Chapter 250: Why not be happy about the beauty of adults
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Xiao Jiu looked at Hu Clumsy and smirked inexplicably, put him on the ground, patted his little head and said, "Little bit, sister will take you back!" β
Clumsy and unhappy, why do you want to put me on the ground, you came out with me, naturally you want to carry me back, he stood on the ground, stretched out his little hand, and looked straight at his sister like that.
Xiao Jiu also stood up from the ground, fluttered the soil on his body and said, "You! What a lazy fox, I remember, when I was your age, I was very lively, never in the hole, always sneaking out to play. β
Xiao Jiu complained to herself, clumsily as if she hadn't heard, and continued to stretch out her little hands, staring at her big eyes, waiting for her to hug her.
Xiao Jiu looked at Xiao Clumsy helplessly, pinched his little face, leaned over and hugged him and said, "Okay! Hold you, little lazy fox. β
Hu Clumsy succeeded again, let his sister pick him up, his little hand, hugged his sister's neck, and kissed her on the cheek.
Xiao Jiu was kissed a little suddenly, looked at Xiao Clumsy and smiled and said, "Little things, you will please my sister." β
Hu clumsily smirked, and the two entered the fox hole.
Hu Clumsy is not only not stupid, but among the three realms, the smartest nine-tailed fox, just his fur, not as good as her sister's birth, it is very white hair, hard from beginning to end, there is a long red line.
He felt that this red thread was ugly when he was born, and he never changed his true body, so that her family would hold him, and as soon as he could speak, he was hindered by a stomp, and the red fox fur was not to be said.
He didn't want to spread the word that Qingqiu's grandchildren's little fox cub was born to speak, he could understand people, and he was smart and weird.
The clumsiness of being able to talk is just that after thinking about it for a few years, he is just like other little foxes, and he can talk when he can.
It's just that he heard some of the words that his grandparents said, so he made this decision to pretend to be stupid.
The fox queen hugged the little clumsy in her arms, teasing and playing with her, but heard the fox emperor say: "Old woman, I can figure it out, our family's clumsiness should be the smartest nine-tailed fox in the world, and it is a spiritual platform born with Huixing, and it should be born to speak." β
"What's the hurry, I don't want him to speak so early, haven't you heard that Huiji will be hurt? I just hope that he, like his sister, will be a happy little fox. The fox queen ignored the fox emperor and continued to tease her grandson, talking about her thoughts.
The Fox Emperor sighed, is it because I'm old, did I miscalculate? No, just because he was born in accordance with the destiny of heaven, it will cause Wanqing to be that child, and he can't bear such a big luck Xianze. The child is damaged.
He glanced at it clumsily and said, "But he was born in accordance with the destiny of heaven, and he will be the master of the Eight Desolations in the future, and he is the only one who can inherit the position of the Fox Emperor." β
"Inherit your position and return it for millions of years, why are you in a hurry!" The fox queen hates his husband, and when she says such a sad thing, she doesn't say it angrily.
The Fox Emperor knew the Fox Queen's dependence on him, and he was happy in his heart, and he still asked anxiously on his face: "I'm not in a hurry, I'm just clumsy him, how can I not speak!" β
Hu clumsy has no intention of wanting to speak, he naturally understands that Huiji will be hurt, he should be too smart, but he feels stupid, how rare and precious things are, so every time he sees his sister, how happy he will be.
Clumsy thought, sister, you are waiting for your year! When you're making some progress and I'm communicating with you, it won't be very difficult, so let's talk!
How could Xiao Jiu know that her younger brother is such a character, she will only talk to him about things, things about the people, things about gossip, so that her aunt's relationship, her little uncle and Princess Ningxiang's affairs, and her relationship with Wenqu Xingjun are all with her little brother, 1510, in front of the family after dinner.
Why do you talk to Xiao Clumsy, because Xiao Jiu lacks girlfriends!
Now the nightshade went to the Northern Wilderness to take care of A-Niang, and now A-Niang's body is already well, but she is serving over there, and she is left by A-Niang, and she promises that in a few years, she will also find a Ruyu Langjun, and I don't know, I will not be able to come back.
My aunt can talk to her like that, and it's better for her little brother to understand nothing, and she won't talk about her, but she will only giggle with her and touch her face, just like praising her.
Thinking of Xiao Jiu here, he liked her little brother even more, so he sent him to eat for dinner, and he took her with him almost at any time.
She went to work in the field, he was on her back, usually carrying a hoe is too heavy, but now carrying a person, it is not too tired, but it seems to work harder.
She went to the people's homes to investigate, and he said to the people one by one on her back, this is our little clumsiness, Zhang Da will be the future emperor.
She went to Taolin to make wine, and he told him over and over again on her back, the essentials of winemaking, for fear that he would not remember it and would not be able to inherit her mantle.
She was practicing swordsmanship, he was on her back, no, this time she finally put him on the stone bench.
Xiao Clumsy felt that her sister was very careless, but she was very attentive to him, just like he had done to others, and put her on the stone bench, she would always change a soft cushion for him to lean on comfortably, and she would be intimate and make him delicious snacks to coax him.
Her sister is very stupid and doesn't do anything very well, but she is very accomplished in practicing swordsmanship, so that he, who is leaning on the soft cushion, can't help but clap his hands and applaud her in his heart.
