Raise your hand and stroke the delicate little flowers, one, two, three...... Count, it's just not bad, a total of six petals, strange? What kind of flower is this?

"Princess? This blue sky and white day? What the hell are you doing here? I thought it was a thief? The visitor looked away in disgust, not wanting to look at Mu Chujian. The slender fingers clenched the long sword, as if holding some treasure.

Such a nasty sound? Who is it?

Elegantly put down the cup, raised his eyes slightly, and saw the person clearly, "Hua Xiangjian, do you remember what this palace said to you?" "A casual tone, but with compelling pressure.

Hua Xiangjian's eyes were startled, licked his tongue, and immediately silenced.

"If you are disrespectful to this palace, this palace will cut out your tongue! I remember that sentence that day, but I remember it clearly. Well? His eyes narrowed, but the corners of his lips opened into a coquettish smile.

Hua Xiangjian felt a compelling pressure rushing towards the door, and his whole body stiffened. Guardedly, he put the sword on his chest and immediately changed the topic: "Feng Rongxue asked me to call you, he is in the small bamboo forest in the backyard." ”

Mu Chujin turned his head sideways, carried the food box in his hand, didn't look at the man, and started to walk out the door.

Because, the man in front of him couldn't get into her Mu Chujian's eyes.

He doesn't deserve it!

Bang Bang –

The long sword was thrown onto the table, Hua Xiangjian sat down angrily, poured himself a cup of herbal tea, raised his head and poured it violently, and then, the fiery red wide sleeve roughly wiped the water stains at the corner of his mouth, and he muttered to himself: "What happened just now?" I'm scared of the number one swordsman? I'm afraid of that poisonous woman? He stared blankly at his blood-stained hands, questioning himself.

The small bamboo forest, a green sea, the breeze blows, and the pale green waves are waving, wave after wave, undulating.

The slender bamboo, very flexible, slightly fluctuating, swaying the soft body, slender new green bamboo leaves shaking non-stop.

Mu Chujin stepped in, stepping on the soft soil under his feet, breathing in the fresh air, feeling very good. This style of snow is not only simple, but also knows how to enjoy? What kind of man should he be?

The rhinestone-like eyes searched for the dusty figure, the steps under his feet were calm and calm, and he raised his eyes slightly, only to see an elegant figure lying on his back on a black bluestone, the crystal transparent sunlight passed through the gaps in the leaves, and all of them were sprinkled on the jade-like white face, the slender and thick eyelashes drooped slightly, the breeze blew, the leaves swayed, and even the light and shadow on the face were erratic.

Mu Chujin was stunned to carry the food box, and he couldn't take his eyes off it in a trance, is he really a man like a painting? She also thought that she had met a living immortal in the blue sky and daylight!

"Princess?" The thin red lips opened slightly, and the picturesque man called softly.

Mu Chujin came back to his senses, his fingers clenched the food box, and walked towards the people on the bluestone.

"Rong Xue, this palace heard that you are slightly ill, so I came to see you." A concise explanation is just a consolation from the boss to his subordinates. The more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are, although the beauty is current, Mu Chujin thinks that it is better to draw a line, after all, in this era of indulgence and madness, people's hearts are not credible.