When she heard the faint tone, she had already come back to her senses abruptly, she turned around and hidden, dissolving into the crowd like a drop of water.

Mo Sheng stood on the eaves, raised her hand slightly, and did not stop at the light dust, she sneaked into the floating life hall, she also wanted to finish the magnolia mirror, if she could, she didn't want to miss the "flower and full moon"

of the sky lantern.

The heavy curtains in the floating hall isolated the hustle and bustle of the outside world, and only the faint fragrance of peach blossom wine remained in the air, slowly fermenting in the surprisingly quiet warm pavilion.

Today is the Shangyuan Festival, and the people in the house should all go out to enjoy the lanterns, and Hun Qingchen didn't find any people all the way over.

Soon, she arrived at the "Wind and Snow Moon"

Platform.

Under the moonlight, the cold ice was tingling with a biting coolness, like a piece of clear ice jade, and he stepped up lightly, without feeling the slightest discomfort on his toes, and his physique that could practice the art of controlling water has always been the most fearless of cold.

She took out the crystal magnolia mirror in her sleeve and reflected it in a bright moon, the magnolia mirror was as clear as water, faintly rippling and shaking.

She took off the Mulan hairpin on her sideburns, held it in her hand, and thought about how to open the Mulan enchantment.

The magnolia flower on the top of the hairpin floated out a wisp of incense along the moonlight, and the smell was very similar to the strange fragrance of Sister Lan's body.

After thinking about it, the hairpin in his hand accidentally touched the mirror surface of the magnolia mirror like water, causing a circle of ripples.

Hun Qingchen looked at the mirror ripples, surprised, and before he could react, suddenly, a pair of miserable white hands stretched out in the water and grabbed the Mulan hairpin.

A deep chill struck her with the white hand.

It was the first time she felt so cold that her silver teeth couldn't stop shivering slightly.

The little hand in the mirror dragged the Mulan hairpin into the mirror a little bit, and Hun Qingchen used his frozen fingers to drag the Mulan hairpin from going in.

No, you can't let Brother Mo down again!

Xun Qingchen stabilized his mind, adjusted his breath, gritted his teeth, and violently took the Mulan hairpin out, and a child fell out of the Mulan mirror.

Xun Qingchen looked at the small figure on the skirt, and was a little speechless in surprise: "You, who are you?" ”

"Ten-petal night magnolia?"

The child muttered in his mouth, and the tip of his nose came to the night fragrance magnolia and sniffed, before he blinked and raised his head.

A round white and tender little face came into view, a cute and clever appearance, but it lacked a few traces of blood, like today's smooth full moon.

Hu Qingchen looked at it, and love rose from the bottom of his heart, and he unconsciously softened his tone, helped her up from the cold ice platform, and said softly: "Child, sue me, who are you?" ”

In the child's icy eyes, a trace of vitality turned, facing the light dust, the corners of his mouth ripped an arc, and he called happily: "Sister 1" Sister? Hun Qingchen looked at the child in front of him suspiciously. When did she have a sister? "Sister! Sister! The child opened his arms and jumped into his arms, his words were full of joy: "I knew that you would definitely come to me.1 This seemingly inconspicuous sentence touched the softness of her heart, and she also said it to Brother Mo!" She understands the anticipation, the anticipation of waiting for someone to come to her! Hun Qingchen gently pulled the child out of his arms, stroked her head lovingly, and said softly, "What's your name?" Why is it in this magnolia mirror? The child blinked his ice eyes and stared at Hun Qingchen in disbelief: "Sister! Don't you recognize me? I'm Leng Yueping! "Leng Yueping?" Hu Qingchen grabbed the name in his memory, and finally shook his head helplessly, "I didn't recognize this name." "Sister! How can you not recognize Ping'er? You've always loved Ping'er the most! Leng Yueping had a little grievance in her eyes, and pouted, "Daddy, it's Daddy, he locked me in the Mulan Mirror!" Don't you even remember? The doubts in his eyes were even worse: "Daddy? Who's your daddy? "Our father is Leng Yuzhu, the god of water!"