The moonlight was heavy, the leaves fell silently, and in the palace, the sound of the patrol rang out in the Three Gorges.

Qi Miao didn't feel sleepy, she held the eldest prince who had a fever in her arms, this afternoon's tossing, she vaguely felt that the child's illness was very strange, but she couldn't say what was wrong.

The sun after the rain is gentle and gentle through the white window paper on the contours of Uncle Jing's clear face, adding a bit of elegance and gentleness between his heroic nose bridge and heroic eyebrows.

Aunt Ling had already packed up, and after breakfast, the group of them walked towards the direction of the Witch Gate.

In the team, there are dazzling and dazzling young sword eyebrows and starry eyes, with considerable appearance, jade and silver crowns and black hair, delicate ribbons and black sideburns, dark silver brocade clothes, King of Jin, King of War, Zhu Rancheng, all of them are young talents, and they are all outstanding.

Uncle Jing Huang sat in the car and smiled slightly: "It's really eye-catching that we set off like this, unknowingly, and when we are going on a blind date." As everyone knows, young and talented young men all have masters. ”

Aunt Ling's inky black willow eyebrows were slightly twisted, like a drizzle stacked on the two wings of Yanzhi: "Aren't you too idle to make fun of the juniors." ”

Aunt Ling is always lukewarm to him, the things of the year, more or less, will cause resentment, he has patience and waiting, as long as he can see his beloved, he is satisfied.

Zhu Rancheng looked at the girl's beautiful silhouette of side eyes, neat as long eyelashes as feathers, and cheeks as snowy as jade.

Changying stepped forward to greet each other with the second junior brother, Mingyue looked back, looked at Zhu Rancheng without hesitation, and was stunned to let the war king whisper a few words.

It's nothing more than that, in order to enter the door of the witch Gu, it is a shame to let Brother Ran Cheng even use the beautiful male plan. Zhu Rancheng had such a good temper, and he was also angry at this time, he inadvertently saved this girl, how could he get these things.

The people of the Witch Gate put on masks for them, and then got into the carriage outside, and about a stick of incense passed, the mask was removed, and the sun shone down, which was a little dazzling.

Ming Jiang welcomed them in and chatted with Uncle Jing Huang about interesting things from the south to the north.

Uncle Jing Huang always held Aunt Ling's hand and did not let go. Just like King Jin protected Qing'er in his arms.

Mingyue seized the opportunity to come to Zhu Rancheng's side, "Last time, there were more sons' rescues." ”

"No, you don't have to, if you are a bystander, you will not stand idly by." Ran Cheng suddenly wanted to get rid of Mingyue, and let Mu Qing misunderstand and cause trouble.

Although the Witch Gu Gate is a Jianghu sect with strict rules, along the way, the people in the door have not exchanged ears, and they are all busy with the things at hand.

The high priest sat on top of the main hall, and because it was in the ground, the temple was lit with glass lamps around it, and the hall was brightly lit.

"Uncle Jinghuang came in the dust, but it made the old man embarrassed." The high priest got straight to the point, leaving no room for Uncle Jinghuang's purpose of this trip.

"The high priest is not complaining that this king is late, so he will be so sarcastic, this king and the princess came together, shouldn't the high priest personally go out to greet him, set up wine and hospitality, and be so aggressive and turn away old friends."

"It depends on whether the old friend's purpose is pure or not, this is the princess."

Aunt Ling stood generously on the left side of Uncle Jinghuang, "High Priest, concubine Murong Ling'er." ”

The four words made the high priest re-examine the woman in front of him, and Mi'er took a step forward, "You uncle, it's so strange, how can you stare at other women's women like this." ”

Mi'er is wearing a carmine blouse and a short shirt today, with an off-white pleated skirt and a little peach blossom embroidered on the skirt, looking like a little Fuwa, well-behaved.

The little girl's bright eyes looked at him with a mischievous look in her eyes, and for a time provoked a burst of pleasant laughter from the high priest.

"Who are you?"

Aunt Ling wanted to stop it, but Mi'er took the first step to speak, "I am a descendant of the Medicine King Valley. ”

"No wonder, the descendants of the Medicine King Valley are not bad."

After Mu Qing bathed, she sat in front of the window in a snow-white gauze dress and combed her hair, and when Qing'er followed Mingyue in, she happened to bump into a beautiful woman dressing up and made a few jokes.

Mu Qing, as usual, didn't seem to be excited and reunited after a long absence, watching Mingyue go out to make tea, Qing'er spared Mu Qing, "What's the matter, I feel that Aunt Ling appears and knows her life experience, which is a little uncomfortable." ”

"In fact, we don't have the right to choose our background, but we can work hard to live a good life in the future. Instead of dwelling on the past, look forward. ”

"And the most important point, how should we explain our affairs to Aunt Ling, it sounds unbelievable, weird and supernatural, and without personal experience, I'm afraid they won't necessarily believe it." Guangxi

The warm wind is light near noon, the grass grows and the warbler flies, the willows are bright and the flowers are bright, and the green water surrounds the ancient pavilion, the scenery here is particularly chic, but it can't stop the pain in the hearts of the two beauties at this time.

