Bafang Chapter 74: The Prodigal Son's Lantern Race Flower God (2)

Jing Qingli, who had just crawled out of the ice cave, was dressed in tatters, so she was almost taken away as a homeless person when she entered the mining city, and when she took out the spirit stones she needed to enter the city, she was picked by the city guards and put into the city.

Ten years ago, there was no entry fee in the mining town, and there were still many aborigines living here at that time. Later, the major forces entered the mining city, and the local ordinary people were arranged to live in other places, and the mining city became a pure mineral trading point.

So Jing Qingli walked around for a long time, although she received a little beautiful beads, but she didn't find a shop that sold ready-to-wear.

It wasn't until she traversed the entire mining city that she found a tattered cloth village in one corner.

The plaque on the storefront was covered with a thick layer of dust and some paw prints of rats. One of the two doors had fallen and was being propped up with a stick, and the other was crumbling, with a large hole in the middle, and from her point of view, she could see a woman sleeping on the counter.

Hanging in the corner of the eaves is still the kind of lantern that burns candles, the original color has faded very mottled, swaying in the wind, and falling at the feet of Jing Qingli who was about to leave with a click.

Jing Qingli: ......

The sound of falling woke up the woman on the counter, she rubbed her eyes, her hair was messy, and she wanted to stretch out, but when she saw someone standing outside the door, she stood up with a smile and greeted her.

"Yo, is the girl here to buy fabric?"

The woman in front of her has a delicate face, although she is a little unkempt, but her smile is more comfortable.

Jing Qingli hesitated for a moment, and finally replied: "Store, do you have ready-to-wear here?" ”

Hearing her ask, the woman took a closer look at Jing Qingli's dusty face and figure, and affirmed, "Yes!" ”

Jing Qingli didn't say anything, followed the woman into the store, and the moment Jing Qingli entered, the originally dim store suddenly lit up. When she turned around, she saw the woman holding a moonstone in her hand.

The woman was looked at by him with some ridicule: "Save some ......"

Jing Qingli looked around and found that there were only some fabrics in the store, and there were no ready-to-wear clothes, and the doubts in her heart had not yet been spoken, so the woman said: "Don't hide it from the girl, there is only one ready-to-wear left in the shop, son, please wait a moment, I will go and get it." ”

With that, the woman ran to another room, not seemingly worried that the tattered guest would not be able to afford it.

"This dress is called Qinglian, girl, are you satisfied?" The clothes are stacked in the tray, and the size is similar to that of Jing Qingli.

The light cyan fabric is embroidered with slightly darker silk threads, and the style is somewhat different but acceptable.

Jing Qingli took the clothes, left a few spirit stones, and left a few Fanyun brocade to order a few clothes, and after agreeing on the time to pick it up, she was ready to go to the inn to stay.

Because she took out the spirit stone and stuffed it into the other party's arms before she showed her disgust, Jing Qingli booked the best room without any obstacles, and took out the clothes after some washing.

She wore her outer garment, which was thicker at the waist, but it wasn't a big problem to tie her belt...... Wait a minute...... What is that?

Jing Qingli caught a glimpse of the pure white that fell on the ground, originally she just thought it was a liner and didn't pay attention to it, this will take a look...... Jing Qingli compared with her body, and finally understood what was wrong, she seemed to be used to wearing men's clothes, and women's clothes were all men's clothes.

Jing Qingli's face darkened, grinding her teeth, and for the first time she felt ashamed of her gender.

Pouting, Jing Qingli took off her shirt and put on the bandeau again, and deliberately made her facial features softer, and deliberately changed her voice, preparing to pretend to be a young lady and take a good look at the mining city.

At this time, Feng Shu was being led to the room by the running hall, and when he looked up, he saw the blue shadow, and he immediately stayed where he was, and when he came back to his senses, two streams of heat had flowed out of his nostrils.

"Gong ...... Son? "I ran to the hall and had a nosebleed, and I was a little worried.

"I found ......"

Feng Shu couldn't hear the sound of running the hall, at this moment, everything in the outside world was blocked by him, and all that was left in his eyes was the girl who was walking towards him.

Her green silk is like a waterfall, her face is beautiful, her temperament is dusty, her waist is slender, her ......

