didn't recognize anyone when she got up, but she was really ruthless and unjust. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Qiao Muxin said that appreciation is appreciation, my sister is appreciating you, and I can't let you take it big. Besides, I can't do it myself. With a broken hand and a good hand, he cooperated in the division of labor, and gave Yan Yang a bowl of porridge: "Young City Lord, please use it." ’

Yan Yang still didn't say anything, just ate porridge in silence. I didn't expect Yanyang's craftsmanship to be good, and it was cooked.

Yan Yang drank the porridge he cooked, it didn't taste good, it was not as good as Qiao Mu's cooking, seeing that Qiao Mu didn't say anything, Yan Yang also ate in silence.

Anyway, he won't cook porridge next time.

The priest who was waiting in the main hall took the porridge and irrigation brought by Qiao Mu from afar, just sniffed it with his nose, and frowned: "But the seasoning you brought is not enough, why don't you tell me, I will have someone send it." ”

Qiao Mu was silent beside Yan Yang and pretended not to hear, Yan Yang's face was ugly, and he didn't cook it for you to eat, so he picked something: "I heard that the sacrificial lord is not in good health, so it is most appropriate to eat white porridge." ”

The sacrificial lord frowned, as the son of the city lord, he knew that his physical problems were not very abrupt: "I just specially asked Miss Qiao to cook porridge for me, it's troublesome." ”

Qiao Mu was a little embarrassed, you're welcome, this porridge wasn't cooked by himself, let's make it clear, and I'm afraid that Yan Yang himself is unwilling, and the gentleman is far away from cooking. I am afraid that people like the young city lord are unwilling to let people know that he still has the skill of cooking porridge.

Although he was very reluctant to let people know that this porridge was cooked by himself, after hearing the words of the sacrifice, Yan Yang immediately spoke: "The priest doesn't have to be polite to Yan Yang, it should be." "I specially cooked porridge for you, and I thought it was beautiful.

After speaking, he pulled the arbor to incense the ancestors.

The sacrificial lord, who was calm and had never had any expression on his face, finally changed his face. Lifting the porridge in his hand, he stared at the porridge with a very tangled and thoughtful look, the young city lord cooked it, whether it was precious or not, whether it was rare or not, did not say, is this thing edible, it will not be forbidden rice.

It can only be said that the sacrificial adults really have all the attributes of foodies. In the past, when the incense was applied, Qiao Mu was clear and very pious, since he knew last night that he was incense to the Yan clan, his heart was different, his mind was entangled, a little twisted, anyway, it was different from yesterday's mood.

Holding incense in your hand, it's hot. The TV series in my mind are all scenes of the new daughter-in-law offering incense to your ancestors after the wedding. The ancestor of the Yan family, Shangxiang, did he acquiesce that he was the daughter-in-law of the Yan family. If you don't do it, you can't say it. After all, he is a noble person who was specially left by the sacrifice lord, and people have never explicitly said that it is to incense the ancestors of the Yan family. Ay.

Yan Yang frowned: "What are you doing in a daze." ”

As soon as Yan Yang frowned, Qiao Mu easily inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner, and then sighed, he was afraid that he would frown and do something, this is what he did, isn't this to say, I am willing to give incense to your ancestors, even now I regard myself as a daughter-in-law, I am really annoyed.

I can only comfort myself, I also went on it yesterday, and this is not the first time, it doesn't matter if it's more than once.

Yan Yang still frowned: "It can be seen that I am still scared, although I didn't have nightmares at night, I still lost my soul during the day, I still lost my soul during the day, and when I returned to the house, I still asked the master of Pudu Temple to collect the shock, wasn't it the master of Pudu Temple last time." ”

Well, I also gave people the reputation of Pudu Temple.

What people didn't expect was that when they went down the mountain, they went all the way with the worship of adults. Qiao Mu looked at the temple that didn't even have a gate, and just left, and there was not even a gatekeeper here.

Priest: "Miss Qiao, don't worry, I'm going to come here every few days." "Qiao Mu comprehended, your ancestors are all here, don't you want to come over every once in a while.

Yan Yang: "The entire periphery of the Divine Mountain is guarded by my guards, and without my Yancheng's instructions, no one can set foot on the Sacred Mountain." ”

Well, it's not that people are unguarded, but the guarded place is enlarged. So I don't see a lot of people here. Qiao Mu looked back at the vast snowy mountain, it would have been good if he had been here when he had passed through, there were guards on the periphery, and there was a lot of good things inside, maybe when he died, no one would find out.

Priest: 'Miss Qiao doesn't need to miss it too much, she will be back when she worships the heavens next year.' ’

Qiao Mu's face was ugly: "I will come again next year." ”

The priest nodded affirmatively: "Naturally, yes." "Otherwise, who will do all the trivial preparations. Qiao Mu's face was full of black gas: "There are so many sacred things to worship the heavens, how can you let idle people and others participate casually, participating in Qiao Mu once in a lifetime is enough to be proud for life, I really don't dare to think about the next year." The priest was loved. "I don't understand, I don't want to come.

