She hurriedly took back the hidden weapon in her hand, and she could probably guess the content of the dark line, which was nothing more than the king of Xiaoyao returning to Beijing to be on guard.

King Xiaoyao, the third brother of the emperor's brother-in-law, Huangfu Qian, loves to wear white clothes, and there is a way that Mo Shang's son is as gentle as jade, a standard male duo, and he had affection for the eldest sister in his early years, but he had no intention of falling into the flowers.

The battle for the throne failed and the love field was frustrated, so he saw through the red dust and then escaped into the empty door, no, he went to Baiyunguan to become a monk.

Huangfu Qian smiled slightly, put away the folding fan in his hand and bowed his head, "Queen Mother, don't come unharmed." ”

Feng Qianxi skillfully held the shelf and asked: "King Xiaoyao didn't go to the emperor to report when he returned to Beijing, why did he come to mourn the family and become a gentleman on the beam, what happened?" ”

"Those are all from the past, the poor road is called Huaqing, and he is no longer the king of freedom." After Huang Fuqian looked up and saw the person who came, a flash of loss flashed in his eyes, and he turned to open the fan and fan the wind.

Fan the wind on a cold day, pretending to be alive. The corners of Feng Qianxi's mouth twitched, "Don't pretend, I know what kind of character you have." ”

Huangfu Qian coughed dryly: "Ahem!" Xiaoxi gives some face. ”

"Face is earned by yourself, not to mention that there are no others here, what kind of face do you give." Feng Qianxi yawned: "If it's okay, I'll take a lunch break!" "That's right, the person in front of him who pretended to be a failure is the rumored Huangfu Qian, who is as gentle as jade. Surprised, right? When she first met her, she thought that the person had collapsed. After all, who would have imagined that under the cold skin was such a sand sculpture soul! Feng Qianxi sighed again, such a personable teenager is good at everything, but he has a mouth, and he can destroy all the beauty in fantasy when he opens his mouth. Ask her about her relationship with Huang Fuqian? It's just that people with similar personalities are attracted to each other, so two people who are good at disguising themselves in front of others have become friends in private.

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Huang Fuqian was quite disgusted by Feng Qianxi's appearance, "I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still so ugly." ”

"I haven't seen you for many years, and you still like to pretend so much."

Feng Qianxi has always been talented in sentence formation, for example, for the previous sentence, it is called a neatness!

"It's not me talking about you, your eldest sister is also the number one beauty in the capital, if you don't rank second, you can't even count second, I really doubt that you two are your father's own!"

Huang Fu Ye looked Feng Qianxi up and down and pouted. Feng Qianxi really wants to give the middle finger! Boy! The mouth is so damaged after more than ten years of monkhood! But she really thought about this problem, but from the perspective of genetic inheritance, the situation of her and her eldest sister is normal.

But a good friend should still be comforted, "It's not that I said you, the autumn fan fan is not up to the level, be careful that outsiders will collapse." ”

Huangfu Qian pretended to bow his head and sob: "It's all your fault, you led me astray, if no little girl likes me, you have to be responsible!" ”

"Whew! Take charge of a hammer! Feng Qianxi sighed twice: "You are this kind of good, I really don't like it." The fan in Huangfuqian's hand knocked on the table and retorted: "What do you call me this kind of goods? This king was also the dream lover of this girl from all over the world, and many people rushed to marry me, but unfortunately I couldn't look down on it. ”

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"You are in your thirties, and the girls and children who chased you back then could play soy sauce~" Feng Qianxi deliberately dragged out the tail note very long.

"Although there were many people who liked me back then, I only liked your eldest sister!" Huang Fuqian let out a long sigh: "Obviously, the three of them grew up together, who made my eldest brother too good, I stood with my eldest brother, and your eldest sister's gaze never stayed on me." Feng Qianxi really wanted to give a thumbs up and praise: Blind student! You've found the point! After all, you are under the halo of the male protagonist, how can you be like the master!

Feng Qianxi comforted, "My eldest sister has passed away for many years, please mourn." ”

"I know." Huang Fuqian replied softly, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, and he quickly covered it up, and then shook his fan and teased: "I have to marry my eldest brother, and I have not lived up to her deep affection, otherwise how can a bad person like me be worthy of being entrusted with life with confidence." ”

But often, the more unserious the person, the deeper the affection, when you see through the "seriousness" behind his fake and improper, even jokes will be full of affection.

