I heard that Su Muxiao, the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion in the capital, likes monks, so many people gave up the idea of becoming a monk, and none of them wanted to have anything to do with Su Muxiao.

Su Mu Xiaogui is the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and in the hearts of the world, she should be a virtuous, decent, gentle and lovely woman, but the real her is like a demon.

Although she doesn't kill people and set fires, she doesn't rob people's men, but her deeds can't be told for three days and three nights, so when she was in time, no one came to the door to propose marriage.

At this time, Su Muxiao was lying on a rattan chair, holding a peach in her hand, basking in the sun in an extremely unsightly posture, she was eating peaches while spitting the skin on the peaches, so unhappy.

"Miss, you are the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, can you pay attention to the ......" The maid next to her Red Peach kindly persuaded her, but someone just couldn't listen.

Su Muxiao shook her legs, looked at her obliquely, and said with a smile: "Red hearts, do you want to eat a peach too?" These peaches are big and sweet, but they are delicious. ”

As she spoke, she forced a peach to the red heart, and the red heart thought that it was not good, and the next moment she saw Su Muxiao running away, saving the waist of the visitor, crying with a handful of snot and tears.

"Father, you have to be the master of your daughter, Hearts are bullying me again, and you are taking my peaches!" She pointed to the red heart that was already at a loss, and rubbed it on his dark brocade robe with the hand that had just held the peach juice left behind by the peach.

Hearts chuckled in her heart, she hurriedly put the peach back on the plate, and almost shouted that she was wronged!

"Prime Minister, it's Miss She'......"

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Prime Minister Su Jin Xiu, who rubbed Su Muxiao's head fiercely, gritting his teeth with hatred, "You are bullying hearts again." ”

Su Muxiao pursed her mouth, she sat back on the rattan chair, picked up the peach and continued to nibble.

Su Jin Xiu came to Su Muxiao's side and sighed softly, "I'm afraid you haven't forgotten, what day is today?" ”

She was slightly stunned, thought for a long time, and then remembered what day it was, she put on her shoes in a panic, stopped eating peaches, wiped her hands dipped in peach juice on her body of hearts, ran to the dresser and cut her hair, and then picked up all the makeup utensils on the table and ran out.

"Father, don't wait for me for dinner! Go with hearts! If you slow down, you won't be able to catch up! Hurry up and prepare the carriage! Do you want us to run?! ”

Su Jin Xiu smiled, and the little officials beside him couldn't help but sigh: "Only that person can lower Miss." ”

Su Jin Xiu walked out, and said as he walked: "After all, one thing descends to one thing, if that person can make Mu Mu get rid of her bad habits, then the appearance will support her choice." ”

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It is true that Su Muxiao likes monks, but she only likes a little monk, she fell in love with him when she first went to the temple, and since then, she has been pestering him every day, and she is not tired.

Today is sunny, and today is the birthday of that little monk!

Su Muxiao hurriedly stuffed the makeup tools into the hands of hearts, "Hurry up, help me draw a good-looking makeup, the kind that makes the little monk's eyes shine!" ”

Her eyes are as bright as stars at night, if it weren't for Su Muxiao's mischievous and mischievous nature, otherwise, with her lovely face and petite and delicate body, it was only a matter of time before the threshold of the Prime Minister's Mansion was flattened.

Red Hearts sighed silently, her young lady is good at everything, she just likes to play tricks on people, but in front of the little monk, she is decent.

The temple soon arrived, Su Muxiao stepped out of the carriage with the support of red hearts, she held her face high, and climbed the stairs step by step, causing everyone to turn back.

Su Muxiao has a round face and a petite body, if she didn't know that she was already in time, I am afraid that many people would think that she was only ten years old.

She was dressed in a red brocade dress, but her skin was snow-white, her waist seemed to be in her hands, and the hosta on her head made a crisp sound with her steps.

"Little monk!"

Seeing the little monk sweeping the floor, she lifted her skirt and ran towards him.

The little monk was already fifteen years old, one year older than her. And the little monk has handsome eyebrows and eyes, extremely good-looking facial features, a clear face with clear water chestnuts, and slender fingers, the only drawback is that he has no hair!

But Su Muxiao thinks that if you are handsome, even if you don't have hair, you are a beautiful man!

Although today is the birthday of the little monk, the work that the little monk should do still has to be done, and they are only birthdays, but she swore that she would spend every birthday with him.

The little monk raised his eyes and saw a beautiful red figure, and when he was slightly stunned, she had already pounced on the little monk.

"Little monk, I'm here, do you welcome me?" She smiled, very bright and moving.

The little monk lost his mind for a while, and then hurriedly pushed Su Muxiao away, bent down slightly with both hands, "Amitabha, the female benefactor is here again, are you here to worship the Buddha today?" If you want to worship the Buddha, please go there. ”

He pointed to a temple, and Su Muxiao crossed his waist, "Call me Mumu!" And don't you know that I'm here? Today is your birthday, look at what gift I bought you. ”

Saying that, she wanted to take the little monk's hand, but was dodged by the little monk, "Female donor, your gifts are given every year, and even if you don't accept you, you will do everything possible to force it on me." Your heart has arrived, so forget about the gift or something. ”

He lowered his eyes.

It's the usual way of refusal, but who is she Su Muxiao? Even if there is a big setback, she can't give up!

"Little monk, you can accept it, I picked the old man for a long time, and so many people looked at the two of us, the impact is not good, don't you say?"

Su Muxiao blinked, her red lips hooked wickedly, and her chin picked up.

The little monk's cheeks were stained with an unnatural flush, he took half a step back, picked up his broom and ran without saying a word.

Su Muxiao was slightly stunned, she lifted the skirt and followed.

"What do you see? Worship your Buddha! If you disturb this girl, you will feel good! Su Muxiao showed a vicious look, which really frightened them.

Su Muxiao looked at the little monk running in front of her, and gasped slightly, "Little monk, you run slower!" You haven't seen the gift yet! ”

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In the early spring of March, Jiang Bingguo's mountains and rivers were broken and the country was broken. The royal disciples of the dynasty died, those who escaped, and those who couldn't escape were taken captive by the enemy country to be servants.

None of the Prime Minister's Mansion was spared, and the huge mansion was full of flames.

If you want to say that Jiang Bingguo is still intact, it is the temple.

The little monk stood under the peach blossom tree, and on the table in front of him was an unopened box, all of which had the same sentence written on it: Little monk, wait for you to marry me!

The peach blossom tree was planted by her, she likes the appearance of the peach blossom, likes its fragrance, and she also said: The flower language of the peach blossom is a captive of love. I'm captured by you! So when are you going to marry me?

She will never be able to do without the words 'marry me', and this is what she says.

In fact, he also likes her, since the first time they met, but the monk and the young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, these two identities are not the right household, and they can't be together at all.

But now, Jiang Bingguo is broken, the prime minister's mansion is defeated, if she is still alive, he will definitely marry her.

The peach blossoms fell on his shoulders, and he looked into the distance with a pair of peach blossom eyes, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his handsome face was distinct, but he exuded loneliness.

"Little monk, you can come and marry me!"

He was slightly stunned, and slowly turned to the place where the voice came from, and suddenly, he evoked a good-looking smile, low and gentle, with a seductive voice, "Okay, I'll marry you." ”