Looking at Jinghua's back, Xuanhua took a sip of stuffy wine and sighed to the moon.

Second brother, are you interesting? You and Ah Mo are the ones who have announced that the world is going to get married, so you need to be so shy? Are you a free Hongyan to be the eldest brother? I write letters to you every day? I have been painting half a circle for a whole year!

You just said I dislike you? yes, of course I want to dislike you. You and your third brother quietly completed lifelong events, and became fathers one after another, but my eldest brother fell behind.

This place is small, a little movement can be heard very obviously, our Yinlong has always been deaf and clear-sighted, second brother, do you know that you have been here for more than two years, so how many opportunities have you missed for your eldest brother?

You say you're excessive, alas...... You're going too far, you're going too far!

Xuanhua drank the stuffy wine in one gulp, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that she was so wronged, how she understood the righteousness, and how she was the most amiable, open-minded and self-sacrificing big brother in the world!

waited until he finished drinking half of the pot, but Jinghua still didn't come out.

Xuanhua couldn't help but be a little nervous, the second brother had just recovered, could it be that Fang had just danced the sword in a hurry, and this stupid boy was holding on to it?

He was not at ease, and hurriedly raised his feet to follow Jinghua's room.

Before he even entered the room, he knew that he was overly worried.

Jinghua is just painting, so it has been a long time.

He didn't look for another piece of paper, but just added a few more strokes to the paper that Ah Mo gave him, drawing half an arc with Zhu Dan.

Now it is a school of fish.

The flowers and leaves on the water are colorful, and the algae fluttering underwater. There are dozens of them near and far, passing through the waves in groups, passing sideways, cruising freely, leisurely.

But the most conspicuous are the two in the vicinity, one is slightly longer and elegant, and the other is more petite and cute. The two fish are inseparable, leaning on each other, although they are just fish, but the posture of affection, the charming state, actually made Xuanhua look envious.

Jinghua's hand strength has recovered nearly eighty percent, which can be seen in the sword dance just now, and now there is no obstacle to lifting the pen. He first circled the outline with light ink, and then used color and ink to dye each other, penetrating the back of the paper, and vividly expressed the carefree of small fish and the protection of big fish in a freehand way.

The dorsal fin of the big fish in the painting is made by borrowing the red arc, and the small fish is protected in the arms with its own body, walking side by side, never abandoning.

Xuanhua nodded silently outside the door, and he knew the letterheads of the two of them very well over the past year.

Ah Mo has drawn more and more arcs over the past year, in order to tell the second brother that the child's growth is gratifying.

And today, this black line has become a red line, which is to remind the second brother that good things are coming for you and me, so come back quickly.

And then the second brother, these two fish are even easier to understand today, which means that I know, I will come back to play this fish and water with you.

That's right, you can go back to the Heavenly Palace quickly. Ah Yuan and I are considered to have completed our merits.

"Trouble big brother to bring this letter to Momo tomorrow. Jinghua had folded the painting and put it in an envelope.

"Ah, yes, yes. Xuanhua came to her senses, and looked embarrassed because she had seen through the meaning of the second brother's painting, and asked casually: "It seems that tomorrow is Miss Amo's birthday, does the second brother have any other gifts besides this letter?"

"Naturally," Jinghua lowered his eyes, smiling a little shyly, "I've been preparing for a long time." ”

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"Bodhi Lingmu, clever words and good orders. The thread is even, and it can be transformed into a human form. However, stagnation, clumsiness, and fear of fire are the three major regrets. ”

Canaan coaxed and coaxed, and with great effort, he finally asked his grandfather to help find the above record of dolls in ancient books.

He was satisfied.

It doesn't take much, just two words are enough.

So he was now waiting at the door of Chen'an Palace, holding a piece of flame scorched wood on Wushan Mountain in his sleeve.

This is given to him by his sister-in-law who married to the Phoenix Clan, and it is a local specialty of Qiwu Mountain, which is quite magical. On weekdays, it is like an ordinary piece of wood in your hand, not hot or bright, but when you want to come in handy, as long as you throw it on the other party, it will immediately ignite a raging fire, burning the other party into a black charcoal head that is charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

And there are two kinds of fire. One is an ordinary open fire, just like the one used to boil water for cooking, the fire burns on the body, and the water is extinguished as soon as it is poured. If you go to Qiwu Mountain for sightseeing, the hawkers all over the mountains are selling, and that's all like this.

But in fact, there is another kind, which is the true fire of samadhi. It is the third true fire source among the ten golden crows when Hou Yi shoots the sun in that year, and it can only be destroyed by the Qiankun Yulu or the submersion of the sea from all over the world. The flame scorched wood with this kind of fire is expensive, and it is generally impossible to buy it with money, and only the royal family members of the Phoenix clan have a few.

Canaan Xu's sister-in-law was married to be a princess, and the kind she gave to her precious nephew was naturally the kind of samadhi true fire.

Canaan carried this old powerful flame scorched wood, as if carrying his own pounding heart, before he walked to the door of Chen'an Palace, cold sweat came out on his forehead, and he was so nervous.

His growth experience is actually similar to that of ordinary children of the Protoss, not necessarily as enterprising as Chenhua, but he has never seen any wind and rain, and he enjoys peace and warmth every day.

