Inside the peach blossom ring.

There were faint traces of flower bones on the peach branches, but the lush branches and leaves were not scattered, covering the scattered pale color, and it looked like it couldn't bloom.

On the low table next to the rattan chair, there is a drawer of osmanthus cakes, and a pot of tea is warm underneath.

With the fragrance of tea and the misty green smoke, it is a little less bitter than the cloud and silver tip.

Qianwan supported her chin with one hand, and the ink darkened her cold eyes.

She held the celadon teacup, her eyebrows contemplative, but she could see that she was a little absent-minded.

After a while, she called, "Old Yue." ”

[Xiaoxian is here. 】

Qianwan's eyes swept over the lines on the osmanthus cake, slightly stunned.

This trick is still a lot of thought for the night cherry blossoms.

One day he brought paper and ink, and said that the sachet around her waist was old, and he wanted to embroider a new one for her.

"Well, you can embroider a flower."

He smiled and asked, "Ah Wan, what do you like best?" ”

Qianwan was holding a piece of osmanthus cake, and was about to answer casually, when she saw his smile, she suddenly changed her words, "Night Sakura." ”

She still remembered that the light in his phoenix eyes at that time was like a few star diamonds in the vast night sky, out of order.

But it's stunningly beautiful.

"I just like Ah Wan."

Night Sakura drew an tuberose on the paper, outlining a few broken cherry petals next to it, and he dried the ink, "Ah Wan, like this...... We can't be separated. ”

She softened her expression, "...... Well. ”

……

Qianwan clenched the teacup, she sighed, as if realizing that Yue Lao was still waiting for her words, and pursed her lips. "This god ......" was planted.

[Shenji, but do you want to see the cherry blossoms that night? When Yue Lao saw her nostalgic eyes, he had already guessed the approximation.

What's more, Shen Ji was almost controlled by the demon in that life book......

It can be seen that the mortal man has taken root in her heart.

Even, the portion is not light.

Qianwan's eyelashes trembled, she took a sip of tea, but shook her head coldly, "No." ”

[Shenji, are you afraid? I am afraid that when I see the pain of separation, I will soften my heart.

Qianwan's eyes were slightly dark, "Old Yue, this god wants to tie him up to the temple." ”

What's that?

Tie...... Tied to the temple?

This girl is a master who can do it when she thinks of it, and according to her fiery temper of fighting if she doesn't agree with her, maybe she can really do it.

Yue Lao swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and stumbled to persuade, [Shenji, cold ...... Calm down, this is detrimental to the face of the gods, if the gods and queens know that you are from the lower realm...... Brought a ...... Personal ......】

Qianye squinted her eyes unhappily and said coldly, "What." ”

[Hui Shenji, the queen will be deeply comforted. 】

Anyway, the key is here, and he's afraid of a turtle hair.

Yue Lao smiled slightly, and thought to himself.

Touch your waist.

【......】Grass.

It seems that the old bastard was given back to Si Ming.

Qianwan shook the teacup slowly, as if he had really solved a problem, and the corners of his lips curled up happily.

She pinched it, bounced into the peach blossom realm, and condensed into the shape of a letter.

Yue Lao stretched out his hand and took it, [Shenji, what is this? 】

"This god is going to open another palace, and you will send this letter to Silu."

is ready to take the milk doll back to the heavenly realm.

It must be relocated.

The Temple of Light is too strict, I'm afraid it will scare him, and the Star Palace is too remote, and the atmosphere of Penglai Island is not good......

"This god remembers that there is an immortal mountain in the South China Sea, not bad."

The top of the South China Sea seems to be the entrance to the Southern Wilderness in ancient times......

Yue Lao's heart jumped, but he didn't dare to show it, [Yes. 】

Xindao still has to discuss it carefully with Si Ming Xingjun later.

Qianwan put the teacup on the table, picked up a book of life, and opened the first page to raise her eyebrows.

"Dao Chief, Shen Qianwan."

Yin Fu faction, fire dwelling Taoist, pending orders in Sanqingguan.

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