——The latter sentence comes from Baidu

"Why do you have to belittle yourself like that?" Feng Qianxi walked over and poured two cups of tea, one cup over: "You are a very good person, at least in my eyes." ”

"Sometimes I wonder if I would have been emotionally attracted to you if the person I met first was you." Huangfu Ye picked up the teacup and drank it all.

"Wait! Stop! Twelve years old is indeed the age when the calf first blooms, but I was only five years old when you met me! Do you have a fetish? Feng Qianxi's hand shook, and all the tea was spilled out.

"Poof!" Huang Fuqian took a sip of tea and sprayed out, and Huang Fuqian wiped the tea stains from the corners of his mouth with his hand, "You still speak so amazingly!" And, I'm just making a hypothesis! ”

"There is no such assumption, you and I know that we are not our own favorite type." Feng Qianxi took out a handkerchief and wiped the table, "Young or heartbeat, and then it ended gloomily." Huang Fuqian put down the teacup in his hand: "Our most suitable relationship is friends." ”

Speaking of this, the two of them raised their heads and smiled.

"There seems to be aura fluctuations in your room." Huang Fuqian looked in one direction and waved the fan in his hand. "What? Nimbus? Feng Qianxi looked confused, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

After a while, in Feng Qianxi's surprised gaze, the fan carried a red fruit and flew back by itself. It's messy in the wind, I'll knock! Could this really be a fantasy plane?

Huang Fuqian carefully looked at the fruit in his hand, and asked curiously: "How can the once-in-a-century pregnant fruit be in your palace?" Feng Qianxi said indifferently: "I don't know where it came from three months ago and smashed my head, I was going to eat it, but I couldn't bite it, so I left it aside and didn't care." Suddenly, Huang Fuqian pulled Feng Qianxi's hand and closed his eyes to check the pulse. Feng Qianxi asked uncertainly: "That fruit shouldn't be poisonous, right?" I'm not sick with a lamb, am I? ”

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Huang Fuqian opened his eyes and rolled up his sleeves again, "Shougong Sand is still there, as expected." Feng Qianxi was in the clouds listening from the sidelines, "Can we stop selling Guanzi!" Huangfu raised his head humbly and asked excitedly: "Donor, the poor Dao has wonderful roots and talents, do you want to double cultivate with me?" ”

"Get out!" Feng Qianxi withdrew his hand and got up and scolded with a smile: "Where did you come from! ”

Huangfu Qian hurriedly stopped people: "It's okay to cultivate alone, just take me with you when you become an immortal!" ”

"Huangfu Qian fooled me to pretend to be a little bit, my acting skills are too bad!" Feng Qianxi rolled her eyes and slapped Huangfu Qian's hand away, "I don't have time to accompany you, I'm going to take a lunch break." ”

"It's clear that Shougong Sand is still there, but somehow I'm three months pregnant, aren't you curious about the reason at all?" Huangfu asked proudly.

Feng Qianxi stopped, "Could it really be related to this fruit?" ”

"Yes." Huang Fuqian nodded. "Pregnant fruit is the common name for it in the mortal world, its real name is Tianling Fruit, it is conceived by the aura of heaven and earth, and the chosen son who was hit by it will, cough cough, pregnant in the body." Huang Fuqian touched his nose amusedly, "Like you." ”

"No, you've been talking for a long time, so let's talk about the point! What does this fruit have to do with cultivating immortals? "Feng Qianxi listened to Huangfu Qianbala for a long time, but he didn't talk about the point, and he was in a hurry!

"It is burdened with great luck, and if it is successfully born, its biological mother will be blessed by it and soar to become an immortal." Huangfu humbly bowed to Feng Qianxi: "If he has been cultivating for 12 years, if he attains the Tao one day, I hope that Xiao Xi will mention one or two points in our relationship." ”

"I don't read much, don't lie to me!" Feng Qianxi will be suspicious. "Our friendship, I lied to you!" Huangfu said sincerely.

"Cultivating immortals doesn't have to go through some qi training, foundation building, golden pill or something, how can there be this heavenly spirit fruit, all omitted?" Feng Qianxi asked.

"Think about it, if you are an ordinary person, what will happen if you are unmarried and pregnant?" Huang Fuqian asked rhetorically.

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