Seeing that her mother picked up the water cup on the table and was about to smash the lotus leaf vine that was still swaying left and right on the ground, Xuanyuan Mingyue hurriedly stopped her. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Carefully taking back the lotus leaf vine back into his purse, Xuanyuan Mingyue quietly glanced at her mother's face from the corner of her eye, and then said: "Mother has to keep it secret for Mingyue, the reason why Mingyue insists on going is because Mingyue will definitely embark on the road of cultivating immortals this time." This moving lotus leaf vine is the proof. If Mother doesn't believe, after three days, you see, the waters will go out. ”

Hearing this, Chu Lingjiao's eyes couldn't help but widen, "Cultivating immortals," those red and swollen eyes stared at Xuanyuan Mingyue, with doubts and annoyance, "What are you doing as a girl cultivating immortals," said that, her hands grabbed Mingyue's shoulders, and she whimpered and sobbed again, "Is your mother treating you badly?" ”

Seeing her mother crying for herself again, Xuanyuan Mingyue was distressed but helpless, so she had to pick up a handkerchief and gently wipe the tears on Chu Lingjiao's face, and said, "If Mingyue doesn't go, someone in Xuanyuan Mansion will die, and one of them is myself." “

I have never seen my daughter show such sad emotions, her daughter knows best, Chu Lingjiao knows that Mingyue is telling the truth. However, why did she never know these things? As a mother, she hated her hindsight. No wonder her daughter would say that kind of thing before, thinking about it, Mingyue had planned it early in the morning.

She's only now connected these things. But as a mother, what can she do? She only hopes that her daughter is well and unscathed.

As if compromised, Chu Lingjiao sighed with tears in her eyes, and her voice was ethereal: "You go." Protect yourself in advance. For three years, mother is waiting for you. After saying these words, Chu Lingjiao left in despair, her daughter was leaving, she had to bring everything she should bring, and she couldn't bear the grievances.

The holy decree was to let Mingyue enter the palace the next day, and early in the morning, Chu Lingjiao and the servant made a large table of dishes, all of which Xuanyuan Mingyue loved to eat. Now that the capital is flooded, Mingyue knows that it must have taken a lot of thought to make this meal, so she eats it in small bites, trying to eat a little bit of each dish. Chu Lingjiao was afraid that Mingyue would not be able to eat enough, so she sandwiched dishes for her again and again. Mingyue knew that her mother was uncomfortable, and she didn't know how to comfort her, so she silently ate all the dishes.

Xuanyuan Mingyue was sent to the carriage by her mother and Song Yan together, seeing her mother and Song Yan standing side by side, Mingyue knew that her mother was making a promise to herself, and she didn't want to worry about her. At the same time, it also reminds Mingyue to keep her promises.

Sitting in the carriage and watching the increasingly blurred figures of his mother and Song Yan, Xuanyuan Mingyue's tears flowed down like a flood that couldn't stop the gate.

Mother, rest assured. I will be a guardian to watch over you and myself. Xuanyuan Mingyue said in his heart.

The carriage was sent by the palace, and it was really a royal noble, and when some other rich and noble families in the capital were still complacent because they had a boat, this carriage that could walk in the water had been built in this palace. To show off the royal majesty, it was decorated so luxuriously. The golden body is wrapped in precious ice silk brocade, and the four corners are hung with bronze octagonal bells, and below the bells are strings of tassels made of pearls and broken jade, which are coordinated in color and complement each other. The jingle of running on the road attracted the sideways of the pedestrians, all of whom showed yearning. It's just that they don't know that it's almost a road to death.

After all, it was the spirit girl personally selected by the emperor, and the carriage drove smoothly all the way into the inner courtyard of the palace. The terrain inside this palace is high, and there is not much standing water.

An old lady came to pick her up, and Xuanyuan Mingyue followed behind her, his steps hesitating for a while, eager for a while, just like her current mood, contradictory and enthusiastic.

Micro Dream Butterfly, meet again.

followed Mama into the courtyard where the spirit girl was, and Xuanyuan Mingyue saw the micro-life dream butterfly at a glance. She is still so flamboyant, just like in her previous life. The light leno skirt with gouache is just right to modify her delicate figure, and at the age of thirteen or fourteen, she is like a bud on that spring day.

Unlike the other spirit girls who are wearing plain clothes, faintly mourning for their fate, Weisheng Dream Butterfly seems to have an unusual opinion of this life, she is unusually happy, and she is unconcealed to the world to proclaim her beauty. The flowers bloom for half a summer, and she wants to be the most beautiful one, and she dies in the spotlight at her most beautiful age, which is a wonderful feeling.

Seeing Xuanyuan Mingyue being led in by her grandmother, she was first shocked, this woman was born on a par with her, and she couldn't help but feel that she was born and was bright. Looking at Xuanyuan Mingyue's eyes, there was also a little more coldness.

In his previous life, Xuanyuan Mingyue was innocent and gave the best opinion to everyone. But after all, she has lived an extra life, and this time she naturally noticed the coldness in the eyes of the micro-born dream butterfly when she saw her. couldn't help but say in his heart, since Weisheng Mengdie didn't like it from the first sight of herself, why bother framing her as a white lotus, so he hated her so lamely.

Time was pressing, and on the first day of entering the palace, the disciplining grandmothers divided the sixteen spirit girls into two groups, and seven were responsible for the rituals and dances at the sacrifice ceremony. Six of them are arranged in an equilateral triangle, with three on each side, and the lead dancer is in the center. Because Xuanyuan Mingyue won the flower of the capital for three consecutive years, he was designated as the lead dancer. After all, he was sent to death, and no one cared about these false names anymore. Except for the micro-life dream butterfly, she is conceited and has excellent dancing skills, and she is very disdainful of Xuanyuan Mingyue.

didn't deal with it hastily like in his previous life, this dance practice, Xuanyuan Mingyue was very devoted. Since you have chosen such a fate that cannot be changed, then accept it. Make it the best it and live up to anyone.

The name of the flower of the capital is actually not mixed with much water, and Xuanyuan Mingyue danced very well, causing the discipline grandmother to nod and praise frequently. If you're not convinced, I'm afraid that there will only be a micro-dream butterfly.

And Su Yaya, who has not been found by Xuanyuan Mingyue, should have been assigned to the other group of nine, responsible for the dance music on the sacrificial ceremony, and when she wanted to come to the palace to choose people, she had already figured out their skills.

After practicing dance for a day, Xuanyuan Mingyue felt physically and mentally exhausted, and the other girls were the same. Back in the room, the girls all stood up one by one, slumped on the warm collapse, or leaned against the wall. The atmosphere was low and depressing, no one spoke, and no one complained. These spirit girls are all selected from various families, and they are not only responsible for their own family missions.

Xuanyuan Mingyue didn't want to give up any opportunity to save Su Yaya, and was about to ask the nearby sisters where the musical instrument group was staying overnight, when she suddenly felt a burning wrist, and her arm was involuntarily gently pulled by the power of nothingness.