Chapter 839: She Wins the Gamble
Fu Hongchen met his eyes, his eyes were full of purity and affection.
Yes, pure.
Such clean eyes are rarely seen in the eyes of other men.
The tip of her nose was inexplicably sour, and she slowly withdrew her hand, "I'm sorry ......"
The revenge has not been avenged, and she is not qualified to talk about the relationship between children and daughters.
Jun Wuji's eyes showed a little disappointment.
At this moment, one after another exclamations rang out from downstairs.
The two of them looked at it, and saw that the weight of the ruler could pass over the top of Shen Miaoyan's head, sweeping the pearl hairpin on her bun to the ground, and the green silk on her hair was scattered, and the red clothes were charming, lined with the white slap face, which made the little girl more and more delicate and charming, even a simple look was seductive.
Jun Qian's physical strength had already been consumed, and he raised his weight with a heavy ruler, staring at that trouble-like face, and couldn't help but be stupid.
The corners of Shen Miaoyan's lips curled up with a black arc of her abdomen, and she pointed to the ground on tiptoe, picking up the butterfly shadow steps between the flowers that Jun Shuying taught her, and her figure quickly disappeared in place.
Jun Qian was stunned and looked around nervously, but he heard a delicate and moving voice sounding from behind, "Idiot, here!" ”
He hurriedly dragged the heavy ruler and turned around, but his back was empty, where was the figure of the little girl!
The sound of breaking wind came from behind, and he hurriedly pulled the weight ruler and turned around to parry, but before he could lift it, a tender little face was close at hand, with an innocent and playful smile, which made people feel excited.
However, the moment he was in a daze, his chest hurt, and the whole person was kicked out!
Jun Qianji didn't know until today that the original girl could have such a lot of strength!
He flew upside down, smashing a carved walnut table to pieces, and it took him a long time to sit up from the pile of ashes, and as soon as he came back to his senses, he saw a scimitar against his throat.
Shen Miaoyan smiled and stared at him condescendingly, "Master Yanxu's apprentice is nothing more than that. Your senior sister is not as good as me, and you are also inferior to me! What kind of master of dog skin upside down, I'm afraid, is just a charlatan, right? ”
"You ......" Jun Qianyan blushed with a handsome face, stared at Shen Miaoyan, and was speechless for a long time.
Shen Miaoyan put away the scimitar and sat down lazily on the big chair next to him, his fingertips lightly tapping the armrest, "I am willing to gamble and lose, you lose." ”
Jun Qianyi was choked by the dust and coughed, got up with a gloomy face, patted his buttocks, and rolled his eyes, "I'm sorry, this king forgot the gamble just now!" ”
What kind of joke is he making, let him be a dignified king, kneel down for a little girl to make tea, and recognize her as a master, do you want his face? !
Shen Miaoyan played with the scimitar in his hand, looked up at the fourth floor, and said in a sweet voice: "Second cousin, you see, fifth cousin, he doesn't admit it......"
Jun Wuji is considered a strange person in the Jun family, and he cherishes blood siblings the most, and a "second cousin" made his heart soften most of the time, and he hurriedly swept down from the fourth floor, pretending to be very serious and coughing, and said to Jun Qianji majestically: "A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase." Fifth brother, you can't deny it. ”
"Second brother, I'm your half-brother, this dead girl, I don't know where to hit her, why are you facing her? Kneel into the tea, that's kneeling in the tea! And let me worship her as a teacher, why?! ”
Jun Qianji is a fiery temper, and he immediately fell on the bar.
Shen Miaoyan swayed her legs, casually fished a piece of dim sum from the flower table next to her to eat, her round eyes stared at Jun Qianji without blinking, and said quietly: "You lost." ”
"You-" Jun Qian was so angry that he picked up the heavy ruler, "I didn't count just now, let's do it again!" ”
When the commotion was in full swing, footsteps sounded outside Yunxiang Building.
Shen Miaoyan turned his head to look outside the gate, and saw seven or eight maids surrounding Xue Baozhang, and Xue Baozhang was holding an old man over half a hundred years old, who was slowly stepping into the threshold.
The old man was tall, but a little rickety, and looked to be sixty or seventy years old, not very well-bodied, and had a rather kind face.
"Master!"
Jun Qianji shouted, and hurriedly walked over to support him on the other side, "When did your old man arrive in the pickaxe capital?" Why don't you say hello to the apprentices? ”
As he spoke, his eyes swept over Xue Baozhang and he smiled very kindly, "This is Senior Sister, right?" ”
Xue Baozhang bowed slightly, "King Li." ”
It was quiet in Yunxiang Building, and everyone looked at the old man.
The reputation of Master Yan Xu, who doesn't know about the entire Great Zhou, who doesn't know?
It is said that when Master Yanxu lived in seclusion in the eastern suburbs of the mountain range in the past, the current saint had personally entered the mountain three times and wanted to invite him to become an official, and even offered him the position of national teacher, but he was rejected one by one.
It is said that a few years ago, the Beidi Tieqi invaded the south, and several generals were helpless, and it was Master Yanxu who gave him tips to expel the Beidi Tiecai back to the icy and snowy country to keep the peace of the northern Xinjiang of the Great Zhou.
It is said that in the past, the Great Wei royal family led a million male soldiers to cross the gorge, and it was Master Yanxu who personally went out of the mountain, rode alone, and drove back the million male soldiers with a three-inch tongue.
The name of Master Yanxu, for the people of the Great Zhou, represents a legend, represents a guardian, and is a more reliable person than his parents.
They trusted him, and therefore in the two disciples he had taught by his own hands.
The guests who were originally sitting to watch the battle subconsciously got up and saluted Master Yanxu.
Jun Qianyi squinted at Shen Miaoyan triumphantly, but saw that the little girl was still sitting motionless, eating the plum blossom shortbread for a long time.
He was not happy at the moment, "Hey, Shen Miaoyan, have you seen my master?" What's your attitude?! ”
Shen Miaoyan swallowed the last bit of plum blossom shortbread, licked his fingers, and looked up with a smile, "You said this old man?" I saw it! I'm not blind! ”
"You-" Jun Qian said.
Master Yan Xuan gently patted the back of Jun Qianji's hand and looked at Shen Miaoyan with a smile, "Old man heard that someone wanted the old man's apprentice to change to someone else's disciple, and he was shocked for a while, so he hurried over to take a look. The old man also heard that someone insulted the two apprentices in public...... I don't know, who is that person? ”
His voice was steady and low, and his frank and unrestrained appearance fell in the eyes of everyone, but it seemed that Shen Miaoyan was childish.
But the little girl was still sitting upright, and the afterglow swept over the three masters and apprentices, and the thought that they might have something to do with the death of the eldest princess made her chest burst into flames.
She couldn't hold back her anger, and picked up a piece of plum blossom cake from the plate next to her to eat, lowered her eyelashes to cover the coldness in her eyes, and said with grievances, "Your apprentice is not trustworthy, but you have made such a big battle, and you ask my little girl Xingshi for ......"
Her eyes were slightly red, and she looked soft and weak sitting alone on the big chair, which was in stark contrast to the large number of people on Master Yan Xu's side.
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