Just like that, he pretended to be stupid and couldn't speak, he had been mixed up for a hundred years, and his sister who looked at him next to her had already fallen asleep, and she didn't know what she was doing in her dreams, since she was smirking.
He shook his head helplessly, doing things that did not match his age, and for his sister, he tucked the quilt, and after folding the quilt, he picked up the couch again. The bamboo roll on the table, seriously.
After reading it, he imitated his sister's handwriting, made annotations for her, and when he was done, he put it in the most eye-catching place, for fear that his sister would forget it, put it aside, and not solve these trivial things.
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Nine heavens, in the Taiming Palace, the candle flame is flourishing, making the whole hall extraordinarily bright.
Hua Ze maintained the same posture for ten thousand years, looking at the scriptures in his hand, a little far away, Changji, who was drunk in a daze, couldn't see what he was doing clearly.
When he walked a little further, he saw clearly that he was not looking at the scriptures, but at the bronze mirror standing on the couch table behind the scriptures.
Hua Ze knew that Changji had arrived at the gate of the palace, so he didn't care about his whereabouts, but raised his hand and extinguished half of the candles.
I saw it in the bronze mirror, clumsy for Xiao Jiugai quilt, and when I saw this scene, I said with a faint smile: "I don't know if it's your sister who takes care of you, or you take care of her, in the past few decades, I haven't seen her in the cold, little thing, it's really cute." β
After seeing Xiao Xiao's clumsy and immature little hands, picking up Xiao Hao's pen and writing decently, Hua Ze knew that he was there, solving Qingqiu's affairs for his Xiao Jiu.
He smiled and looked in the mirror, one sleeping sweetly, the other writing seriously, and felt more and more that he was helping the little clumsy, how right it was.
Compared with Xiao Jiu's busyness, Hua Ze's life is not salty or light.
He just reads scriptures all day long, fishes, carves a few ceramic cups, and when he is annoyed, he takes the wind out of his anger, and drinks spirits with Changji when he thinks about Xiaojiu.
In these endless years, the only thing that can make Hua Ze happy is the bronze mirror in her hand, and Xiao Jiu, who does his duty in the bronze mirror, he looked at her with a smile, is such a life with a glance is the life you want to live?
When it is really difficult to resist lovesickness, Hua Ze will take advantage of the power of God to meet that little thing in a dream.
It's just that a dream is a dream, even if Hua Ze remembers everything, Xiao Jiu completely forgot what they had done when he opened his eyes the moment he opened his eyes.
These Hua Ze don't care, he and Xiao Jiu's future, it's still long!
Waiting for the good news of Ao Yi to come back, Hu Yi and Ning Xiang's matter, when he has an understanding, he will solve it, and the major events of his life have gone.
"Emperor! God! Changji shook his body and leaned into the hall in a daze, shouting in a drunken tone.
Hua Ze watched helplessly, Changji entered the hall without losing his soul, and his heart moved, and the bronze mirror looked at him quietly.
He naturally knew why he treated himself like this with such injuries.
Hua Ze sighed unconsciously, in great people, there will also be his difficulties, and the difficulties of most men are this love word, which cannot be seen through the real number.
Xiao Jiu of his family, in order to fulfill him, can choose to drink the potion of forgetfulness, now that it is good, she is not pestering him, remembering those in the past, he is the only one, and he is the only one who is hurt.
Even though Hua Ze knew that the current Xiao Jiu liked him in his heart, he didn't reach the level where he had to do it, so he didn't get a reply when he gave it and the little fox wrote so many letters.
Countless Emperor Huaze who can't do it never dreamed that a copywriter in Qingqiu would have such a big courage to secretly hide the letters he wrote to Xiao Jiu, a lot of correspondence, and small things for her.
Even though the content of the letter is very simple, it is just a simple greeting, just a portrait of a little fox, or even a wooden hairpin in the shape of a peach blossom branch that he dried.
But Hua Zede's answer was in the mouth of the relic, and it was the same every time: "Thank you, Your Highness, I like it very much!" These words.
And the pair of Changji's family is even more interesting, they obviously live here in this Nine Heavenly Palace, but they don't get along with each other and never see each other.
Hua Ze couldn't understand why they were all like this, but they all said that it was a man who was ruthless.
Changji sits on the couch. On the other side of the table, his eyes were staring blankly at a certain point on the ground, and the folding fan in his hand did not know where he had thrown it, and the expression he showed was not as elegant as before.
He said casually: "Emperor, you are the god master, you help me analyze and analyze, why doesn't she see me!" β
Hua Ze looked at Changji, thought about it again, and said in a calm voice: "It's okay for each other!" β
Changji thought, whether it is life or death, it should always be a vigorous love, just like Xiao Jiu, there is a saying, what does it mean to not see this behind closed doors, he said with a wry smile: "Do you think I am good?" β
"It's not good," Hua Ze glanced at it, such Changji, said without hesitation, and seemed to remember again, that day in the peach forest, the conversation with Yao Chi said, and slowly said: "Maybe, she thinks that this is the best for you." Hua Ze glanced at Changji, who was very sad, stopped his head with his hand, and said with a smile.
Changji was unintentionally speaking, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he conjured up seven or eight bottles, and on the table, he took one and started drinking.
[On the first day of the holiday, thank you to the motherland, long live the motherland! Love you, love you, love you very much! γ