Jing Qingli walked towards the stairs, but found that there were two people blocking here, and one of them was still looking at him in a daze with nosebleeds. She frowned, and a voice like a warbler's cry came out of her mouth: "This son, please let go." ”

Her voice is so good!

The nosebleed of the wind was more cheerful, and it had crossed his lips and converged on his chin.

Jing Qingli raised her eyebrows, seeing that this person was still dumbfounded, she said in her heart: I didn't expect it to be a stupid.

Feng Silly Shu forced himself back to his senses, and just wanted to introduce himself when Jing Qingli saw the opportunity to walk through the gap he let out, ignoring his meaning at all.

How could the young master of the wind give up just like that?

Jing Qingli, who had been pestered for a few days, finally couldn't bear it anymore and changed into men's clothes taken from Buzhuang and appeared in front of him. It's still that soft face, the voice is a little thicker, but the Adam's apple is prominent, and it's indeed a man. (camouflaged)

Feng Shujue was speechless after learning the truth, and the wandering spirit generally left in front of Jing Qingli.

Jing Qingli thought that he had solved the trouble, but he didn't expect that the next day, this big strange woman would appear in front of him in women's clothes!

"Xiaoqing, you are a man, so I ...... Just be a woman for you! ”

Jing Qingli, who was struck by lightning, packed up and hurriedly ran away that night, and I don't know how many detours it took to get rid of this strange person like kraft candy.

Since trekking to Ruyi Pavilion, the comfortable days have made her forget such a strange existence for a while. After suddenly seeing him at the Lantern Festival this time, Jing Qingli's mind kept circulating the memory of his liver trembling when he was chased.

Why did she suddenly play the eldest lady in the first place!

Not wanting to see Feng Shujue's face again, Jing Qingli slipped into the space very cowardly and decided to come out again after returning to the Song family.

In the box, Feng Shujie carefully looked at this girl who looked like Xiao Qingqing, and hid the disappointment in his eyes. The Feng clan collects the world's method of disguise, whether it is disguise or not, he can see it at a glance, the two next to him must be disguised, but this person in front of him is the real truth.

No, not this person.

What went wrong? Could it be that he was wrong? Impossible, he clearly felt that it was Xiao Qingqing......

Feng Shu's eyes flashed with struggle, and the corners of his mouth pursed slightly.

"Girl?" 'Jing Qingli' saw that he didn't speak for a long time, so he reminded him out loud.

"I'm sorry, but I recognized the wrong person." Feng Shu didn't disguise his voice anymore, and a magnetic male voice came out of the mouth of this beauty, and the people in the room made surprised expressions.

Seeing the expression on the face of the person in front of him clearly, Feng Shu was even more disappointed, but he couldn't help but think of a possibility in his heart.

There was a commotion outside the door, and it was supposed to be someone chosen by the god of flowers to take him. Feng Shujue remembered that he ran over desperately, and he didn't trust Mo Zhuhua's envoy, and he hadn't found Xiao Qingqing yet...... He let out a long sigh and asked carefully, "Are there any other brothers in the childe's family?" ”

Jing Qingli frowned, but still replied politely, "No." ”

Feng Shujue also knew that he was abrupt, and after getting the answer, he lowered his eyes to hide the emotion in his eyes, and it was not good to continue to ask.

"Childe is not strange, it is really the next old man who looks a little similar to Childe, which offends ......"

'Jing Qingli' showed a little interest on his face, chuckled, and said, "The one who can make the son wear red makeup must not be a simple old man, right?" ”

Feng Shujue was in a trance when he was asked by these words, and then recalled the cyan figure in his mind, only to realize that the scene he thought he could remember for a lifetime had been blurred.

A sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart, and Feng Shujie replied softly: "It's not an old man, it's a ......" He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

What is it?

He glanced at his brightly dressed clothes, the cool bells against his ankles. On his forehead is the green lotus that he has painted countless times, and the makeup on his face must be very charming.

"Actually, it doesn't matter."

Feng Shu muttered to himself, fading away from the deliberately cultivated coquettishness, and the momentum of the whole person was very different.

Despite some chaos, the election of the god of flowers was finally completed, and although the other eleven candidates for the god of flowers had their own merits, none of them could compare to the first beauty.

