Ling Ziran pursed her mouth, "Okay, okay." "Anyway, as long as Daddy is alive, that's enough!

That's right! "Master, can you help me calculate the marriage?"

She was suddenly a little curious about what her marriage was, whether Yue Lao had noticed her marriage so that it became like this......

Zijun Zhenren pinched a pinch of his beard, glanced at Ling Ziran with cloudy eyes thoughtfully, slowly raised his hand, closed his eyes, and suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Ling Ziran with a strange expression.

"Stinky girl, your marriage line is still there!" I've lost my life in vain, old man, really!

Glancing at Ling Ziran with resentful eyes, Zijun Zhenren was like a naughty boy, turned his face and took a sip of wine, and did not speak angrily.

Ling Ziran looked at Zijun Zhenren with a smile, but there was infinite doubt in his heart. Hasn't she broken off with Jun Mochen, why, the marriage line is still there? Could it be, Yue Lao forgot to cut the red line, right?

If that's the case, then the old man is too irresponsible!

He sighed leisurely, leaned back, propped his hands on the floor behind him, and looked up at the starry night sky, a gust of evening breeze slowly blew over, with a hint of coolness.

She unconsciously reached out and rubbed her arms, subconsciously protecting her stomach, Zijun Zhenren turned around, happened to see her small action, put down the wine bottle, "Girl, what's wrong with your stomach?" ”

As he spoke, regardless of Ling Ziran's willingness or not, he pulled her wrist and covered her pulse with calloused rough fingers, and after a while, Zijun Zhenren looked at Ling Ziran in surprise, and slightly plucked her tone incredibly.

"Little girl, you, are you happy?" This girl, when did she get his 'life'?!

As he spoke, Ling Ziran 'pumped' his arm back, looked away with a weak heart, and said hesitantly: "Just, naturally......" Zijun Zhenren's eyes were obviously unbelieving, and Ling Ziran was annoyed and ashamed, and roared at him:

"It's not all because of you! Why did you bring me to this strange place for no reason!? He turned his head aggrievedly, tears rolling in his eyes.

If it weren't for coming to this ghost place, she would have been able to marry Jun Mochen, and she couldn't help but fall in love with him?! After all, it's the stinky old man who blames it!

Zijun Zhenren didn't expect Ling Ziran to suddenly get angry, and when he looked back, he was right and right, they all said that pregnant 'females' were easy to get angry, Zijun Zhenren nodded with understanding.

I didn't care that Ling Ziran was angry with him, an old man who had half a foot in the coffin, and patted her shoulder comfortingly, "Little girl, it's okay, isn't there still a master, when the apprentice grandchild is born, the master will definitely help you take good care of it!" ”

Zijun Zhenren's face was sincere, her white beard trembled slightly because of wheezing, Ling Ziran wanted to laugh, but she still tried to endure it, "I don't need you to take care of it, I can come by myself!" Don't please me, I won't forgive you! ”

"You, you uninteresting stinky girl! If you have the ability, don't be my apprentice! Zijun Zhenren was so angry that his beard trembled, and he roared out full of anger.

Burst!

Ling Ziran laughed very immorally, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, 'rubbed' and 'rubbed' his stiff cheeks, coughed lightly, and responded unceremoniously: "Stinky old man!" Do you think Uncle Ben is willing to be your apprentice? I didn't know that it was the old man who begged and cried to let Uncle Ben be his apprentice! If it weren't for his pity, would you think I would? ”

"Y-you dead girl!"

Zijun Zhenren raised his hand, and a fried chestnut smashed Ling Ziran's head.

Ling Ziran jumped up, "Stinky old man, if you can't say that others will do anything, what kind of hero!" As he spoke, Ling Ziran had already run far away, and he made a provocative face at Zijun Zhenren.

Zijun Zhenren was angry, stood in place and didn't catch up, crying and laughing, "This stinky girl, heartless." "Heartless, how good is it......

***

In the early morning, the lotus "flower" that originally bloomed in the lotus "flower" pond was about to close, and a few "dew" drops on the green lotus leaf were jumping happily, and under the "ray" of the sun, a beam of light was refracted and "shot".

In the pavilion, the two concubines sat and talked and laughed, but they had their own thoughts.

"Hey Xiangfei, where did you buy this bracelet? It's beautiful! Concubine Shu took a sip of tea, and when she inadvertently glanced at the bracelet on Luo Chengxiang's hand, she was surprised, but with a little jealousy.

Luo Chengxiang smiled, picked up the bracelet so that Concubine Shu could see it, her slightly sparkling eyes had a hint of charm, and her soft and contrived voice was disgusting.

"You're talking about this bracelet, which was given to the palace by the emperor." Between the words, with a bit of ostentation, he hung his head shyly, and a few strands of black hair hung down, faintly 'exposing' his white neck.

Concubine Shu was about to go up and take a look, but Luo Chengxiang's arm turned around and put the bracelet on her hand again, with a hint of mockery at the corner of her mouth.

