The people live on food, and such festivals were very important to the ancient people.

Qinghuang's eyes lit up, "Is there a lot of delicious food?" I want to go! ”

The man glanced at her, "Aren't you looking for your brother, find your brother, and let your brother take you." ”

With that, he left where he was.

In a place where Qinghuang couldn't see, someone saw him carrying a knife and respectfully wanted to help carry it down, but he drank it away.

When Mu Ling returned, he saw the girl sitting at the front of the room, holding a pillow, hanging her head and drowsy.

He immediately laughed and picked her up gently, but the girl woke up.

"Why don't you go to bed...... What's wrong with your shoulder? ”

Qinghuang blinked, saw him with a serious face, and shrunk his head, "I was slashed by a knife." ”

"What's going on?"

Qinghuang told him what happened.

Mu Ling frowned tightly.

Qinghuang thought of the food festival and said cautiously, "I want to go to the food festival to play." ”

Mu Ling looked at her, his handsome eyebrows a little cold.

Qinghuang lowered his head, a little cramped, like a child who had done something wrong.

After a long time, she heard the sound of the wood spirit's answer.

The child-like Qinghuang suddenly became happy and put what had just happened behind him.

Mu Ling helplessly grabbed the person.

"Change your clothes first."

The Food Festival is one of the most lively festivals in this world.

Everyone took out all kinds of their own delicacies, full of dazzling colors, and Qinghuang looked happy.

"Don't run too fast."

"Uh-huh."

At the food festival, Mu Ling saw the big knife that Qinghuang said.

Put it on the shelf, and look at the sharp tip of the knife is a little bluffing.

He approached quietly, frowning at the sight of the glowing blade.

It's gone?

"Brother, come on, there are so many delicious foods here!"

"Here, don't run around, there are a lot of people."

"My husband and I met at the Food Festival."

The beautiful woman is surrounded by a group of girls and softly tells them stories.

Qinghuang heard this, and stood behind to listen.

"At that time, he was stupid, but I liked his simple appearance......"

Qinghuang heard it and wanted to squeeze it a little, but was suddenly picked up from behind.

"Running so fast, I almost couldn't find you." Mu Ling was helpless, and he was reluctant to train her, so he could only rub her head.

Qinghuang looked at him, his big eyes shining, "Brother, can I marry you in the future?" ”

Mu Ling was stunned for a moment, "What are you talking about?" ”

"I said I wanted to marry you."

Mu Ling glanced at the girl who was surrounded by girls next to her, and said helplessly, "She is talking about people who are happy with each other, and we are not." ”

"Why not." Qinghuang was puzzled, "Does my brother not like me?" ”

Mu Ling choked, "No. ”

"Then why can't I marry my brother?"

"Because I'm your guardian and your brother, you can't marry me."

"Then you can marry me if you are not my brother, can you?"

“……”

"Then I'm your sister now, can you marry me?"

"I'm your brother, how can you be my sister."

"But I'm older than you."

“……”

After staying in the temple for a long time, Qinghuang gradually lost interest in those shiny ornaments.

Mu Ling saw that she was tired and offered to take her back.

Qinghuang thought about it, but shook his head.

"No, you haven't married me yet."

Only here is the talk of marriage, back to the edge of the sky, where will she go to be a bride for her brother.

Mu Ling couldn't laugh and couldn't cry, and explained to her again.

But this time the girl was very stubborn and had to be his bride.