Chapter 22: Portrait of the Last National Teacher

Qianming put down the little milk bag halfway, raised his hand and took the little milk bag wrist, walked to a place in the temple where there were mountains and rivers, and sat down.

The little milk bag looked at the little monk who came here to fetch water, and her eyes were shining: "Brother, this little monk seems to know martial arts~"

Qian Ming glanced at the appearance of the little monk who was holding a flat pole with one hand and stepping on the stone on the water after fetching water, his eyes turned to the white side face of the little milk bag carved in powder and jade, and his expression was indifferent: "Not to mention the little monk in this temple, even the kitchen man, there are few who don't know martial arts, which is not surprising." ”

It is precisely because Lin Yan Temple has a lot of relationship with the previous national teacher, and the people in the temple basically know martial arts, and most of these former monks and monks, before becoming monks, are the children of nobles, and even some are ministers who came here to become monks after entering the court for a long time, and because of this, the ministers who stood on the side of the little emperor did not dare to act rashly against Lin Yan Temple.

Thinking of this, Qian Ming's eyes darkened, and in the next moment, he stretched out a slender hand and pinched the little face carved in pink.

Xiao Milk Bag turned her head and raised her hand to cover her little face with snow-white skin, and her voice was soft: "Brother, Crispy doesn't like to be pinched at all, brother, don't have a next time, otherwise Crispy will be angry." ”

…

In the Thousand Generals' Mansion.

Lou Yuanchen, who was dressed in white, looked at Qianyue, who had been rescued for a few days, he squinted, and in the next moment, he turned his head to look at Shen Yunhe and said, "In the end, this bit of luck is gone, and Qianyue will not have a second life in the future, and you don't have to be nice to her on the surface." ”

Chizuki closed her eyes, and she fell asleep like a vegetative person for a few days.

Shen Yunhe frowned and said, "What about now, do you still care about her?" ”

Lou Yuanchen looked at Qianyue's pale face, he frowned slightly: "When she wakes up, don't care about her anymore, save everything, no matter what, let her know that she owes you a favor." ”

*

In a carriage at the entrance of the Lin Yan Temple.

Xiao Nanbao looked at Qianming, and her eyes were shining: "Brother, Su Su wants to come to Lin Yan Temple to practice as a nun and learn martial arts in two days." ”

Someone who was about to drink tea with a teacup, hearing the words of the little milk bag, he glanced at the eyes of the little milk bag, looked down at the teacup, and said in a light tone: "Another day, I will invite you a master in martial arts, let him teach you martial arts, as for Lin Yan Temple to be a nun," said, Qian Ming raised his eyes to look at the little milk bag Xingyan, and sneered: "It is impossible to be a nun, you have never had the opportunity to be a nun in your life." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Nibao looked at Qianming's indifferent eyes with watery eyes, she twitched her nose slightly, and her milk voice choked with a cry: "However, the nuns in Lin Yan Temple look good at light work." ”

It turned out that I wanted to be a nun because of light work......

Thinking of this, Qian Ming looked at the pair of watery apricot eyes of the little milk bag, and was looking at his appearance, he frowned and said: "Then find you a master with excellent light skills to teach you, in short, you have no chance to be a nun." "He is such a little rabbit, if the little rabbit really comes to become a nun in two days, then he will come to accompany the little rabbit to be a monk.

As soon as the little milk bag heard Qianming's words, she raised her little hand and hugged Qianming, the corners of her mouth hooked up a smile, and she said softly: "Then thank you brother, my brother is the best for Crispy, and Crispy likes my brother the most~"

Lu Ci looked at the little milk bag hugging Qianming, and he said in a cold tone: "Don't you all treat me as a person?" He sat in the carriage for a while, but he didn't see them greet him, but they didn't seem to have him around.

Qian Ming listened to this, looked at Lu Ci with gloomy eyes, at this moment, the two little hands of the little milk bag let go of Qian Ming, and the next moment, the little milk bag hugged Qian Ming's arm, blinking and blinking apricot eyes, soft and cute eyes stared at Qian Ming, her voice was soft and obedient: "Brother, Su Su wants to wait back to eat meals, that's the kind of meal that my brother made by himself." ”

Qianming, this guy can also cook?

Lu Ci looked at Qian Ming in surprise, and he thought to himself: What this guy made must be difficult to swallow.

Qian Ming caught a glimpse of Lu Ci's surprised appearance, he didn't care, lowered his eyes and looked at the soft and cute eyes of the little milk bag, he pursed his lips slightly, and the next second, he said, "Well, go back and cook a meal for you." ”

When the little milk bag heard her brother's reply, her eyes looked straight at the face of a thousand peachies.

She stretched out her two small hands and was about to pinch her face, when suddenly, Lu Ci spoke.

"You really think I'm air." Lu Ci said in a complaining tone.

Hearing this, Xiao Nibao turned her head to look at Lu Ci's eyes, she pursed her small mouth, and said impatiently: "Brother Lu, you are so noisy." ”

Lu Ci: "......"

*

Inside the Rin-hate Temple.

The eldest princess changed into men's clothes, and he knelt on the mat, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

In the next moment, the monk who was seen by the little milk bag to pick up the flat burden appeared in front of the eldest princess, he looked at the eldest princess's face Even if she was dressed as a man, but her eyebrows and eyes were still beautiful like a girl, he thought that the appearance of Her Royal Highness the eldest princess was like the little prince he saw today, and he didn't look like a man.

