Above the Nine Heavenly Realms, there is also a floating island, which is the shrine where the god Nuwa lives, and even the Emperor of Heaven cannot go there at will. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The priest who has been serving the god Nuwa is slowly walking at the gates of various palaces, this is his errand, managing the entire shrine for the god Nuwa.

After a long time, the priest walked back satisfied, knowing that Nuwa had to go to the Zi Liquid Pool every day to bathe and cleanse herself, and this child should still be there.

Sure enough, when the priest arrived at Zi Liquid Pool, Nuwa was sitting there dressed in white and combing her long black hair, the comb gently sliding over the hair, just a simple movement, all as beautiful and beautiful as a dance.

The priest bowed his head slightly, his lowered eyes hid the look of surprise in his eyes, he stepped forward respectfully, bowed and saluted:

"Niangniang, there is news from below, indicating that the smoke did not kill Su Mo'er. ”

"Oh~ really...... It's a pity!"

The corners of Nuwa's mouth were still smiling, but the wooden comb in her hand instantly turned into sawdust, and the priest hurriedly took a step back, bent over and said in fear:

"Niangniang, there will always be a chance, don't be impulsive. ”

"What are you panicking, I won't do anything to you, take your time! ”

"Niangniang, dare to ask, since you want Su Mo'er to die, why did you want her to return her to Yang last time?"

Nuwa turned her head and looked at him with a faint smile, but the smile was not in her eyes at all, and the priest knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he immediately knelt down and pleaded guilty.

Nuwa gently twisted her wrist and tied her long hair with a wooden hairpin, her slender jade fingers gently stroked her hair, and said leisurely:

"In the future, it's better not to ask if you shouldn't ask, this time I will spare you and go down to receive the divine whip ten times. ”

"Yes, Xie Niangniang forgives. ”

After saying that, the priest stood up and walked away quickly, knowing that if he didn't leave, something more terrible would be worse than being punished by the divine whip.

Nuwa was the only one left in the Ziye pool, and the pool was filled with mist, and Nuwa's face loomed in the mist, and she couldn't see her expression at the moment. She reached out and gently stirred the water, muttering to herself, seemingly unintentionally:

"When you gave birth to me in this pool, and you left, you loved everything in the world, but you didn't want me. ”

The water rippled, and in the mist, a figure dressed in white could be seen underwater, lying quietly at the bottom of the water, and his long inky hair swaying softly like aquatic plants, covering his face. I can't tell if it's a man or a woman.

Nuwa stripped off her clothes and quietly dived to the bottom of the water, splashing on the surface of the water, and then calming down.

Underwater, Nuwa is like a sleeping baby snuggling up to her mother, hugging that person, sleeping quietly in the water, with a faint smile of satisfaction and happiness on her face.

Returning to the mirror that night and finding nothing, Han Nu took Su Mo'er back to Linlang Pavilion, Su Mo'er returned to the room without saying a word, Han Nu watched her back disappear behind the door, sighed lowly, and then went back to the room herself.

In the following days, Su Mo'er seemed to have forgotten about such a thing, and stayed quietly in her courtyard all day long, except for greeting her parents, she didn't go anywhere the rest of the time.

Han Nu knew that she had something in her heart, but she didn't know how to persuade her, so she thought about it and went to Lin Moyu to help, at least the two of them were lovers, and they could say anything!

The cold girl cast a spell to transform into an ice-blue bird, and she said a few words to the bird, and the bird flapped its wings twice and flew into the sky without a trace.

Lin Moyu, who was discussing business with his colleagues, suddenly saw the strange and beautiful bird, he hooked the corners of his lips slightly, said a few words to his colleagues, and sent everyone away, and then beckoned to the bird.

The little bird is psychic, as soon as it saw Lin Moyu beckoning to it, it immediately flew down from the eaves, its small body fell in Lin Moyu's palm, opened its sharp mouth, and spoke in a human voice, which was a cold woman's:

"Boy, if you have time to come over, your sweetheart can't think about it. ”

With that, the bird spread its wings, snorted, and flew into the air as little particles of light.

Lin Moyu withdrew his hand, put one hand behind his back, lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, and finally decided to take a look, although Su Mo'er might not be able to listen to his advice.

When Luoye came to call Su Mo'er, she was reading a book on the soft couch, and she still had a lot of classics borrowed from Ye Wolf in her hand, although she didn't have to worry about finding a way to save the Han girl, she still liked to read all kinds of myths and stories in these classics.

I heard the advice of the fallen leaves, saying that Lin Moyu was here. She was stunned for a moment, and then there was warmth in her heart, she has been thinking about Mingyan recently, ignoring many people around her, and now she thinks about it, it's really damn good!

