Yan Xiaoqi didn't know that her apprenticeship ceremony would have such a big impact on the two worlds of immortals and demons, she was suffering from Qingqing's devastation these days, and she just hated that she couldn't go out without clothes anymore. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After returning from the snowy mountain, Qingqing was happy that her beautiful and lovely princess finally began to have a little adult appearance, and she didn't sleep for a few days and nights in excitement, and even put aside her interest in collecting and taking care of flowers and plants, and only concentrated on making her a dress and dress.

At first, Yan Xiaoqi thought that this was made for her by staying up all night, and she had to give enough support and encouragement to work so hard. As a result, her cooperation made Qingqing completely excited, and if she didn't change her clothes five times, Qingqing couldn't pass that level by herself.

At the end of the day, Yan Xiaoqi didn't know how many times she had changed it, but she felt that she was trying it on all the time, no matter which one was snowy white, and even the change in style was so little that there was only a difference between one button, which made her always easy to think of the days when she was blind on the snowy mountain for more than ten years.

"Qingqing, shall we change the color?" Even if she doesn't pick the style and fabric, she decides to pick the color from now on.

"No, princess. White is the color that can only be used by the royal family on our Qingqiu, which is your respect and glory, and cannot be exchanged. Especially if you are still an ancient silver fox, this white is the most suitable for you," Qingqing smiled and sewed the last stitch, holding the robe in front of Yan Xiaoqi's eyes: "Princess, try this, Lord God likes wide sleeves, and you must be a good match for wearing the same style on the day of apprenticeship." ”

What a ghost!

Yan Xiaoqi looked at the style in Qingqing's hand that was exactly the same as Xi Yu in shame, are they masters and apprentices, dressed like this, are they afraid that these old guys in the fairy world will be too idle and have nothing to pick up?

Throwing the clothes on the couch, Yan Xiaoqi said that she should not listen to Qingqing's bewitchment anymore, she must change the color, even if she can't, she will come to a big red, what is from yellow and willow green is not bad! If she can't figure it out Qingqing, she can go to Xin Ning.

Speaking of Xin Ning's mother, what she did was very irresponsible, Yan Xiaoqi was in the fairy world for more than a thousand years, Xin Ning appeared to take care of her and counted it by hand, and when she went out, it was always Yan Jiu with a few of their brothers and sisters, and on Qingqiu, Yan Jiu came forward to deal with something.

Xin Ning was like a fragile porcelain doll in Yan Jiu's eyes, and she needed to be careful and careful. She doesn't have to worry about all foreign affairs and foreign things, and their children naturally don't belong to the scope of worrying.

Yan Xiaoqi summoned the cloud head, flew up, and flew straight towards the mountain where Xin Ning and Yan Jiu were. This is the first time she is flying in the air with a cloud head alone, and the feeling that no one around her is cautious and no one chatters, always makes her think that she is the only one in this world, she can do whatever she wants, she can be unrestrained, and she can sing indulgently.

Under his feet is the sparkling stream, surrounded by soft white clouds like cotton wool, Yan Xiaoqi stepped on the clouds up and down, left and right, and sometimes rolled in the air, until the freshness gradually faded, and then the cloud slowly fell on Yan Jiu's mountain.

Xin Ning's days are very quiet, when Yan Jiu is by her side, the two of them are sweet together, no matter what they do, they are very happy, when Yan Jiu is busy, she retreats and meditates, or takes care of their mountains and fox holes.

Over the years, she has also made a few clothes for her brothers and sisters in her spare time, and sent someone to send them over, but she rarely shows up, Yan Xiaoqi is not a real child, and she will not be overly eager for maternal love or anything, and when she first arrived in the fairy world, she has been busy integrating into this world, and she has no time to think about why Xin Ning rarely appears.

Looking back now, Xin Ning is just a little girl who is in love, her heart is full of only her sweetheart, and their brothers and sisters are just witnesses of their love, and there is no other meaning, and she wants to find maternal love and something like that in Xin Ning, which is obviously a bit extravagant.

Thinking about this, Yan Xiaoqi doesn't force it, but this kind of relationship between the two is obviously related by blood, but the relationship between the two is like a passerby, which still makes her a little unacceptable, she can't be an emotional mother and daughter, it's okay to try to be a friend!

"Seven Princesses." As soon as Yan Xiaoqi's cloud head fell, a sharp-eyed female official greeted him.

This female official Yan Xiaoqi is very familiar, before attending Qiu Mu's wedding ceremony, Xin Ning threw her to this female official and tortured her for three days, and learned the etiquette of a half-hanger.

"Is Mother there?"

"The queen of gods is in the flower room, and the small one will take you there." The female officer was very respectful in leading the way ahead, but in her heart she secretly sighed that the little princess who was reckless and unruly hundreds of years ago had finally grown up, and now Yan Xiaoqi has her own bearing and elegance in front of outsiders.

"There is labor."

The flower house is on the north side of the mountaintop, bypassing the study where Yan Jiu worked and the halls where he received his subordinates, and then around the fox cave where Yan Jiu and Xin Ning lived, as well as a large artificial lake and a garden full of red roses.

Xin Ning loves flowers, these tens of thousands of years in the flower room planted countless fairy world in the flower world of extremely precious flowers, some delicate and difficult to feed, Yan Jiu also specially for her to refine a specific vessel, carved a formation that simulates its growth environment, between true and false, the collected flower seeds have also lived for the most part.

Every once in a while, Xin Ning would make a special trip to take a look at this flower room and leave it to others to take care of, she was not at ease, so as soon as Yan Xiaoqi entered the flower room, she saw that she was bending over, loosening the soil for a peony.

"Mother." Yan Xiaoqi walked behind Xin Ning lightly, and shouted softly when she saw that she was busy with the things in her hand, but even so, Xin Ning was still slightly startled.

"Little Seven? What are you doing here? Putting down the kettle and tools in his hand, Xin Ning looked at Yan Xiaoqi's eyes with alienated strangeness.

This little daughter was only held in her arms and looked at it before Yan Jiu was taken away, and then she saw her once in a few years, if she didn't occasionally hear Yan Jiu mention it, she wouldn't remember that she still had such a daughter.

"I haven't seen my mother for a long time, so I came to take a look." Yan Xiaoqi didn't seem to notice her alienation, and still said with a smile.

Xin Ning was a little embarrassed by what she said, thinking that Yan Xiaoqi was blaming her, after all, she was a mother anyway, and it was impossible to leave the child aside and never pay attention to it.

"I'm done here, let's go back to our room and sit down." Xin Ning smiled softly, stepped forward and took one of Yan Xiaoqi's hands, and the mother and daughter left together.

"Xingchi, go and bring me the hibiscus cake I made in the morning." Xin Ning washed his hands and made tea, and commanded the maid beside him.

"Queen of God," the maid named Xingchi saw Yan Xiaoqi for the first time, and stepped forward to remind with some doubts: "Isn't the hibiscus cake going to be delivered to the Divine Monarch at noon?" ”

(To be continued.) )