The steps under her feet slowed down unconsciously, and Chu Xian's peach blossom eyes began to move down from between the young man's eyebrows.

The nose bridge is high, the lips are thin and appetizing, the jawline is unparalleled, the collarbone is intriguing, and the half-open chest reveals a beautiful scenery, which always feels very comfortable to touch.

The young man frowned, Xiao Fujin came to the study early in the morning to drool at him?

Can this stupid woman be more superficial?

Chu Xian noticed that he was frowning, and hurriedly retracted her thoughts, smiled well-behaved, and her tone was full of concern: "Fourth master, the weather is getting cold, you put on your clothes and don't catch a cold." ”

The young man glanced over, she even dared to accuse him sarcastically?

Chu Xian was a little embarrassed, she was stared at by the fourth master, and she had a feeling that she was a nasty embryo. She hurriedly took the gift over and offered it with both hands: "Today is your birthday, Xian'er has prepared a gift I hope you can like it." ”

The young man sitting on the side of the bed gathered his shirt, took the gift box, glanced at Chu Xian, who was embarrassed, and his face eased by two points: "Fujin has a heart." ”

Her dress today is beautiful and dusty, like a fairy who has entered the world, which is very different from the past. This is sometimes like a little fox, sometimes like a stupid rabbit Xiao Fujin, how many different feelings can he give him?

Just thinking about it, I heard Chu Xian ask softly: "Are you still going to Tanzhe Temple today?" ”

The fourth master put the gift box on the side of the small table, got up and took the cyan bamboo branch dark pattern shirt that Su Peisheng had prepared long ago in the morning, dressed it elegantly, and said unhurriedly: "Fujin wants to leave the palace today?" ”

Chu Xian walked over, helped him sort out his shirt and buttoned his belt a little awkwardly, and said softly: "I think, if the fourth master is willing to take Xian'er, Xian'er will be happy." If you don't bring Xian'er, Xian'er copied the Buddhist scriptures, can you bring an offering in front of the Buddha? ”

"Buddhist scriptures?" The young man was a little surprised: "Copying it in the past few days?" ”

Chu Xian nodded: "Look, your fingers are red." ”

He glanced between her fingers, and it was indeed red, but it was not red.

This is a trace that has not healed after the blister bursts, in addition to being coquettish and clingy, she will also lie about her injury?

He narrowed his eyes: "Why did Fu Jin copy the Buddhist scriptures?" ”

She lowered her head and sorted out the jade pendant on her waist for him, and said softly: "Pray for the fourth master, and also ask for blessings for the people who the fourth master misses." ”

The young man didn't speak, but Chu Xian heard Xiao Qi's excited prompt: The favorability has increased by 2 points!

The reason for going to Tanzhe Temple, she guessed correctly.

And the meaning of her words, the fourth master also understood.

The corners of Chu Xian's lips hooked slightly, and she chuckled: "It's okay if you don't take me with you, but you have to promise me one thing, come back early in the evening." ”

Her sensible and delicate appearance makes people's hearts soften.

The young man pressed the warmth in his heart, and walked out with his hands behind his back: "When will the master come back, will Fujin still be in charge?" ”

"Xian'er, how dare you," Chu Xianjiao smiled and stepped on the bottom of the flower pot, took the black fox and chased after it quickly: "I just want to tell you, if you haven't come back after dark, look up at the sky." ”

Look up at the sky, what is she doing?

After breakfast, I went to Ningshou Palace, Qianqing Palace, and Yonghe Palace to ask for peace respectively, and the fourth master returned to the study.

Entering the room, he picked up the gift box sent by Chu Xian.

This little Fujin was afraid that he was a little stupid, so he came early in the morning to give him a birthday gift, but he didn't even say a word of congratulations.

His eyes were cold, and he opened the gift box, a little surprised.

A block of ink tied with fine red silk, a piece of red paper.

He opened, his slender fingers shaking unconsciously at the same frequency as his heart.

On the paper is her somewhat clumsy and ugly font: Tongshou ink to Jun, willing to live with you.