The carriage was driving on the road, and it was logically not too close to where Xue Ying was, but as soon as she said the words "Thanksgiving Temple", the person driving the carriage immediately turned his head to look here, with a quiet face and sharp eyes, looking only about thirty years old, but extremely majestic. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xue Ying was stunned and embarrassed, Aunt He'an slid over from a distance, stopped steadily in front of her side, and saluted respectfully to the people in the carriage with her hands folded.

"Master Mingyuan."

The man recognized her, stopped the carriage, his gaze softened, and his voice was not loud but very clear: "Could it be that this is the child you asked for a blessing last time?" ”

"Yes."

Master Mingyuan's gaze turned to Xue Ying again, and she hurriedly learned from Aunt He'an's appearance and saluted: "I'm sorry, I was abrupt." ”

Mingyuan didn't answer directly, but looked at her quietly for a while before saying slowly: "The lake view is good in this winter, let's have fun." ”

Xue Ying's mind suddenly knotted, and she couldn't figure out where this sentence came from and what it meant.

Master Mingyuan didn't mean to explain, but instead recited a Buddha name to Aunt He'an, the reins flicked, and the carriage left slowly.

Xue Ying looked at Aunt Shunzi blankly, and the latter smiled at her: "It's not, the scenery is so good, don't let it down." As he spoke, he kicked his feet, and his agile posture was like a rainbow shadow cast into the distance.

Xue Ying looked at Zhao Yunyou, who had been silent, and finally couldn't help but ask the question in her heart: "In your eyes, am I very stupid?" ”

Could it be that because she came through time, her IQ level is far below the average?

Zhao Yunyou shook his head: "Don't say you're still a child, even I can't understand what they're talking about." ”

"Ugh." Xue Ying raised her hand to support her cheeks, looked into the distance, and nodded solemnly after a while, "Well, it's so beautiful here!" ”

is obviously a pink and pink child, but with a serious face, he praised the beautiful scenery here, even Zhao Yunyou couldn't help laughing, thinking of Zhao Sanlang's evaluation of this third lady: "Looking at the elf, it's actually more silly than a bolt!" ”

Hit the nail on the head!

After returning from Moon Lake, Qiaoya walked with a limp for two days in a row - she had so much fun that she fell purple and bruise, and she didn't feel any pain at the time, but the next day she began to show pain.

Xue Ying felt sorry for her, and it happened that Zhen's mother also returned from illness, so she gave her two days off, but this girl couldn't be idle, and she still came to Xue Ying to talk about gossip whenever she was free.

"Has your master let you continue to practice martial arts these days?" She asked.

Qiao Ya made a bitter face: "I'd rather go boxing!" Do you know? Master didn't know where to get the medicine for bruises, and he wiped it on my body and began to rub it vigorously......" Recalling the pain at that time, Qiaoya's eyes began to bring tears, "Ouch, my mother, it hurts me, I can't wait to be knocked unconscious!" But not only did my mother not feel sorry for me, but she also helped the master to hold me, saying that she wanted me to have a long memory--it was the master who took me to ice skating, so why did the two of them teach me a lesson together? ”

Looking at Qiao Ya's indignant appearance, Xue Ying couldn't help laughing. "Who made you play so crazy that day, Saburo Shiro and the others can't catch you!"

Speaking of this, instead of feeling ashamed, Qiaoya danced with her eyebrows: "Haha, Miss, I'm amazing!" ”

"Yes, yes, you're the best." Xue Ying couldn't help her.

Qiaoya looked at Dong Xun, who was sitting on the couch outside reading a book, and wondered: "Didn't Dong Xun read the chess game that he took out of the box that day?" ”

"Well, it's rare that she's interested, so I let her see it. I was stuffy in the house all day, and I was afraid that she would be bored. ”

"What's so nice about that thing?" Qiaoya was puzzled.