The priest nodded slowly: "What Miss Qiao said makes sense, so the sacred mountain and sacrifice of my Yancheng are all done by my Yancheng disciples, and they never pretend to others." It is rare that the young city lord and Miss Qiao are still the people who are blessed by my Yan ancestor, and it will be hard for the young city lord and Miss Qiao in the coming year. ”

People say that those who can become the top are the best in thick black science, and it is not unreasonable to analyze this ability to sacrifice to the high position of the adult. Qiao Mu took a deep breath, the altitude here is high, the air is thin, and he can't breathe very smoothly, so he definitely doesn't have the same knowledge as this person. Qiao Mu touched the jade jar inside his sleeve, and I didn't get angry at Xue Lian's face.

Yanyang is in a good mood, so she should let this woman teach her a lesson, don't see a good-looking person, just think that someone is a good person, look at it and know that it is amazing. Look at the next time she returns to the front and back of the old sacrifice to praise it as a flower.

Qiao Mu always thought that they would not be able to see the traces of people until the Zhuangzi where they had rested last time, but in fact, the three of them had not gone far down the mountain before they saw the people waiting for them above and below you. Let's just say that a person like Yan Yang can have fewer servants around him, and he can't have less guards. Yan Chi came over and saluted: "Young City Lord." ’

Yanyang: "Let's go down the mountain, the doctor is ready." ”

Yan Chi: "On the Zhuangzi at the bottom of the mountain, you were injured. ”

Yan Yang looked at Qiao Mu: "It's someone else, hurry up and go down the mountain." ”

Although it is said that it is someone else, who is Yan Chi, that is the roundworm in Yan Yang's stomach, Yan Yang has a look, Yan Chi understands it, and looks like an arbor: "Miss Qiao, bear with it for the time being, the doctor is waiting at the bottom of the mountain, all of them are subordinates who are not doing well, and the doctor should be invited to the mountain." ’

Qiao Muxin said forget it, how old is the old doctor, don't toss around, she saw it just now, Yan Chi and they are waiting here, they don't even have a place to shelter from the wind and cold, don't you see the tall men one by one The faces are blue and bruised, how can the old doctor be bad for this crime: "It's not in the way, it's not a big deal, it's the same when I go back to Yancheng to see the doctor, I'm sorry for you." ”

Yan Chibi replied respectfully: "It's Miss Qiao who is sympathetic to her subordinates. ”

Qiao Mu felt that Yan Chi's attitude towards her seemed to be different, and looking at Yan Chi's movements, he was actually saluting like answering Yan Yang's words, Qiao Mu felt that he must not have thought too much about it. Could it be that something happened at the foot of the mountain that he didn't know about.

Waiting here are not only Yanyang's guards, but also the people who serve around the priest. Finally, I don't have to do it myself, and I feel relieved not only by Yanyang but also by sacrifice.

The priest nodded slightly at Yan Yang's side, and then took his own people down the mountain.

Yan Yang didn't worry about Qiao Mu's hand: "Let's go down the mountain first." ”

Qiao Mu has no opinion, and there is no place for him to speak here.

Although Zhuangzi can't eat big fish and meat, he can eat hot things and radish and cabbage. It's good to have a pot stove here, so you don't have to cook something in a jar to eat. Seeing the hot table of vegetarian arbors, I feel that my body and mind have been satisfied, this is life, but there is a lack of meat, but there is no hurry, when I go down the mountain tomorrow, I can eat meat.

Because of Qiao Mu's persistence, it wasn't until after eating that Qiao Mu saw the old doctor enshrined in his house, and couldn't help but look at Yan Yang, it turned out that when he didn't know, Yan Yang asked people to toss the old doctor last night.

Anyway, they walked for more than two days from Qiao's Mansion to here. The old doctor came for a day and a night, and I am afraid that he will suffer a lot.

I'm afraid it's not that Yan Chi didn't take the old doctor to the mountain to wait, but that the old doctor couldn't go to the mountain to wait for them at all.

I feel sorry for the old doctor's body, and my heart is still a little sour, a privileged class of all evils. Thinking of this evil privileged class, it is also for her arbor to toss so much. Qiao Mu's heart turned a thousand times. Whether this taste is sour or jealous or faintly proud, only Qiao Mu himself understands.

The strip of cloth tied to Qiao Mu's hand was untied, and the old doctor saw Qiao Mu's bruised hands and paws, and his brows were wrinkled. Where can the delicate girl's house eat?

The patient was most afraid of seeing the doctor frowning, Qiao Mu: "This injury is not a big deal, it should be treated very well." The old doctor's brows were twisted into flowers, and he felt that his hands couldn't be saved. I'm too scared.

Old doctor: "Don't worry, Miss, it's okay, it's okay to raise it for a while, but I'm afraid I'm going to suffer some crimes." ”

Qiao Mu frowned even more than the old doctor: "Are you saying that the process of treatment has to be punished, in that case, forget it, I'll just keep it like this." It's out of the way anyway. ”

The old doctor looked at Qiao Mu disapprovingly: "Your idea is not right, if you are sick, you must be treated." After speaking, the old doctor began to write and prescribe medicine, and he didn't care about Qiao Mu's willingness at all.

Qiao Mu touched his nose, and counted that people with ability have their own personalities, and they are good masters and can tolerate the little flaws of the old doctor. As for suffering, patience is over. Who let his brain be inflexible last night, and he was stunned to compress his hands with a hot towel, no wonder he looked so badly bruised.