Chapter Twenty-Three: Who's Rare

Looking at Xiao Jingyue, who was striding ahead, Sang Qianxue frowned slightly and yelled, "You stop." ”

"Why?" stopped walking, but he was very disgusted with Sang Qianxue's attitude, she yelled in the Taimiao like this, it was simply unseemly.

"Hehe!" Seeing that his face was not very good, Sang Qianxue hurriedly grinned, and stepped forward in three steps and two steps, "Husband, you have dirty things on your face." ”

"Where is it?" Seeing her outstretched hand, Xiao Jingyue leaned back reflexively and avoided it lightly, "What nonsense are you talking about." ”

"There really is!" she took out a tender green handkerchief from her arms in a panic, held Xiao Jingyue and wiped it on his face without saying anything, "It's really dirty, I don't know where I got it, I didn't notice it just now, if you walk in like this, it won't make people laugh." ”

While rubbing gently, Sang Qianxue distracted him by talking, secretly saying in his heart. If she hadn't taken the handkerchief that her father had given her with her, I'm afraid the wicked man would have to carry it back later. She was wondering who was doing the bad in the Taimiao, but Xiao Jingyue saw her such a gentle appearance in her eyes. The two were so close, and there was a special fragrance on the handkerchief, which lingered with the faint body fragrance on her body, which made him lose his mind for a while, and he forgot to dodge.

Seeing that he had almost sucked it, Sang Qianxue took back the handkerchief, took it to his nose and sniffed it gently, and then put it away, "Okay, it's been wiped clean." ”

"Oh. Retracting the thoughts that had drifted far away, Xiao Jingyue responded softly, lowered her head and straightened her clothes, and turned around and walked into the temple without saying a word.

The two of them went one after the other, and Sang Qianxue was carefully watching her surroundings all the way, looking for the source of the special smell. Today is the day when she and Xiao Jingyue came to worship, and this temple is an important place for the royal family, there are not many people who can have the opportunity to do something here, and there should be only a few people who target them, thinking of the scene in Fengyang Palace just now, she also has the answer in her heart.

It's just that she didn't expect that person to be so bold and ruthless enough. Those three days are definitely Miao ** has murderous poison, but if the poison enters the body, it will definitely kill, and the Daluo Immortal can't be saved when he comes, and some people actually light the incense made by the three days in this temple when they enter the palace to face the saint, and its purpose is clear.

It is said that it is the most ruthless emperor's family, and now she really understands this sentence. Raising her eyes to look at the tall back, she suddenly felt that he was a little pitiful.

Standing under the gate, Xiao Jingyue, who was silent all the way, finally stopped, turned her head to look at Sang Qianxue, and said coldly, "You don't have to come in, I'll just go in and worship." In his opinion, Sang Qianxue is not qualified to enter here to worship her mother.

"Huh?" Slightly stunned, Sang Qianxue raised her eyes and immediately met his gaze, grinning and sneering, "Please." "The new daughter-in-law worships her deceased mother-in-law, but her husband turns her away, which is probably a disgusting joke.

It seems that in the eyes of this wicked man, maybe she is just a pastime.

Staring at Xiao Jingyue's back as she walked away, she kicked hard at the door frame and roared, "If you don't go in, you won't go in, who the is rare." ”

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