Wushuang, whose spiritual power was exhausted, soon fell asleep deeply, her mind was in chaos, and she slept in the dark, and when she woke up, it was completely dark outside. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

His head was still groggy, and Wushuang, who turned over and wanted to pour some water, saw that there seemed to be a figure at the door of the tent, and he didn't notice it just now because it was too dark.

"Who?" Wushuang asked sharply, the muscles in his body tensed.

"Shuang'er, it's the queen mother." The woman's voice rang out, gentle and unspeakable.

"Queen Mother!" Wushuang heard her voice, turned over and got out of bed excitedly, ran over and threw himself into her arms.

"Queen Mother, I miss you so much." The little hairy head rubbed against her mother, the queen of Hualing, Madame Xiong.

The queen is about thirty years old, she looks like a woman in her early twenties, beautiful and delicate, and what is more unique is her temperament, gentle like a woman like water, but with her tenacity, which is a very subtle beauty, not sharp, not exaggerated.

Just like now, she wore a lotus-colored cross-collar floor-length skirt, with lilac entwined branches and half arms, a rich purple shawl, not decorated with pearls, and a few plain hairpins dotted on the cloud-like bun.

She will never attract the attention of others, she is like a clear spring, and she will not ignore her presence, which is what makes her unique.

"What an old child, still so unstable, how can you be barefoot!" Mrs. Xiong scolded Wushuang with a smile, looking at Wushuang's bare little feet full of distress.

"It's okay, I forgot!" Wushuang smiled and changed the topic, the queen mother is always like this, when she looks at you gently, no one will refuse her words.

Mrs. Xiong picked up the small embroidered shoes beside the bed, leaned down to put them on Wushuang, the pink embroidered shoes were particularly beautiful in her clean and slender hands.

Wushuang is a little cramped, she hasn't lived with her parents since she was a child, although she is close on weekdays, but this kind of thing is still not very adaptable, not to mention that she also knows that she has grown up together since childhood, and as a queen mother, it is not very good to wear shoes for her.

"Mother, I'll do it myself." Wushuang took two steps back on one leg, and it was a little funny to stand there stunned.

"You're my daughter, what's wrong with me putting on your shoes?" Madame Xiong's voice was very calm, and her tone did not fluctuate much, but Wushuang could hear a kind of sadness.

Wushuang felt a pain in his heart, why did he refuse! The queen mother has always cared about this, and it is already sad that the child can't grow up by her side, and she still refuses her......

"I, I...... Queen Mother, I don't think I can do it myself......" Wushuang didn't know what to say, it was really stressful to be looked at like that by Mrs. Xiong!

"Have you been to see your father?" Madam Xiong sat at the small table with Wushuang in her arms, and the tent arranged by Wushuang was not with the royal family, but with the people of Xuanyun Temple, so the layout was simple and elegant, and she was more inclined to natural cultivators.

"Well, I saw my father when I came back." Wushuang's voice was muffled, and the chopsticks poked at the egg custard in the bowl, which Mrs. Xiong specially served.

"Don't be sad, it's okay, we're all fine." Mrs. Xiong heard Wushuang's discomfort, hugged her and comforted her softly.

"I know, I won't let Hua Qing down, and I will find a way to solve that curse!" Wushuang looked at his mother, and his eyes were slowly resolute.

"Child, why do you have to carry all these things!" Mrs. Xiong suddenly couldn't hide the sadness in her heart, and hugged her daughter and cried silently.

This was the first time Wushuang had seen her mother so out of shape, and she was at a loss, so she had to reach out and gently hold Mrs. Xiong's back and hug her tightly.

"Queen, princess." Someone outside the tent shouted softly.

Mrs. Xiong came back to her senses, wiped her tears, and tidied up her makeup, and then said calmly, "Come in!" ”

A maid walked in, her eyebrows lowered, "Queen, Your Majesty has woken up and sent someone to invite you to the dinner in the evening." ”

"I see, you go down first!" Mrs. Xiong was so graceful that she couldn't see that she was so out of shape just now.

"Yes." The maid stepped back lightly, not daring to affect the queen and the princess to get along, once Emperor Zhao ordered, every time the princess came back, no one could disturb their family reunion, he received such a task this time I was still very worried, although the queen has always been gentle, and her temperament is also excellent, but she never gives in to the princess's affairs.

"The dinner has begun, let the queen mother go over quickly, so as not to be in a hurry for the father." Wushuang tidied up the clothes and makeup on Mrs. Xiong's body, and gently urged.

"Why, are you so looking forward to the queen mother leaving?" Mrs. Xiong looked at Wushuang with some sadness.

"Mother, you can still see it later......" Wushuang coquettish.

"Let's go with the queen mother." Mrs. Xiong looked at Wushuang with some expectation.

"I still have to go to Senior Brother Qingran, Senior Brother said, I can accompany you more this time, and I will return to Xuanyun Temple in two days." Wushuang was a little excited, no matter how calm his temperament was, he was a child after all, let alone in front of his relatives.

"That's fine......" The queen looked at her daughter reluctantly, and left with a group of maids waiting outside the door.

Wushuang really had to hurry up and find Senior Brother Qingran, he fell asleep in a daze just now, but he still remembered that he sent him back.

I rashly used the rejuvenation power of Mu Xinten, and I don't know if he will be angry, and the matter of choosing the divine servant was all thrown to him, I don't know if he will feel annoyed!

Wushuang was in a good mood thinking that Qing Ran's warm and jade-like face was dyed with an impatient look, but Senior Brother Daoyan was often impatient, he was impatient to see anything!

I don't know how Senior Brother Dao Yan is doing now, how can he improve his strength if he knows the cultivation world!

Alas, it's better to cultivate yourself!

"Senior Brother Qingran!" When Wushuang saw him, he was leading a group of little radish heads, because of his gentle personality, he seemed to play well with the children, and the group of children did not have much fear of him, and they were not restrained at all.

"Come here!" Qing Ran beckoned to Wushuang, "Meet these people, they are all people who want to look back." ”

This Wushuang is very interested, the gods in the Xuanyun Temple are all old, and the youngest ones are the ones that Senior Brother Daoyan brought back back then, how can they be fourteen or fifteen years old, they are not interesting at all, they all have the same face as Senior Brother Daoyan!

"Hey, that's a lot! Senior Brother Qingran, how can there be so many? Wushuang looked at the group of children in front of him in amazement.

In fact, the number of children with spiritual roots will not be very large every time, Hualing is the mortal world after all, and it is not an exaggeration to say that school-age children with spiritual roots are one in a million, this time it is only ten children, but it is really exaggerated compared to two or three in the past!

"Ah, so cute!" Wushuang screamed and threw herself next to one of the children, and the child under him looked at her in a daze and didn't know how to react.