"I don't understand either." Xue Ying shook her head, "That kind of book can only be appreciated by high-ranking people - obviously, I'm not high enough." ”

"Miss is a little shorter than the others, but it doesn't matter, she will grow taller in the future, don't worry!" Qiaoya touched her head.

Xue Ying stared at Qiao Ya speechlessly for a while, and then said earnestly: "Qiao Ya, no matter how boring it is to study with the master, you must persevere." ”

"Why?" Qiaoya is inexplicable.

"Because hooligans are uneducated, it's terrible."

Qiaoya has a smart brain, and immediately understood: "Miss, you scolded me for being a hooligan!" ”

Xue Ying sighed: Obviously a smart child, why can't he turn around in some aspects?

was making a fuss, Dong Xun put down the book and walked over: "Miss, it's time to drink water." ”

Since experiencing the desertion incident, Dong Xun has been more cautious when serving Xue Ying: obviously he was still so obsessed with reading just now, and when the time came, he immediately retracted his mind and poured water for her.

"Dong Xun, if you like to read, just keep reading, I'll take care of Miss." Qiaoya said.

"Today is my waiting." Dong Xun insisted.

Qiaoya grimaced at Xue Ying and shrugged her shoulders to express helplessness.

Xue Ying tilted her head and thought about it, feeling that this matter was a little wrong: "Qiaoya, when you say this, Dong Xun will think that you are competing with her for favor." ”

"I am!" Qiao Ya was frank, "I originally wanted Miss to like me a little more." ”

"You completely misunderstand the meaning of competing for favor......" Xue Ying struggled for a moment, and found that she couldn't explain it, because in fact, she did have a better relationship with Qiaoya, from Dong Xun's point of view, doesn't it mean that Qiaoya has succeeded in competing for favor?

And what about Qiaoya? Aunt Shunzi must have taught her to take good care of Miss and win Miss favor, but she definitely doesn't have the kind of desire to compete for favor and replace Dong Xun, but ......

Looking at the heartless Qiaoya, and then looking at the taciturn Dong Xun, she felt that this matter was extremely tricky.

I thought for a moment: "Why don't you two hug it?" ”

Dong Xun, who was originally silent with his head down, raised his head suddenly, and Qiaoya asked directly: "Why?" ”

"Do you hate Dongxun?" Xue Ying asked.

"It's not annoying!" Qiaoya was inexplicable, "Why should I hate her?" After a pause, "Okay, I was really a little unaccustomed to her betraying Miss at the beginning, but didn't Miss say that she would forgive her?" I've forgiven me! ”

"What about Dongxun? Do you hate Qiaoya? ”

Dong Xun shook his head.

"Then you can hug it!" Xue Ying couldn't think of any good way to solve the misunderstanding between the two anyway, but considering that the two of them were still children after all, a little more physical contact and more interaction would naturally get better, which was more effective than any verbal persuasion.

Dong Xun still shrank and didn't dare to move, but Qiaoya felt that it was nothing, got up and hugged Dong Xun generously, and then shouted: "Dong Xun, you are so thin!" ”

Before Dong Xun could say anything, Qiaoya had already crackled and said, "What do you like to eat?" I'll open a small stove for you, my cooking skills are amazing, I learned them from my mother. Miss used to be a little thin, but I have been fed fat during this time, and she is very much like a little pig! If you grow a little more meat and smile more, you will definitely be more beautiful than Miss......"

"Qiaoya!" Xue Ying had to interrupt her, "Do you have itchy skin?" ”

"Ahh Qiaoya reacted, "Miss, I'll go see if lunch is ready!" As he spoke, he was about to rush out, but because he was injured and couldn't run fast, his posture was very funny, and when he went out, he hit the threshold and almost fell into a.

Xue Ying felt that her knees hurt when she heard the heavy "bang" on the threshold, but she suddenly heard a chuckle in her ears, and when she looked up, the usual heaviness on Dong Xun's face finally faded slightly, bringing the lightness that she should have at her age - Qiaoya was right, if Dong Xun grew more meat and smiled more, she would be a little beauty who was alive and well.