In the next few days, the cultivators cultivated in the garden, and when they had nothing to do, they conceived the production plan of the hairpin, drew the pattern, and knocked it on.

Song Qinghuan went to the quicksand river to look for it several times, but he couldn't find anything, so he could only give up. Fortunately, Xia Zun had no time to patronize, so the matter was put on hold for the time being.

Mo said that Xiazun was busy, except for the children who came to listen to the school, the rest of the people were very busy. Just because Su Qianqian disappeared in the quicksand river, everyone thought that she had suffered a misfortune, and the position of the princess of Shang could not be vacant, and the palace had already issued an edict to choose an auspicious day, so the Qinmen could only endure the mourning, temporarily abandon the mourning and funeral matters and take the lead in preparing for the great ceremony.

In this way, according to the order of the streamer secret realm trial, Luo Fangrui replaced Su Qianqian and became a quasi-princess.

After nearly half a month of vigorous preparation, Xiu Ling's injuries were healed and he was able to move freely. On this day, taking advantage of the fact that Xia Zun led his disciples to the neighboring Luoyan City to pick up the wild geese used to dance in the concubine ceremony, he went to the quicksand river to find a step.

It was still a withered riverbed, the desert was windy and sandy, and seeing the whirlwind running around in circles rolling the sand, the spiritual cultivator was already half cold in his heart. Looking for a needle in such a haystack, even if Qin Zun comes in person, I am afraid that he will have to exert the power of turning the river and the sea.

Holding the wheal, the spiritual cultivator takes the spring as the center of the circle, casually turns up the sand on the ground, turns around inch by inch, and walks in the circle. When I was deflated, I only heard someone laugh and say, "I saw you go around and around dozens of times, and finally you still fainted, right?" ”

Xiu Ling listened to this voice and was vigilant, and looked up to see Luo Fangrui Yuqin coming down, fluttering down beside her, obliquely holding Hua Yinqin, graceful and delicate like a flower, wearing a thin shirt, showing crisp arms, and becoming more and more gorgeous in the sun.

"What are you looking for?" Luo Fangrui said.

Xiu Ling didn't know if she was involved in the quicksand river case, so she bowed her head coldly, "I came here with Senior Sister Su before, and I lost a step in the scuffle. ”

Maybe it was because of Su Qianqian's mention, Luo Fangrui gradually lost her smile, and said to herself: "It's a good thing that she is hiding now." In the words, there was a little envy. Suddenly, he asked, "Who gave you that thing you lost?" ”

Xiu Ling was stunned for a moment, because he didn't know what he meant by asking, he said no, he didn't say no, he could only lower his eyes and say, "It's a friend......

Halfway through the words, Luo Fangrui smiled and shook her hand, "And tell me if it's from Luoxiaqin's door." ”

If you want to say what kind of Fengyue character she is, and she is the senior sister of Luoxia Qinmen, she can be said to be meticulous in her understanding of human feelings, but she saw that Xiu Ling lowered her head and rubbed her sleeves twice, and she knew what was going on.

Seeing her smiling like a peach blossom like no one else, Xiu Ling only said nothing.

"Since it's a gift from someone in my door, that's the best. I'll teach you a trick, and in the future, you just have to throw away what he gave you, and you won't be afraid that you won't find it. As he spoke, he played a song for her to write down, and then he taught the secret and tipped it carefully.

Luo Fangrui said carefully: "Luo Xia asks the qin, not only to ask about people, but also about things. You play it according to the score, and at the same time you inject your emotions into the music, the person who gave it to you, and the things that have to do with it, so that it will come out on its own without looking for it. Don't believe it, you'll find out for yourself later. ”

After that, she said with a straight face: "Senior Sister Su's fall is all planned by the King of Shang, and I don't know about it. As for attacking her in the secret realm, it was also a last resort. I didn't kill it, but I just made a show for others, and it was up to my sister to judge whether she believed it or not. ”

Xiu Ling relieved his doubts, and then asked reassuringly, "Why did Senior Sister come?" ”

Luo Fangrui was gloomy, "I will enter the palace in a few days, according to the convention, those who enter Beijing from the Qinmen as concubines and female officials can take a handful of quicksand from the spring to talk about it, and I am here to take the sand." There's another thing I want to give to you sisters—"

As he spoke, he took out a finger-long incense tube from his arms, "This is the incense I made, originally called Qinghuan incense, because of the princess's name, changed to worry-free incense, smelling it can make people retrace the most pleasant moment of time, and as a parting gift." ”

Xiu Ling took it, thinking that she was ordered by Song Liancheng to enter the palace this time, and she had to carry Miao Chunguo alone to save the precarious Jiangshan Sheji, I don't know how many difficulties, or perhaps, she is the next kind of Ling'er, and she suddenly felt sad in her heart.

