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The fairy light was so bright that it was hard to believe that this could be the inside of a rough-looking statue.

This is the Temple of Our Lady, where the three virgins Yang Chan live.

At this time, the Third Virgin Yang Chan was holding a treasure mirror in a daze, Tang Zeng knew it when she entered the Temple of Our Lady, as the owner of this temple, she could know everything about the outside world.

However, many people have passed by here and come here to spend the night before, so Yang Chan didn't pay attention to it and got used to it.

"Alas, these days are really monotonous."

Yang Chan sighed, and couldn't help but think of the Weaver Girl in her heart.

"The Weaver Girl has commendable courage, she dares to go down to the mortal world to match with mortals privately, and even if she is punished, she has no regrets."

Yang Chan has been here alone for too long, and she gradually can't bear the loneliness, thinking to herself, will she meet someone she likes one day?

Could that person also be a mortal?

When the time comes, do you have the courage to break the rules of heaven for love?

Because her mother was in love with mortals, violated the rules of heaven, and was ruthlessly suppressed by her uncle Jade Emperor, she instinctively resisted this kind of thing.

It's just that a thousand years of loneliness made her a little unbearable.

"Hey, whose statue is this? It's so pretty. Could it be that there really is such a beautiful woman in the world? ”

Suddenly, a startling sound came from outside, which immediately attracted Yang Chan's attention.

Yang Chan looked up, her gaze penetrated directly through the Virgin Mary's Temple, and saw the poor scholar outside the statue.

I saw the poor scholar looking at her statue with a look of fascination, and muttered: "What a beautiful woman, if I can marry such a beautiful woman in this life, I will have no regrets in death!" ”

When Yang Chan heard this, her pretty face suddenly blushed slightly, and she was a little ashamed, the scholar's words and deeds were equivalent to blaspheming her: "This poor scholar is talking nonsense!" ”

But for some reason, she was a little happy in her heart, and asked herself in her heart: Am I really that beautiful?

At this time, Tang Zeng outside suddenly spoke again: "I have been poor all my life, but I am not poor, if I have a beautiful wife like you, I will work hard to let you live the happiest life in the world, and I will make you the happiest woman in the world." ”

……

"Oh, this poor scholar, what nonsense is he talking about?"

Inside the statue, Yang Chan in the temple of the Virgin Mary felt that her little face was hot: "All the nonsense, this Holy Mother is a fairy, how can you be worthy of a poor scholar?" ”

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"If you don't like that kind of life, then we will live a life of male ploughing and female weaving, just like the cowherd and weaver girl, you weave and I plow, get up early and return late, and the life will be happy."

……

"How does he know about the Weaver Girl? Yes, the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl has been spread to the mortal world. When Yang Chan heard this, for some reason, she had some yearning in her heart.

Men plough and women weave, you plough and I weave......

Although he can't weave cloth, he is a god and can ask his niece for advice.

"Gee, what am I thinking?"

Yang Chan woke up, ashamed of her crankiness, put down the Xuanguang Treasure Mirror, and held her hot pretty face with a pair of small hands.

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"Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sad. Look at the moon-shaped single look at each other, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal. ”

Tang Zeng had already begun to chant poetry outside, and at the same time secretly said in his heart, why hasn't the Three Holy Mothers shown up yet? Isn't this scholar not attractive enough to the Three Virgins?

This doesn't make sense, Liu Yanchang can do it, why can't he be?

Could it be that the Third Virgin Yang Chan is not at home?

"Try again!" Tang Zeng secretly cheered himself up, he didn't believe it, he even did such a thing as making trouble in the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, and he couldn't deceive Yang Chan, who had been lonely for a thousand years?

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"Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sad. Look at the moon-shaped single look at each other, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal. ”

When Yang Chan heard Tang Zeng outside reciting this poem, her delicate body trembled, and the loneliness buried in her heart was stimulated, and she was suddenly out of control.

"Only envy mandarin ducks, not immortal ......"

Yang Chan felt that one of her hearts suddenly became hot.

Yes, only envy the mandarin duck but not the immortal, the mandarin duck can also live and fly together, but the immortal can only bear loneliness and loneliness in eternity.

If she can be given a sweet and sincere love, she also feels that it doesn't matter if this fairy does it or not.

She once went to visit the Weaver Girl, who often said that love is sacred, and for the sake of love, the identity and ability of the gods are nothing at all, even if they live tens of thousands of years less.

"Love, is it really that beautiful?"

Yang Chan subconsciously stroked her face.

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"Three Holy Mother, Xiaosheng knows that you are a fairy, but after Xiaosheng saw your statue, he fell in love with you deeply and couldn't extricate himself."

Tang Zeng began to say to himself outside again: "Xiaosheng has never been an immortal, but he also knows that the immortal is high, and the Three Holy Mother, you definitely don't look down on Xiaosheng." ”

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"This stinky scholar originally knew that I was the Three Holy Mother."

Yang Chan pouted suddenly, knowing that the immortals are high, do you still dare to talk nonsense?

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"It would be good if I were an immortal, if our identity was transferred, it would be fine, in this way, I will definitely give up my identity as an immortal and fly with you, even if I am broken, I will not hesitate!"

Tang Zeng said, his face flashing with gloom, and there was a strong longing.

……

Yang Chan was suddenly shocked, and her heart was a little shaken at this moment.

"Even if you are broken, you will not hesitate to ......"

Yang Chan felt that her soul was trembling.

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"Haven't shown up yet? Could it be that the Third Virgin Yang Chan is really not at home? ”

Tang Zeng muttered secretly, feeling that this time he might have to run for nothing.

At this moment, the statue in front of him suddenly shone brightly, and a figure walked out.

This is a girl who looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a light cyan fairy dress, her appearance is extremely beautiful and pure, and her small waist is full of hand.

Her skin, in particular, is very delicate and seems to be bursting.

Tang Zeng was stunned on the spot, the girl in front of him, who seemed to have just come of age, was the Three Holy Mother?

Shouldn't the Three Madonnas be older? At least in your twenties, right?

Could it be that as long as it is a mother, it can be a virgin?

At the same time that Tang Zeng looked at Yang Chan, Yang Chan was also looking at him.

At this time, Yang Chan had some shame and anger, and the combination of shame and anger turned into shame and anger, she was ready to scare this nonsense scholar who dared to run to her own temple to disturb herself.

Yang Chan felt that after she appeared, this poor scholar would definitely be frightened when she saw her holy and noble appearance, and then she would bow down in awe, and beg for mercy, saying that she would never dare to talk nonsense again.

Because all the mortals she had seen before were like that.

Although Yang Chan was a little moved by this scholar, as soon as she thought of the cold and ruthless Tiantiao, she retreated, and it was best to scare this poor scholar who didn't know what to do.

However, things were beyond Yang Chan's expectations.

When the poor scholar in front of him saw her appear, instead of being frightened, he was just stunned for a while, and then he was overjoyed, and he pounced on her little hand and said excitedly: "Third Holy Mother, you are finally willing to see me!" I knew you were going to show up to see me, great, you cared about me too! ”