Mengqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't feel a little sour in his heart, for some reason.

Xiao Yiting sent her to the side gate of Laihong Temple, and Meng jumped off the carriage and walked in without looking back.

"If there is anything, you can ask the old butler of Youlan Yuan to find me, or let the eagle deliver the letter."

The voice of his confession came from behind, and Meng Qing was angry, and he didn't want to answer, but he asked unexpectedly: "You want to go far away?" ”

"Hmm." The dark eyes stared at her for a moment, and Wei Ran turned around.

There was a creaking sound from the carriage, and Mengqing's heart was a little troubled, maybe one and two wide were the best way.

Yi Mo had already come back from Youlan Garden, and when she came back, she hurriedly greeted her: "Niangniang, the third prince has sent a letter, saying that the purple clay pot you made was bought by several wealthy businessmen at a high price, and said that they want to sell as much as they want, and they want to get it and don't go over to sell." ”

The opening of sales is undoubtedly the best news for Mengqing, but this is not a palace, and she can't build a kiln in someone's temple.

I went back to the other courtyard with a stomach full of thoughts, and my stomach gurgled twice, and then I remembered that I was called away by Xiao Yiting early in the morning and didn't even eat a meal, and I was angry.

Just thinking about it, a fragrance wafted from afar, and Meng Qing felt that he must have been born by a dog in his previous life, otherwise why would his nose always be so good.

Yi Mo had already come back from Youlan Garden, and when she heard the movement from the corner gate, she greeted her, thinking that Niangniang would come to her, but she didn't want to go in the direction of Fuxi Gongzi along the bamboo forest again.

"Niangniang, aren't you going back?"

Meng paused lightly and looked at Yimo: "Is there meat in our yard?" ”

Yimo shook his head, this is the temple, how can they have meat.

Mengqing walked towards Shangguan Xi's courtyard without hesitation, based on experience, today he made roast chicken, strange, he is a person who practices in the temple so openly and openly cooks meat dishes, and the abbot doesn't take care of it?

When I turned around, I saw the man in the hood busy by the fire.

"The sun is fine right now, why are you wearing a hat?" Dream light wanted to stretch out his hand, not wanting to be dodged by him.

"I don't like the sun." He replied, his light voice like a spring in the mountains, pleasant to the ear.

What a strange man, Dream gestured to his busy chicken.

"For you."

Mengqing's eyes suddenly glowed with wolf light, and there was meat to eat.

Yimo is also hungry, but Niangniang, let's eat like this, okay?

Shangguan Xi cut the chicken into small pieces so that it was easy to nibble on before handing it to her.

Mengqing reached out to pick it up, but accidentally, the fingertips of the two touched together, probably a little embarrassed, and they were slightly stunned before moving away.

For the two meals, Shangguan Xi just watched them eat, and he himself didn't move at all, which made Mengqing a little strange: "Do you want to quit meat?" You can't have killed this chicken, right? ”

"Well, I don't quit, I just don't eat it."

Mengqing was a little speechless, but she was a little cheeky, "Master Fuxi, aren't you a monk?" ”

"I have hair."

To put it simply, Meng Qing wanted to say that she was not blind, but the question was: "Why is your hair that color?" "Even the pupils are, and normal people's skin color and eyes should not be this color.

She couldn't help but think of the scene she had seen in the illusion again, and it was also such an ice-blue dress, was there any connection between the two?

Shangguan Xi only said: "It's the will of heaven." ”

"Don't practice your current internal strength and mental method, it's easy to go crazy." With that, he got up and walked towards the bamboo hut.

Mengqing almost choked to death with chicken and went crazy? She has only practiced for 20%, could it be that Xiao Yiting deceived her? But this is impossible, how can the person who was born and died for himself be biased towards himself.

It was Shangguan Xi's fluttering voice in his ears again: "Don't think about it, it's just that refining extraordinary spiritual power requires special exercises to be effective." ”

Dream was gnawing on a mouth full of oil, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked over, as if he had discovered the Atlantic Ocean: "What do you mean...... Do you have a way to cultivate? ”

Under the hood, he let out an affirmative "um".

However, the doubts in Mengqing's heart deepened, "For no reason, why are you so good to me?" I'm an abandoned queen now, and I can't do anything. ”

"Isn't it still possible to make pots?"

Through the veil, she seemed to sense him laughing, licked her fingers, and asked softly, "What do you want from me?" ”

The hood tilted slightly, his head drooped, and a faint sigh came from under the veil.

After a while, he only said: "We will know later." ”

Mengqing doesn't like to do this kind of transaction with no unknown purpose, and it is very likely that he will be killed like this without knowing it.

"I'm sorry, but I don't like to owe people anything, and I don't like to make bottomless deals." As a result, Yimo handed her handkerchief wiped the oil on her lips, and she said: "I will invite you back for these two meals, and in the future, I will not bother to prepare it anymore." ”

After saying that, she could still cheekily stuff the remaining chicken thigh on the table into her mouth, "You're not, I can't waste it, can I?" ”

"Doesn't the queen still want a kiln to make pottery?"