She said: "Most ordinary women in the world have no ambitions, they just want to live in peace. It is rare for the senior sister to have such a family and country feelings, and she is willing to sacrifice for the world, she is really a heroine among women, but the road is difficult and dangerous, and I hope to cherish it again and again! ”

When Luo Fangrui heard this, she smiled helplessly, bowed her head, and turned around and walked towards the spring.

The long wind and sand obscured her figure, and after a long time, the cultivator saw a small person squatting in the distance, holding up a pile of yellow sand from the spring.

It wasn't until she left completely that Xiu Ling summoned the Lingxi Qin and played the song "Asking Love" of Luoxiaqin.

With lingering intentions in my heart, the tune came out tactfully, and the sound of the piano was like a thousand turns of love, and the people who stroked the piano couldn't help but be intoxicated.

The white clouds slowly covered the scorching sun, the breeze slowly blew away the yellow sand, the surrounding air condensed, time stagnated, and everything was silent. After a while, a slight sound came from one place, like a phoenix trembling, and it was searched, and it was indeed it!

Xiu Ling only thought that Luo Fangrui passed on her "Asking Love" because of the Bu Shao Department Xia Zun gave her, but she never thought about how the good Luoxia inner door stunt could be passed on to her so lightly?

On the sand, Gongsun Changqin smiled and sneered: "It's really easy to deceive." "My face was full of spring breeze.

***

At the Luoxia Qinmen, Xiu Ling put aside the hairpin making for the time being, and hurriedly skewered the crow feather Yingluo to give it to Luo Fangrui as a return gift.

But this time he was discovered by Song Qinghuan again, and joked again: "It turns out that Ling'er is also a person who covets beauty, and Luoxia and the two beauties have given one share, but this princess does not, so it can be seen that I am not a beauty in your eyes." ”

Xiu Ling grinned, and did not flatter, opened the drawer, and gave her Qinghuan incense, "These jewelry are just some mundane things, but this thing is rare, take it." ”

Song Qinghuan took it, and saw that it was just a small and simple incense tube, and when he opened it, there was only one incense inside, and there was no smell when he smelled it, and he snorted: "Just send me away like this?" ”

The cultivator only smiled and continued his work.

Seeing her smile mysteriously, Song Qinghuan put away the incense tube in disbelief and said, "It's not rare, just try it." So he went back to his room and burned incense. About half an hour later, she rushed into the door next door and asked, "What kind of incense is this?" ”

Xiu Ling was concentrating on doing handicrafts, listening to her call, bluffed, looked up, only to see the princess's starry eyes, fragrant cheeks with red, broken hair slightly swaying, all half happy and half ashamed.

She recalled what Luo Fangrui said, thinking that she was boundless and charming on weekdays, and her heart suddenly chuckled: Could that fragrance be ......

Coughing twice, he asked carefully, "What's wrong?" ”

Song Qinghuan said shyly: "I...... I see you, big brother. ”

“…… Mu Bei Ci? ”

Song Qinghuan nodded, as if he was still immersed in a pleasant emotion, and sat down beside Xiu Lingze, pestering her unsatisfied, "It's okay to tell you, but this matter can only be known to you." Without waiting for an agreement, he had already spoken to himself.

The beginning of the love was a royal hunt. In order to chase a three-winged golden-eyed leopard, Song Qinghuan strayed into a dense forest full of poisonous miasma, and almost turned it into a meal. When she woke up from her injury, she saw her benefactor stroking the piano on the ground, injecting wisps of life-filled wood spirit into her wounds. That person is Mu Beici, the senior brother of Fuxi Qinmen.

Just as the incense was burned, she entered the incense realm, and relived a past story of his careful healing for her.

How hard to imagine this situation?

Mu Bei Ci Jing is good at the art of dividing the yellow, and he is a jade gentleman with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, Su Ri is careful and considerate, thinking that he sits upright and strokes the qin, he must be like a handsome Bodhisattva carved in pink and jade; Then it is to take the pulse and feed the medicine, gently urging and inducing, it is like a spring breeze and drizzle, and it moistens the heart of the girl's flowers, which must be a common thing.

"It's just that he doesn't seem to like talking much...... Is he like that on a daily basis? ”

Xiu Ling sneered, she knew that Mu Beici liked to be verbose on weekdays, but she was reserved and conservative in front of outsiders, and she was used to following the rules, so she excused him and said: "Fuxi's rules are strict, and senior brother always dare not offend because you are a princess." ”

Song Qinghuan suddenly wanted to ask something, but he heard a disciple outside the door report: "Miss Liu, there is a swordsman named Duyou looking for you outside the door." Suddenly, he snorted coldly, "I'm here to ask for news again." He replied and walked out.