When Mingyue came in, she saw the two people who were as stunned as wooden chickens, "What's wrong with you?" It's better to go outside. ”

Just now, Zhu Rancheng secretly stuffed a note to her, asking her to lead Mu Qing to the small courtyard north of the Witch Gu Gate, where the War King was waiting.

Mingyue Xiaolu hit her heart, her cheeks were smeared, Mu Qing talked to the war king, so Zhu Rancheng could stay with her for a while, why not.

The room was silent, the agarwood was dyed, and only the collision of chess pieces in the incense mist was very soft in the place where the pavilion gathered.

The high priest scratched his brows: "I haven't seen you for many days, your chess skills have improved a lot, this time I came here to Lao Yu, if you want to take Mu Qing away, it will not work, after all, it is an agreement between us, and we must keep our promises." ”

"Promise? Your so-called agreement is to cure the love Gu of the war king, so you have to ask, have you cured it? It's just a trick to let him marry a wife, but not have children, and you can't tell when the poison will occur. ”

Uncle Jing Huang pierced the window paper, leaving no room for the high priest, making the high priest so angry that he blew his beard and glared at him, but there was nothing to refute, what Uncle Jing said was right.

"You are determined to take Mu Qing away, but the pill that Lao Yu is developing now can cure the love Gu radically, and your daughter doesn't want to save it?"

The strength of the two sides is equal, and they both clearly know where the opponent's weakness is.

Aunt Ling stood in the gazebo, looking into the distance, the passing water flowed eastward, spring went to autumn, and the shallow years were gone forever.

She walked slowly towards the high priest, and Uncle Jinghuang's hesitation made Aunt Ling have to come over, "High priest, the concubine has something unclear, please give me advice." ”

"The princess doesn't need to be polite, just say it directly."

Aunt Ling fell her gaze on the chessboard, and then looked at Qing'er and the others who were heading north not far away: "Since you have chosen the descendant of the Holy Maiden, even if Qing'er is already a wife, Mu Qing has nothing to do with the Witch Gu Gate, why did you choose her alone." ”

This doubt was incomprehensible to Aunt Ling, why didn't the high priest rack his brains and didn't figure it out: "Actually, the old man still doesn't understand, since the princess is the descendant of the holy woman, you should know that this door is another magic weapon, which is used to distinguish the people in the door, but Princess Mu Qing can make the magic weapon light up, so she brought it back." ”

"How is this possible?" Aunt Ling muttered to herself, as if she had thought of something, but shook her head again and again.

The bluestone water bridge, people come and go, the clear and clear sky is reflected in the clear lake under the bridge, and lined with pedestrians and men and women side by side on the bridge.

Zhu Rancheng wanted to say a few words to Mu Qing, but was dragged here by Mingyue, Qing'er followed King Jin away, and the small courtyard left King Zhan and Mu Qing alone.

He was somewhat apprehensive in his heart, and looked back from time to time, although he knew that he couldn't see a corner of his clothes at all, he would still repeat such actions, as if his heart was trending.

"Don't worry, your cousin is very smart, not to mention that in our Witch Gate, there are eyeliner everywhere, that man will not be like that."

"Since your cousin is a princess of the Northland, are you also from the Northland? It is said that the north country is frozen for thousands of miles, and the snow is drifting for thousands of miles, all year round, only spring and winter, and there are very few vegetables you want to eat. It's better to stay in our Nansheng country, where the four seasons are like spring, all year round, grain, vegetables, melons, fruits, pears, peaches, everything. ”

Mingyue is full of joy, and she likes to talk on weekdays, but unfortunately, in the gate of witch Gu, there are very few people who can say a few words to her, and she finally met Mu Qing, who loves to be in a daze.

It's okay now, Zhu Rancheng's temperament, she likes it, of course, it is best to say everything here and keep the young man.

Zhu Rancheng did it unintentionally, there was such a toss, one cared, the other unintentional, the two got along very awkwardly, but Mingyue didn't know it, maybe because she grew up in the Gate of Witch Gu, she didn't know much about the relationship between men and women.

Mu Qing sat next to the incense desk in Beiyuan's study, holding the wolf's pen lightly and writing quietly. After finishing the text, he looked at the smooth poems on the paper and was quietly in a daze.

The king of war didn't plan to let her go, he picked her up domineeringly, leaned against the window, and kissed her red lips affectionately.

Mu Qing twisted and pinched from the beginning, and slowly reached out and hooked the neck of the war king with both hands, letting him want to take it, until Mu Qing's breathing was unsteady, and the war king reluctantly let go.

Pressing her forehead against her chest, she could clearly hear the popping of her chest, powerful and rapid.

Mu Qing's face was crimson, and Bai Yu's little hand was tightly gripping the placket of the war king's chest, eager to tear a hole and get in.

"You're so ruthless, just leave it like this, and leave regardless of it, I can't wait to catch you back, lock you up, and beat you hard."

"I can see it, but I can't bear it, Mu Qing, promise me that in the future, we will open our hearts, just like the fourth brother and four sisters-in-law, and be honest with each other, okay?"