Meng Qing's heart was shocked again, how could he even know this? "Thank you for your lunch, I think I'll go back first." Pull on Emo quickly disappeared into his yard.

"Niangniang, slow down, the slaves and maids can't keep up." Yi Mo almost stepped on her skirt.

Entering the courtyard, Meng Qing suddenly turned around and looked at Yi Mo seriously: "Have you betrayed me?" ”

Such a topic has not been mentioned for a long time, and Yimo is a little hurt: "Niangniang, are you suspicious of the slave?" ”

Mengqing is so light that she shouldn't think like this, Yimo has never been sorry for her along the way, but why can Fuxi Gongzi even know what she thinks?

Yimo saw that she was sometimes puzzled, sometimes sighed, and suddenly understood: "Did Niangniang forget something?" ”

What the? Dream looked at her lightly.

"Fuxi Gongzi also spied on people's hearts and can break the ability of the past life and the future, so Fuxi Gongzi is known as the reincarnation of the spirit child, although he is practicing in Laihong Temple, but he is not a monk in Laihong Temple."

"Is anyone really capable of doing that? It's horrible. "In this way, didn't all those things in her previous life be known by this person?

"Of course, but Fu Xi Gongzi easily walked to show others, thinking that it would consume his aura after seeing it, and he would have to rest for a long time every time to recover."

The next day, the smell of food still rose in the backyard, and Meng Qing locked himself firmly in the room, preventing his uncompetitive stomach from being attracted by the food made by that person.

She firmly believes in one principle, and that is not to take advantage of it.

Shangguan Xi sat under the umbrella, looked at the pot of beef soup and smiled bitterly, it seemed that she would not take the initiative to come to the door again.

After struggling for a long time, he finally went to her with the prepared food.

Meng Qing is gnawing on the green vegetables on the plate at the moment, and the skill of cooking with foam is actually not bad, but the mother's noble stomach can only hold meat, and it is not fat.

A breeze blew, the hem of Shangguan Xi's clothes fluttered with the wind, and the food box in his hand was even more fragrant.

"Master Fuxi, there is a difference between men and women, please have some ideas in the future."

Shangguan Xi stopped and simply asked Yimo to hand over the food box.

"Niangniang listened to what was said while eating, and the reason why I helped Niangniang was because I needed Niangniang's help with something in the future, and it was also a pot, named ...... Mukden! ”

Dream twitched her eyelids: "It's Fengtian again!" Mukden pot? ”

There are modern times, there are ancient times, what kind of secrets are hidden in this Fengtian pot, everyone mentioned it to her.

"By the way, how could the Fire Clan be? What does it have to do with refining? Meng asked lightly, and she sounded the words of the Queen Mother.

"The Fire Clan is a branch of the Fengtian Dynasty, and it has special abilities, but unfortunately, except for some traitors inside, the Fire Clan has become divided, and now I am afraid that there are few people alive." He looked up and looked at the sky under the umbrella.

It's late autumn now, and this man is still holding an umbrella, which is neither sheltered from the rain nor bright light, which is really idle.

"In other words, the Fire Clan has nothing to do with me, the Red Refining?"

"There are some, because of the red refining, which is a Fengtian thing." When he finished speaking, he stood there quietly waiting for the dream to end.

Meng Qing was really embarrassed to give an eviction order, but he really didn't leave, but thinking that he could help him practice martial arts, it was false to say that he was not tempted.

"You want me to make a fake Fengtian?" It was the only thing she could think of.

Shangguan Xi just smiled faintly and didn't say anything, "If Niangniang finishes eating, can you come with me?" ”

Thinking of the trip with Xiao Yiting yesterday, Meng Qing felt a little furious in her heart, and she was really a little scared.

What Shangguan Xi took her to was an abandoned fire kiln, at least the size of three houses, which definitely made Mengqing feel liked.

"Niangniang thinks it's good to burn your purple clay pot here?"

Dream light machinery nodded, the person circled around the kiln, dozens of times larger than the one she built in the cold palace, if there are many craftsmen, mass production can produce a lot of things out of the kiln at one time.

And now she is only pursuing quality and not quantity, otherwise her brand will be established in vain.

"Thank you." Anyway, Shangguan Xi is attentive.

When he went back, Qingqing took out a cloth bag from his ruins, which were all the stones that Meng Qing found in the cave, as long as these were polished and stale for a while, this was the best green clay pot.

She asked her brother to help buy a tea garden, planning to make some high-end tea for self-production and self-sale, although the tea of this era tasted good, but it was far worse than the ones she drank in modern times in her previous life.

"Mother, are you too busy to do so much?" Yimo stood aside and watched her write and draw, a woman should be behind a man's back to teach her husband and children, how have you ever seen a person like Niangniang.

"Yimo, it's more convenient for you to go out as well, give this book to my brother, remember to hand it over to him yourself."

Yi Mo's heart beat faster while holding the notebook, "Niangniang, you ...... Will you let me go? ”

"Yes, if you don't let you go, will I go by myself?" She is here to pray for the queen mother and chant scriptures, if she is caught by the people in the palace, she will definitely make a big fuss.