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Xiao Xixi looked forward to it and found that it was really her current force value of 70 points!

Cold ink dyeing can be so powerful with 99 points, and she is a little worse than him.

Thinking like this, Xiao Xixi tried to wave his arms and legs in the clearing.

It was as if there was a mysterious force pulling invisibly, and she actually felt that she had already known these martial arts moves, but she had just forgotten them for the time being.

Xiao Xixi, who was pleasantly surprised, practiced one set of martial arts after another.

While practicing, I was amazed in my heart, the system finally did something right!

Regardless of whether her restoration of martial arts had anything to do with the dog system, Xiao Xixi praised the system without hesitation.

System: Thank you, I don't think that's a compliment.

When Leng Mo Ran came out of the room after talking to the old man, Xiao Xixi was already sweating profusely.

Seeing the cold ink dyed, Xiao Xixi stopped his movements.

Leng Moran didn't ask her about the sudden resumption of martial arts, but walked over, naturally took out a handkerchief to wipe her sweat, and asked softly, "Are you tired?" ”

Xiao Xixi was a little uncomfortable, and when she wanted to go out, she had to pretend to be in love with Leng Mo Ran, so she smiled sweetly, "The prince will not be tired when I wipe my sweat!" ”

The smile on the corners of his lips dyed by cold ink can't be hidden.

What Xiao Xixi didn't know was that Fu Qingjiao outside the door was staring at the two of them with gritted teeth, and after a while, she threw her sleeves away angrily.

Of course, she wouldn't care even if she knew.

However, Fu Qingjiao still couldn't help but want to be a demon.

After a while, there were palace maids around Fu Qingjiao who came to ask for Leng Mo Ran, saying that Fu Zhaoyi was unwell, and they didn't know what to do as subordinates, so they wanted Leng Mo Dye to go over and take a look.

Leng Mo Ran glanced at the palace maid with a very indifferent expression, took the tea in his hand and took a sip gently, and then said unhurriedly: "This king is not a doctor, Fu Zhaoyi can return to the palace as soon as she is unwell, and the imperial doctor will treat her." ”

The palace maid's expression was ugly, but when it came to this, she could only bow and retreat.

Xiao Xixi didn't deliberately pay attention to the movements over there, but she quickly knew that Fu Qingjiao was leaving, after all, there was a lot of commotion over there.

Xiao Xixi is in a very good mood, just leave, anyway, don't come to affect her play.

The two stayed in Qingshan Temple for three days, and did not go down the mountain to leave until Xiao Xixi couldn't eat because there was no oil and water in his stomach.

On the way down the mountain, Xiao Xixi was full of thoughts about when she would be able to return home and what she would eat when she returned.

Xiao Xixi didn't expect that on the way back to the capital, she could meet a rotten peach blossom of the original owner.

The carriage on the road was suddenly stopped, and Xiao regretted that his strength was worth improving now, so he could naturally stabilize his body and not fall to the ground.

At the same time, Leng Mo Dye pulled her into his arms as if subconsciously, just to be able to protect her.

The two were close to each other, and Xiao Xixi coughed lightly in embarrassment.

After the carriage stopped, Leng Moran did not let go, but asked the coachman outside in a loud voice: "What's the matter?" ”

The coachman was terrified and said, "Someone stopped the car in front, is the prince and princess injured?" ”

Leng Mo Ran looked down and saw that Xiao Xixi was looking at him with a pair of bright big eyes in his arms, the burning breath sprayed on his neck, a little itchy, and at the same time, the crispy numb feeling came from the bottom of his heart and spread all over his body.

Xiao Xixi asked in a low voice: "Lord Wang, why don't we go out and have a look?" ”

Only then did Leng Mo Ran slowly withdraw the hand that was protecting Xiao Xixi, and raised the door curtain as if nothing had happened.

I saw a man in green clothes standing in front of the carriage, dressed luxuriously, his appearance could be called handsome, but his face was slightly sickly.

Leng Mo Ran noticed that when he raised the curtain, the man's eyes seemed to have a flash of joy, and then because he saw that it was him, the joy in the man's eyes eclipsed again.

Leng Mo Ran heard the man's voice very clearly, and the man regretted that the person who raised the curtain was not Xiao Xiaoyu.

The man standing in front of the carriage had already reacted, and bowed to Leng Mo Ran, "I have seen the prince, in Xia Jingheng, he is the third son of the Yasukuni family." ”

Leng Mo Ran raised his eyebrows, and said in a tone that was not polite: "Why did you stop the carriage of this king?" ”

Jing Heng glanced inside the carriage, but because of the tightness of the cold ink dyeing, he didn't see the person he wanted to see, he arched his hand and said: "I can't hide it, I heard that the second girl of the Xiao family is in this car, and I grew up with her since childhood, and the relationship is very good." At this time, they met on the way back to Beijing, and they thought it was a kind of fate, so they dared to stop the car. ”

Xiao Xixi, who was in the carriage, heard the person opposite mention herself, so she also poked her head out to look.

The cold ink stained the curtain of the car, and saw Xiao Xixi poking her head out from under his arm, quite an illusion of holding her in his arms.

Xiao Xixi blinked and looked at Jing Heng for a long time before he could barely find this person from the memory of the original owner.

Knowing is knowing, but if you say that you have grown up together since childhood, is it a bit excessive?

Jing Heng saw Xiao Xixi, a pair of fox eyes full of sparkling smiles, and he said softly: "Yu'er, long time no see." ”

Xiao Xixi was stunned by this title, this is too ambiguous, right? And in front of her nominal husband.

She tilted her neck and looked up at Leng Moran's expression, but she made Leng Moran feel more comfortable, and her originally gloomy complexion eased a lot.

Leng Mo said: "Jing Gongzi called this king's princess in front of this king, is it inappropriate?" ”

Jing Heng arched his hand and said: "It's rude in Xia, it's really because I have a very good relationship with Yu'er in Xia, so I'm used to being called like this, and please don't blame the prince." ”

Xiao Xixi always felt that Jing Heng spoke strangely, and she didn't hide the dissatisfaction in her heart, and said: "I don't seem to know you very well, don't call me that in the future." ”

Jing Heng's face flashed with loss and self-blame, and he frowned: "It's me who is wrong, I know, I will never do it again in the future." ”

Xiao Xixi nodded, "Okay, you can go, don't block us from going home." ”

After speaking, he didn't give Jing Heng time to react, so he retracted his head.

With a smile on his lips, Leng Mo looked at Jing Heng, who had been standing in place for a long time and refused to leave, "Isn't the third prince Jing still leaving?" ”

"I haven't been back to Beijing for a long time, and I plan to invite a few friends to have a small gathering in the teahouse this time, I don't know if the princess wants to appreciate her face?" Jing Heng originally wanted to ask Xiao Xixi when she said this, but now she went back to the carriage, so although Jing Heng said it to Leng Mo Ran, she deliberately raised her voice to let Xiao Xixi in the carriage hear it.

Xiao Xixi didn't want to go at first glance, but after thinking about it carefully, she immediately had an idea, she got out from under the cold ink stained arm with ease, blinked her eyes full of anticipation and asked, "Teahouse reunion?" ”

Jing Heng was overjoyed when he saw her come out, and immediately nodded, "Exactly, are you going?" ”

Leng Mozhi's heart was entrenched in anger, and Xiao Xixi was unaware of it at this moment, and still asked with a smile: "Is the teahouse decided?" ”

Jing Heng didn't know what he meant, but said honestly: "It's not yet, I haven't been in Beijing for many years, and I don't know which teahouse is better now." Does the princess have any recommendations? ”

(End of chapter)