Thinking of this, he said out loud: "Princess, my subordinates have found out where the portrait of the previous national teacher is, but my subordinates can't get close to it at present." ”

The eldest princess raised her fingers dyed with red cardamom, took out a token in her coat pocket, and threw it in front of the monk, who lowered her body and picked it up, looking at the cardamom of the eldest princess, he pursed his lips and said, "Princess, you forgot to remove the cardamom." ”

Hearing this, the eldest princess looked down at her cardamom-stained hands, he was silent for a while, and said, "Well, I know, you can go." ”

*

Back to Fuchu.

The little milk bag followed Qianming to the kitchen, she watched Qianming start chopping vegetables, and her eyes were bright and the corners of her mouth were curved.

At this moment, she heard the voice of Qianyue's fiancΓ©, she turned her eyes to look at Qianyue's fiancΓ© picking vegetables, she raised her feet sideways and walked to Qianyue's fiancΓ©, she squatted down, supported her chin with two small hands, her eyes stared at Qianyue's fiancΓ©'s face, and she said softly: "Why are you changing places to work now?" ”

Before he could hear Qianyue's fiancΓ© answer him, he was suddenly grabbed by Qianming's collar, carried outside, threw her out, and closed the kitchen door with his backhand.

With a plop, the little milk bag sat in front of the kitchen door, she watched the kitchen door being ruthlessly closed, her eyes were pitiful, her small mouth was aggrieved, and the next moment, the little milk bag wowed and cried.

Her eyes were red and she was crying, and it didn't take long for her body to tremble slightly.

After a while, Qian Ming pushed open the door, and saw the little milk bag looking up at his appearance with tears in his eyes, he grinded his teeth slightly, and said, "If you cry again, you won't have dinner." ”

Hearing this, the little milk bag stood up angrily, she pinched her small waist, her voice was soft, the milk was fierce, and the cute and soft made people want to hug.

"Hmph, then if you murder me again, I'll go to the third sister for dinner, and let you cook for nothing."

Third sister?

Qian Ming was stunned for a moment, he frowned, and said, "In the future, I will have less contact with her, go to her for dinner, and don't even think about it." ”

The little milk bag snorted, turned around and kicked a fallen leaf on the ground, she said angrily: "Brother is so ugly, looking at my brother's face for a while is uncomfortable, Crispy has to go back to rest, don't look at this bad-tempered, ugly brother." ”

After saying that, the little milk bag lifted his calf and ran.

Qian Ming looked at the appearance of the little rabbit running away, and suddenly, he laughed in a low voice: "I'm ugly, I'm bad-tempered," Speaking of this, his eyes were gloomy and he grinded his teeth slightly.

When the little rabbit resists a beating, he may make the little rabbit's childhood more complete.

*

Return to the bedroom of the Thousand Shadows.

As soon as the little milk bag was about to climb on the couch to sleep, he saw the dark one jumping down from the eaves of the house, and the dark one was looking at the little milk bag with a paralyzed face at the moment.

The little milk bag looked at the dark one, and she said out loud: "Brother Dark Guard, what's the matter with you?" ”

Dark One: "Little master, I have found out the location and other evidence of the transactions behind those people." ”

When the little milk bag heard this, he smiled instantly, and the next moment, the little milk bag said with a smile: "Submit it, let you check the nearby places where you can spread information widely, have you also found it?" ”

Dark One: "Found it." ”

*

After Qian Ming and Xiao Milk Bao had dinner, Xiao Milk Bao was pulled by Qian Ming and started to play chess, Xiao Milk Bao had a bitter face, and her voice was soft: "Brother, Crispy really can't play chess." She wanted to go out to find the third sister, but the third sister's medicine was broken again, and if she hadn't sent the medicine, the third sister would have become even more ill.

Qian Ming didn't say a word, and continued to play chess with the little milk bag's hand, half a cup of tea time passed, and the little milk bag was almost annoyed, she didn't like to play chess at all.

"Did you learn?" Qian Ming bowed his head slightly and whispered to the little milk bag.

Xiao Nibao's tone was perfunctory: "Well, I've learned to play chess, and I've learned well." ”

When Qian Ming heard this, his face sank.

"You're perfunctory to me."

The little milk puffed up and said, "No." ”

Qian Ming was silent, silently staring at the side face of the little milk bag, for a moment, he stretched out his hand and pinched the neck of the little milk bag, he looked at the little milk bag dangerously, the little milk bag turned her head slightly, looking at the culprit who pinched her neck, she frowned: "Brother, the neck is uncomfortable." ”

Qian Ming narrowed his eyes, and his tone was gloomy: "I see that you are tired and crooked, and you actually perfunctory me." ”

Little Milk Bag Heart: How do you feel that the direction of things is a little strange.

Thinking of this, the little milk bag looked down at the one who pinched her neck, the one that seemed to be white and had distinct bones, like a woman's slender fingers that did not touch the spring water, she sniffed slightly, and the next moment, she raised her eyes and looked at Qianming with red eyes: "Brother is going to shark crispy?" ”

He just pinched his neck gently, and before he could pinch it hard, the little rabbit was crying.

Qian Jing thought about this, and said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Yes, I want to shark you." ”

The little milk bag was stunned when he heard this, and Qian Ming saw the stunned appearance of the little milk bag, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked a touch of arc.

In a moment, the warm tears of the little milk bag, brushed it, fell to the back of his hand, which was holding the neck of the little milk bag.

For some reason, Qianming suddenly felt that these tears were a little hot.