Since discovering the secret of the puppet, this carefree Canaan prince has been pregnant with a lot of care. He didn't dare to talk to anyone, so he only stuffed his head and meditated hard, and he couldn't rest day and night, and he was a lot haggard.

He wanted to rush into Chen'an Palace several times, grabbed Ah Mo's hand and told her loudly, your husband is a puppet, you have been deceived, so let's go with the master.

But I vaguely feel that even I can see the truth of the puppet, how can Ah Mo not see it? Ah Mo obviously knows the inside story, but he is still acting with him, so why should he do more?

He understands this truth, but he is really unwilling, he can't fight His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven who is above 10,000 people, and he can't even fight a puppet of the Emperor of Heaven.

Now he and Ah Mo are already legitimate masters and apprentices, and they can freely enter and leave Chen'an Palace when they are licensed, but he is immersed in the time when he was a blood slave at that time, and the more he reminisces, the more immersed he is, and he can't extricate himself. Although he was dying and dying, although Ah Mo's face was full of acne and ugly, Ah Mo was alone at that time.

For the first time in his life, the prince of Canaan was faced with a major choice, should he reveal the secret of this puppet? He was impulsive, and really wanted to run directly to the Lingxiao Palace, throw this piece of scorched wood on the puppet, and then tell the truth to the courtiers, so that Xuanyuan Jinghua could completely collapse.

But he restrained himself.

Your purpose is Ah Mo. He said to himself, Canaan Xu, what does it matter to you whether the Emperor of Heaven dies or not? You just need to make Ah Mo change his mind. So you have to tell her, give up the puppet that can't give you happiness, Xuanyuan Jinghua is dead or missing, don't wait stupidly, come to Master.

What's more, if you really go to the Lingxiao Palace, you can't enter it and don't talk about it, if you really throw the Samadhi True Fire on the Heavenly Emperor regardless of it, I'm afraid that my grandfather will fly over from Lingshan again, and it will be to see his own grandson go to Xiantai.

He hesitated again and again, and finally decided to choose the location of the attack in Chen'an Palace, he wanted to burn the puppet to death in front of Ah Mo, force Ah Mo to recognize the reality, and then take her away and fly away.

Now there is still a chance, if they get married in half a year, then everything will be lost!

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Ah Mo is cleaning.

She is not virtuous, but she is by no means lazy. Therefore, for some work that does not require special elaboration, it is still possible to take it. The palace is very clean, but since it is to welcome the upcoming special day, there must be a new atmosphere.

She had already dismantled and washed all the bedding yesterday and replaced them with a dragon and phoenix embroidered silk jacket, or a mandarin duck lotus lotus quilt, which Jing'an had prepared for Jinghua a few years ago. Then, she called the Pleiades Xingjun again, and asked him to put all the bedding in the back of the car when he went out on a parade in the sun today, and dried it by the way.

When Canaan came in, Ah Mo was holding up a piece of cloth and climbing on the beam of the house to wipe the pillar.

"Master, are you here?" she always greeted him warmly, "You sit by yourself, pour water and drink, my hands are dirty." ”

Canaan let out an "oh" and sat down obediently, but with such a matter on his mind, how could he sit down peacefully. He clenched the scorched wood with his right hand, and stretched out his left hand to pour water, trying to calm himself down, but his hand kept shaking, and the teapot lid clanged.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Ah Mo slipped down from the pillar with a thud, and saw that he was holding his right hand still, and said curiously: "What's wrong with your hand?

"Ah, nothing, skin trauma. Canaan hurriedly disguised, "Ah Mo, what are you busy with?"

"It's nothing, just clean it casually, you can't be too sloppy to live alone, right?" Jinghua and her separation from the Nine Heavens is already a secret that everyone knows, and there is nothing to hide, not to mention that Ah Mo's character doesn't like this kind of desire to cover up. She poured two cups of tea, gave Canaan a cup, and drank it herself.

Since it was her own unintentional remarks, it strengthened Canaan's determination, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Ah Mo, how long are you going to wait for him?"

"How long are you waiting, Master?"

"You know what I'm talking about!" Canaan said loudly.

The scorched wood in his hand seemed to be getting hotter and hotter, so hot that he couldn't hold it, and the burning passion that seemed to be in full swing slammed into his heart, making him muster up the courage to open the conversation, and make the lovesickness that had lingered in his heart for two or three years poured out!

"What others see is that you are the queen of heaven, one person is above ten thousand people, but they can't see that you drink heavily every day for him, and you are sad every night!

Ah Mo, a girl like you, that should be held in the palm of your hand, coaxed hard, it doesn't hurt! What if he is the Emperor of Heaven, if he is the Emperor of Heaven, he can be so ignorant of what to do, can he leave you in Chen'an Palace and ignore you!

Ah Mo, how long do you have to wait for him? Have you ever thought about what you will do if he never comes back? Will your youth be buried in this Nine Heavens?

If he doesn't know how to cherish you......

Mo, shouldn't you...... You should raise your head and see that there is actually another person in this world, and he ...... He's been waiting for you. ”

Ah Mo obediently raised his head and saw Canaan's burning gaze.

"Master, do you like me?" Mo suddenly smiled.