She got down from the high luan, combed her high bun, put on delicate makeup, and pulled herself up by the hand as soon as she came, still talking to herself affectionately as if she had not entered the palace, as if she had forgotten the people around her. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It wasn't until she interrupted to remind her that she suddenly reacted and asked her father, brother and sister, who were still kneeling on the ground, to get up.

Greeting his parents with a smile, he gave gifts to the clansmen, and his family had lunch before reluctantly returning to the palace.

But it seems that looking back on the past again this time always feels something different, very strange.

But she couldn't say it, she could clearly feel that Mingyu's care and love for her was from the heart, and it was obviously impossible to hurt herself.

How could she feel this way now? What is true and what is false?

Turning over and sweating profusely, she woke up from her dream, her hands around her.

Quietly looking outside the gauze tent, the close grandmother beckoned the girl to change the ice basin over.

Bing, the Qian family has never been short of wealth in the past, but since Qian Yuan left, the Qian family's wealth has been scattered, and it stands to reason that they can't afford it anymore, but she has never lacked it here.

In this interest-oriented world, there has always been a high and a low one, but no one has ever stepped on the Qian family with the decline of the Qian family, and there has never been a fanatic to bully her, a widowed woman.

She had never thought about these things before, firstly because she didn't have the heart to care about anything else, and secondly, she didn't think that there would be any problems with Mingyu.

Now it may be necessary to think about these things, as she said, live yourself first, then you will no longer be bound by others, whether it is physical or mental.

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Carrying him to a long corridor, the sound of rushing water rang in my ears.

It's already night, here is the defeated Wuhou Temple, no one has come to worship for many years, and the government has withdrawn the attendants of the guards, and only regularly sends people to maintain and repair.

At this time, not a single light in the Wuhou Temple was lit, and it was pitch black.

Carried him to the Wangjing Pavilion next to the Wuhou Temple, gently placed him on the stone bench, and leaned on himself.

With a wave of his hand, two lanterns were hung under the eaves of the pavilion, and the light came out slowly, illuminating the entire observation pavilion.

Looking down at the person in her arms, she felt that her nose was a little itchy, she raised her hand and rubbed it, and asked in a low voice, "Is it hot, huh?"

He didn't answer, his eyes closed, as he had been asleep for most of the decade.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he replied: "I almost forgot, you will never feel hot, your hands are so cold."

Looking up, he said, "Do you remember this place?" Where did we first meet? ”

After thinking about it, "Oh, you don't remember, you were only busy picking flowers for her." He chuckled.

Next to the pavilion is a babbling stream, and the lights shine below to emit sparkling waves, flowing all the way, and I don't know how many people's stories are carried.

When she first arrived in Donghua that year, she had just cultivated and broken through, became a Jiaoren, her breath was unstable, and she was discovered by some veteran occultists, and a group of people surrounded and suppressed her, and she ran out after injuring herself.

There was a hole in his face, revealing a piece of skin, which was terrifying, and he scared many people along the way, and finally had no choice but to hide in this deserted Wuhou Temple to cultivate and recuperate.

After staying for more than half a month, no one came, and suddenly one day there was a sound of footsteps, which startled her who was resting in the pavilion, "Hey, there are people." "Come humane.

When she looked up, it was a handsome man, looking at her and smiling, and hurriedly turned around, raising his hand to cover his face with his sleeve.

"Don't be afraid," he hastened to explain, "I'm not a bad person. ”

She didn't reply, he arched his hand, and said, "I don't know if there is someone here, I'm sorry for the girl."

Seeing that she still had her back to him and did not reply, he said no more.

On one side of the pavilion was a stream, and on the other side was a pit full of wild herbs, and he jumped down from the pavilion to pick the wild herbs and carefully pick the shoots on the tips.

She leaned against the pillar and looked at him, and thought this man was very strange.

He saw that she was staring at him with her head open, and introduced with a smile: "This is called a hundred flowers, clear the fire, my sister-in-law has been on fire recently, and she doesn't like to drink medicine, I'll pick some for her and eat it."

Oh, it turned out to be a good brother, she knew it. She also had brothers, and out of her mother's womb came seven brothers and sisters, and she was the youngest and the weakest.

It's just that the strong sisters and brothers died in less than a hundred years, and they were all eaten by the clan uncle, but only the most ruthless and soft she remained.

But then Uncle Clan was eaten by the most soft her, that was the first time she ate the same kind, and the only time, it was really disgusting, and it was difficult to digest in the stomach for two days.

Recently, the day has been a little hot, and the anger is big, while thinking, she reached out and picked one, put it in her mouth and chewed, and suddenly changed her face and spit it out, which is also too astringent!

Seeing her face wrinkled, he laughed, "This is delicious only if it has been cooked, and it will be very bitter if eaten raw." ”

looked at the handful he had picked in his hand, "I happen to be hungry too, why don't we cook some and eat some together!" ”

After speaking, without waiting for his reaction, he ran outside the pavilion and got into a carriage parked outside.

After a while, he dragged out a bag and came this way, smiling mysteriously.

There was everything in the bag for kitchen utensils, and even took out a small iron stove.

He put the small stove in the middle of the pavilion, set up a pot, and took out a large sheepskin kettle, filled it with it, and made a fire.

Stuffing the vegetables into her hands, she said without any fuss: "Go wash the vegetables, I'll catch a fish." ”

It's self-cooked, she thought.

He caught a big fat river fish, washed it, skewered it with a wooden stick, and roasted it on the fire until it was sizzling, and added seasonings to give off a fragrance, which made her swallow saliva unconsciously.

The fragrant grilled fish was served with a delicious broccoli soup, and she hiccuped until she ate it.

It was the first time she had eaten cooked food, and it was the best thing she had ever eaten, and she didn't think anything tasted better than that.

Almost the whole fish went into her stomach, and he gave her a bottle of medicine for her face wounds, and told her that girls should not leave scars on their faces, and that they should rub the medicine well.

It didn't work for her, she smiled, but she still took it, and kept it with her body and was reluctant to throw it away, but then somehow she lost it.

He left soon, and she had a hunch that they would meet again soon.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for her to see him again.

The streets were full of people, and she saw him at a glance, standing quietly in a dimly lit place.

She was very happy, her face was already good, and everyone who had seen her praised her for her good looks.

She thought about how he would react when he saw her now, would he be surprised, would he be happy?