"Hehe, Concubine Xiang is really favored, and the palace has not received a gift from the emperor!" Concubine Shu held the teacup and lowered her head to take a sip to hide the resentment and jealousy in her eyes.

Luo Chengxiang laughed a few times, covering her 'Yan' and 'lips', "Oh, Concubine Shu is really too modest!" ”

It is said that three 'female' people are in one play, and these two 'female' people are ...... Don't you still play a play so well?

……

The Imperial Study.

Ling Xiao stood in front of the desk and frowned, "Your Majesty, Dye Er left the palace yesterday, won't you be reluctant?" "Your Majesty, is it really so ruthless?

"Sneer......" Hearing this, Jun Mochen sneered mockingly, as if he was very disdainful of his words, casually dropped the unfinished music in his hand, and raised his eyebrows lightly, "Reluctant?" She won't, how can I feel reluctant for a 'woman'? ”

Ling Xiao's brows furrowed even more, when he wrote the letter of resignation, the emperor was obviously not like this, what happened?

"Okay, don't mention her name in front of me in the future, otherwise, don't blame me for not remembering the old feelings!" Jun Mochen gave a general order, and his tone was unquestionable.

Ling Xiao sighed helplessly, hesitated, pursed his lips, and left with his hands behind his back.

No matter what, their affairs, he, as an outsider, can also 'meddle'!

After Ling Xiao left, Jun Mochen walked to the bookshelf, raised his hand, picked up a book in the third compartment of the shelf, 'extracted' a portrait sandwiched inside, and gently spread it out, slowly 'revealing' the face of the person in the painting.

The big hand with a thin callus gently stroked it, tracing the facial features of the portrait person, from the eyebrows and eyes, to the red 'lips', different talents, at this moment, his heart is full of eyes, only the person in the painting, like splashing ink, the black eyes overflowing full of affection, silent admiration......

When the dust settles, come back and start again, okay?

***

In the bamboo forest, Ling Ziran and Ziyi went to the hillside to collect firewood, and when they were almost done, Ling Ziran straightened up, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, glanced at the sky, and suddenly a dark cloud floated in the clear sky.

Ling Ziran had a bad premonition in his heart, pulled over the purple clothes, and hurriedly picked up the firewood on the ground, "Hurry, go back, it's going to rain!" "After a while, the firewood will be wet, and today's labor will be in vain!

"Oh, oh!" Ziyi was stunned for a moment, reacted and quickly picked up the firewood and went down the hill with Ling Ziran.

There is still some distance in the bamboo hut, and the sky is already drizzling with light rain, which hits my face, and I feel painful.

Immediately the pace of his feet increased, and the rain became heavier and heavier, so he ran under a large tree to hide from the rain, wiping the rain on his face and sweating, and his hair and clothes were wet.

"Ziyi, how are you?" Ling Ziran took out a silk handkerchief and handed it to Ziyi, and asked with concern.

Ziyi took the silk handkerchief, smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, it's just that it's a lot wet, and it will dry after a while." Between the words, Ziyi took a silk handkerchief and wiped the rain on her face and her wet clothes.

"Well, we'll go back when the rain lights down." Ling Ziran held a pile of firewood, took out the flames from his pocket, found a piece of land, took a few firewoods, and lit them.

She took off her coat, approached the firewood to dry, looked up at the purple clothes, patted the empty seat beside her, and smiled faintly, "Come here, come and sit here." ”

Ziyi sat down obediently, and also learned to take off her coat as Ling Ziran took off her coat, and approached the firewood to bake, Ling Ziran smiled, "Isn't it warmer now?" ”

"Uh-huh! Miss is so smart! Ziyi looked adoring, and the two little eyes looked at Ling Ziran with bright eyes.

Ling Ziran felt funny in his heart, "What's smart or not, it's all common sense!" "This stupid melon is really too naïve! What should I do if I get married in the future?

"Hehe...... purple clothes scratched her head and laughed embarrassedly.

During the conversation, the rain had gradually decreased, Ling Ziran stood up, patted the sand on her buttocks, stretched out her hand to catch the rain, hooked her lips and smiled, and turned around, "Ziyi, the rain has stopped, let's go back quickly!" "Otherwise, the master should be in a hurry!

Seeing that Ziyi didn't respond, Ling Ziran walked over and was about to pull up Ziyi, but when she saw her looking frightened and looking at herself with wide eyes, Ling Ziran's heart tightened, "What's wrong Ziyi?" ”

Ziyi cried without tears in his heart, and his mouth was full of crying, "Little, Miss, there is a snake ......"

"Snakes?" Ling Ziran walked over, "Where is it?" He looked around, but there was no sign of the snake.

Suddenly felt that there seemed to be something more in Ziyi's neck, Ling Ziran's eyes widened, and his voice trembled, "Ziyi, don't move!" Don't move! ”

-End of Chapter-