It's a pity that the beauty quit halfway, and no one knows where 'she' went. However, despite this, there are still many butterflies dancing outside 'her' curtain when the flowers are laid, and the birds and finches also hold the flowers in front of the steps, refusing to leave.

After this night lantern festival, under the narration of many people, that beauty has gradually become a beautiful legend, which is a later story, and will not be mentioned again.

Back to the Song family, as if he had a soul in his heart, Mingxi released the pearl from the space, and the next moment Jing Qingli, whose eyes were shining, also appeared in front of him.

Mingxi probably knew what Jing Qingli was thinking, and with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

Jing Qingli didn't answer, but looked at Ming Xi several times from beginning to end, and finally fixed his gaze on his hairpin, the small flower condensed by spiritual power was still sealed on the head of the hairpin, swaying almost undetectably, as if it had life.

Mingzhu baby was put into a space, and that space was not like a white piece in Mingzhu's body, but as if it had the entire starry sky.

When Xizhou Mingxi took out the flying boat, she knew that Mingxi definitely had a lot of good things, although he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, but he could also imagine it. But when he saw it with his own eyes, he realized that there were a lot of them! Countless unnamed treasures, spiritual plants, not to mention those super beautiful beads......

Mingzhu Baby, who has been silent since she came out, saw Jing Qingli's appearance, and suddenly rushed into Mingxi's arms and cried: "Daddy, my mother doesn't want me anymore!" Wow - why, hiccup, there are so many beads, isn't it enough to have a baby......"

Mingxi gently stroked Mingzhu, whose colorful halo had been sad to the point of dimness, and comforted: "Mother and father only have one baby, Mingzhu." ”

"But, but, my mother still likes those beads, woo, and hides the beads, and the baby can't compare to those beads! Woo, my mother only likes those beads, not babies and daddy......"

Jing Qingli still wanted to laugh when she heard Mingzhu's words, but after listening to the next sentence, her face immediately changed, only to hear Mingzhu stop crying, and hummed: "Daddy, let's go, let my mother follow those beads!" Hum! ”

Jing Qingli looked at Ming Xi nervously, and Ming Xi looked back at her with a smile, "Xiao Jing'er, don't you have anything to say?" ”

With a light cough, Jing Qingli subconsciously pulled her sleeves behind her, and her tone was a little empty: "I'm not ...... Can't help it...... Of course, other beads can't compare to the baby, but it's not impossible to keep them for viewing...... Right? His voice grew quieter and quieter, and finally he shut up under Mingxi's gentle gaze.

"Okay, okay, I've just hid so much, and I've taken them all out!" Jing Qingli took out more than a dozen beads from her sleeve and honestly put them on the table, her eyes still a little reluctant.

"And!" Baby Pearl pierced her with a lot of momentum.

Gritting her teeth, Jing Qingli decided to stumble to the end, she retracted her hand back, pretending to be the same. "Nope!"

"There is, there is! Daddy, you see, my mother just doesn't like us. "Mingzhu baby turned his head and lied to Mingxi.

"Okay, Mingzhu, I'll talk to your mother about the rest of the things personally, can you go and play with your brother Ye for a while first?" Mingzhu was extremely reluctant at first, but in the end she was coaxed away.

There were only two people left in the room, Mingxi and Jing Qingli, Jing Qingli didn't pretend to be stubborn, turned her head and put the beads on the table into her sleeves, and when she turned around again, she bumped into a familiar embrace.

"It's time for us to talk, huh?" The warm breath sprayed on Jing Qingli's ears, making her ears itch a little.

"Talk, talk about what?" Jing Qingli felt that Mingxi was a little dangerous at this time, she vaguely guessed what Mingxi wanted to say, but she still chose to pretend to be stupid.

Mingxi tightly wrapped Jing Qingli around his chest, his voice soft, but with some regret: "Don't you really know?" Xiao Jing'erβ€”"

Jing Qingli's scalp was numb when she heard the lingering tail note, and a shallow kiss fell and gradually deepened.

In the midst of indulgence, Mingxi whispered some words, only one that she could hear clearly.

"I'm jealous, Xiao Jing'er......"