The corners of her lips hooked, and the masked girl smiled charmingly, as if the poppies were quietly blooming, "This palace still thinks that you will never be able to nest on the bluestone?" Mu Chujin said teasingly.

Po -

With these soft words, the stagnant tense air was instantly relieved.

The heart of the man who was leaning against the tree was also loosened.

"Princess, it's good to be happy, don't take Xiang Jian's words to heart." Feng Rong Xue said, and his respectful expression can keep people away thousands of miles at once.

"I've seen it, and it's time for this palace to go." The girl smiled, gentle and virtuous, and Su Sha Qianying walked forward. Suddenly, the figure paused, Mu Chujin tilted his head slightly, "Oh? That's right! Do you want to explain it to him for this palace? Hongu didn't want to talk to him in vain. ”

The rhinestone-like eyes glared at Hua Xiangjian, and then turned gracefully and stepped out of the forest.

Looking at the delicate figure that was gradually disappearing, Feng Xue said to the man behind him quietly: "You can't fight her, don't provoke her in the future!" There was a little coldness in his tone.

Hua Xiangjian's eyes darkened, and he slammed the sword on the tree weakly, and his tone of voice was very unpleasant!

The slender bamboo leaves swirl down and fall on the tail of the man's shoulder, embellishing the picturesque man with a few touches of new green, charming and vibrant.

His body seems to be shrouded in a bewitching mist, and the dust seems to be a fairy in the sky, making people unattainable, but he feels that the height is unbearable, he is lonely after all, maybe just like this for a lifetime.

The slightly pale corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and she was instantly soul-striking, and her slender white fingers caressed her lips, her taste was good, like an aftertaste, like a self-talk......

A rare smile that eclipses the world......

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"You're the proprietress of the embroidery shop?" The young man tilted his head slightly, his eyes did not lift a bit, his eyebrows were lazy, and his slender fingers stroked the silver mask, adding a bit of mystery, and a compelling aura followed.

"Yes, yes, it's an old student!" A woman took a step forward and said earnestly, but her feet only stopped at this step, and she did not dare to get any closer under the young man's fierce gaze.

"Xiaolan, bring up the tricks?" With a blow of the palm, the ink folding fan was unfolded in a chic manner.

After a while, Xiaolan, who was dressed as a small maid, held a stack of papers and presented it, and Mu Chujin raised the fan and pointed at it, signaling it to the proprietress of the embroidery village to see.

I saw that the woman took the paper, and when she looked at it, her eyebrows began to bulge...... What exactly is this painting? It's unheard of, unseen!

On the white paper, the brush depicts a square with two big white teeth, slender hands and feet, and a red stripe tied to the square, although the shape is incomprehensible, but the overall look is very cute!