Although it is in the mustard seed space, in the early morning, there is still a faint morning mist gently drifting in the rain and flower forest. The shallow mist, thick in the faint yellow halo, the light and faint cold floral fragrance, with the fluttering light mist, seems to be able to diffuse into the heart. Xiao Qingyue, who has turned one, is lying in the cradle made of green rattan, tilting her head slightly. On the jade snow-like face, there seemed to be a streamer flashing in the narrow phoenix eyes, and he quietly listened to the wind and dew read the Taoist scriptures sentence by sentence. After her own lady found out that Xiao Qingyue seemed to be particularly interested in these scriptures, this became Xiao Qingyue's daily compulsory class. The little lady is really talented, and she can endure these boring articles at such a young age. Fenglu thought secretly. I have to say, the wind reveals the truth. Although the language of this world is more or less the same as in previous lives, there are so many differences in the world. can have such a great opportunity to learn about the world, how could Xiao Qingyue miss it. Even if the ancient text is a little obscure, it is much better than not knowing nothing.

Today is the day of Xiao Qingyue's spiritual root.

For nearly a year, Qing Yue had often used the pure spiritual power brought from her mother's body. Every night, the warm current comes out of the dantian, and after running slowly along the meridians for a large and small week, a feeling of extreme comfort spreads from the heart little by little, and the body seems to be a little lighter after sweating. With Qingyue's many years of experience in reading novels, this should be the legendary scripture washing and marrowing. So the luck became more and more diligent. Fortunately, this spiritual power only improved his physique with his powerful vitality, and did not gain cultivation, so his mother and Fenglu were suspicious.

My mother's body was greatly damaged because of childbirth, and she needed to retreat and cultivate. But he was trapped in the secret realm and couldn't get out, and he couldn't give up his little daughter who was less than one year old, so he could only use the elixir to stabilize the realm temporarily, and only practiced for a little time on weekdays, just waiting for the exit of the secret realm to open, and then go back to the family to make plans.

Qingyue is not worried about the results of the spirit root, anyway, under the washing of the innate qi, the qualifications of this body will not be bad.

On the contrary, it was her own mother, who blindly comforted her not to worry too much. Sure enough, when Qing Yue's little hand was lightly placed on the Ouiji disk, the ten beads lit up one by one, and the color of the blue and blue was crystal clear, without a trace of impurities. It turned out to be ten out of ten Tianmu Spirit Roots, and it was still a rare pure body. His own mother and Aunt Feng both showed shocked faces, this is a real talent. Looking at the fairy-looking mother, she couldn't hide her joy anymore, happily hugging her daughter's small body, but where Xiao Qingyue couldn't see it, Ye Mu's narrow phoenix eyes were faintly flashing with tears, and her arms were tightly hugging her little daughter, as if she was hugging her daughter like this, her heart would be stable, so tight that Xiao Qingyue also noticed her mother's uneasiness. "Little Miss's natural resources, the future achievements are naturally limitless, Miss can rest assured." Aunt Feng reminded from the side. Qingyue only felt that there was an unsettling smell in these words, and then she thought that maybe they were just too happy and incoherent. After all, this is a dangerous world, and having a good talent is equal to an extra security.

The jade steps are dyed with moss, and the falling flowers are like snow flying. Under the blooming Yuhuanhua tree, Fenglu took a jar of Yulinling buried under the tree, two jade cups. On the stone table carved from white jade, the green and blue wine, lined with the emerald cup wall, Qing Yue looked curious, stretched out her little hand and quickly grabbed a cup, afraid of being discovered by adults, and drank it all in one gulp. When the two adults came back to their senses, they saw that the little man's cheeks were flushed, and the choked wine flowed down the corners of his mouth, which was very cute. The silence was broken all of a sudden, and his mother and aunt Feng all laughed, the villain has always been well-behaved and quiet, and it is rare to have such an innocent and cute time. The mother, who has always been ashamed because she can't give her daughter a father, can't help but feel a little relieved.

The shallow fragrance of Yuhuan flowers is mixed with the gloomy clarity of Yulinling, the melancholy clarity of Yulinling is rippling with the faint new yellow of Yuhuan flowers, and the green silk of the mother's kiss like a waterfall is scattered on the silver ice silkworm clothes at will, and the flower shadow is mottled, like a moonlight. Aunt Feng's cyan dress is also stained with a little light yellow of rain and flowers, like the morning dew embedded in the new lotus in early summer, and there is a little delicate in the plain and elegant. The two sat opposite each other, poured slowly, and the clear blue wine gradually turned into a flush on their faces. Xiao Qingyue sat quietly in the cradle, watching her mother and Aunt Feng drink one by one.

Thinking of myself in my previous life, I often leaned on the hospital bed in the hospital at dusk with drizzle, opened the curtains, watched the autumn rain fluttering and sprinkling between the heavens and the earth, and watched the autumn wind carry the yellow leaves from the heights and swirl slowly and fall, like a dying butterfly, even if it is lost in the world, it must be so calm and elegant. At this time, there are often emotions that come to my heart inexplicably. The essence is clean and clean, which is stronger than mud and ditches. At that time, I was never afraid of death, even if my weak body couldn't support too many expectations and dreams, even if I couldn't withstand the wear and tear of my hurried back and lonely waiting. I'd rather spend every spring and autumn twilight calmly and calmly alone, rather than running back and forth in the red dust, just to look colorful and colorful in the days in the world. Unconsciously, a little melancholy came to my heart. Looking at the two people drinking again, the mother's eyes were blurred in the clear blue wine, and there were a lot of unspeakable things in the blur. It seems that he wants to speak, but he is always kept by the only remaining sobriety. Is it for his father, whom he has never met? In the past year, I have never heard my mother and Aunt Feng mention my father, and the two of them have the ambition to avoid this sensitive topic together. That's it, in this life, I can have my mother's love and excellent cultivation qualifications, it seems that my mother is not an idle person, I already have so much, why bother to ask for it?

Today's years are quiet and beautiful, and the wine is drunk today.

The day is getting darker, and the wine is running out, Ye Mu gently hugged the little man with picturesque eyebrows beside her. Xiao Qingyue woke up from her mother's arms, opened her eyes, and met her mother's deep gaze, with endless affection and pity in the blurry wine. Subconsciously, Xiao Qingyue raised her head slightly, kissed her mother's forehead, and said softly and glutinously: "And me!" After saying that, I also clenched my little fist, looking like I was very powerful. Mother Ye was amused by her little daughter, pinched her little daughter's soft body, and handed it to Fenglu to settle.

Under the pale yellow Yuhuanhua tree, Mother Ye watched her daughter's figure gradually disappear at the end of the sea of flowers, sighed softly, turned around, stepped on the sparse and falling flower shadows, and walked towards the residence. The silver gauze walked in the light sea of new yellow flowers, like the moonlight pouring on the ground.

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