She got up and changed into an aqua blue dress, and wore a jeweled head of the same color on her head. Looking at the woman in the mirror like a fairy in the water, she smiled faintly, he should like to dress up like this!

It was snowing outside, and Fallen Leaves brought her a white fluffy cloak to put on, and stuffed her with a fluffy cloth bag containing the soup woman. Wrapping her tightly, the fallen leaves let her out of the yard with confidence.

Su Mo'er went out, a cold wind came to her face, she shrunk her neck, and covered her little face with a fluffy scarf, and then slowly walked out of the yard.

Falling leaves gave her an umbrella beside her, Su Mo'er raised her eyes slightly and looked at the sky, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, a year is almost over, and she finds that almost every time something big happens, it will definitely be solved when winter comes, and then more things will happen in the next year.

After being reborn, it was already the winter of the third year, and every year was different, and in the blink of an eye she was eighteen, compared to the previous life when she married at the age of sixteen, she was already an old girl.

Su Wanhao has business to deal with in the military department today, and every year near the end of the year, it is Su Wanhao's busiest time, and sometimes he can't even go home for a few days.

Lin Moyu came to visit Su Yao, naturally Su Yao received, in the spring of next year, his marriage with Su Mo'er will be put on the agenda, and the people in Su Mansion have tacitly regarded Lin Moyu as their future uncle for a long time, even if they suddenly visit at this moment, they don't feel that there is anything wrong.

Su Yao asked Yuzi to tell Su Mo'er as soon as possible, and the two of them were drinking tea and talking on the stove in the flower hall, but in half a cup of tea, he saw a blue figure coming from the moon gate.

It's really fast! Su Yao muttered silently in his heart, and a feeling of being a woman who was not left behind spontaneously arose. He was helpless, but he also had the eyesight to see it, and gave Lin Moyu a look, and then got up and left, leaving without saying a word.

Falling leaves sent Su Mo'er into the flower hall, consciously retreated, and the rest of the subordinates also left silently, and in a blink of an eye, there were only two of them left in the huge flower hall.

The two of them glanced at each other and didn't speak, but just smiled very tacitly. Su Mo'er took off the cloak on her body and put the soup woman on the table. There is a stove in the flower hall, so it's warm without these.

Lin Moyu propped up her face on the table with one hand, tilted her head to look at Su Mo'er, and her eyes kept turning with Su Mo'er's movements. Su Mo'er's face turned red when he saw it, and she sat silently opposite him, in Su Yao's position.

The two of them still didn't say anything, and there was a small stove on the table that burned charcoal to boil water, and the copper kettle was boiling water on it, and it was steaming hot.

Su Mo'er reached out and took off the small copper kettle, silently cleaned the tea set, and then carefully followed the steps Su Xiu'er taught her, slowly cooking the tea.

Lin Moyu's eyes were full of gentle water, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes looked at her without blinking. Su Mo'er's hands are very beautiful, and when she is doing these things seriously, the look on her face and the movements on her hands are beautiful like an ink painting.

There was snow outside, but it was quiet and warm inside, and although neither of them spoke, there was an obvious warmth that continued to spread between the two, making people feel peaceful.

Su Mo'er handed the poured tea to Lin Moyu, but suddenly Lin Moyu grabbed her hand, her heart trembled, and a stream of heat spread from her heart to her limbs, and the whole person was like being soaked in warm hot water, and her body instantly became a little soft.

Su Mo'er secretly scolded herself for not being angry, wouldn't she be caught by her hand! Is it necessary to be so useless? She was annoyed, but Lin Moyu over there held on to her hand and drank tea directly, as if Su Mo'er had fed him with her own hands.

Meng Lang's behavior like this suddenly made Su Mo'er's face blush and hot, and her brain was chaotic. Lin Moyu raised her eyes and looked at her stunned appearance, and couldn't help laughing, such Su Mo'er was so cute.

If it weren't for the fact that this was Su Mansion, he would definitely not be able to restrain himself and take her into his arms and kiss her fiercely. Thinking about it, his gaze moved to her delicate lips.

Sure enough, it was pink and attractive, thinking of the tender touch he had felt in the past, Lin Moyu's heart lit up with a flower, and in a moment, he really stood up, leaned over and kissed Su Mo'er shallowly.

was first molested, and now she was slighted, Su Mo'er was ashamed and anxious, not angry with Lin Moyu, but just ...... This is a flower hall, what should I do if I am seen?

Seeing the beauty's shy appearance, Lin Moyu chuckled out loud in a good mood, and also suppressed the strong desire in his heart, he didn't want to frighten the treasure he put in his heart.