Four years later.

Woods on the outskirts of the capital.

On a big tree on the side of the sheep intestine path, a little nun leaned on the branches, carrying a small bronze mirror to look left and right, and a tender white face almost didn't kiss the mirror.

Bright eyes stared at a small, barely visible scratch on the cheek, and frowned.

It's been four years, and she has traveled all over the mountains, and her little face hasn't been repaired yet, so irritable!

Pick up the green ointment in the bottle with your fingertips, carefully apply it to the scratches, push it away little by little, and massage it......

The expression was as pious as if he was restoring the most precious porcelain.

On the side, wearing a gray Taoist robe, who looked like a little milk bag about four or five years old, grinned and showed a cute smile, and said sweetly, "You are the most beautiful today, you are the most beautiful tomorrow, you are the most beautiful the day after tomorrow, and the most beautiful person in the world is you!" ”

Qiao Ruxing smiled when she heard this, "Baby is awesome, Mommy loves you!" ”

Bah......

Leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

Qiao Shuai looked calm, and only said that his mother was beautiful, and his mother loved him.

My mother's favorite thing is to praise her for her beauty in the prosperous world, and he has long been well versed in the way of survival.

The mother is in charge of Meimeimei, and he is in charge of staring at the intersection over there.

After a while, through the gap between the branches and leaves, I saw a group of people and horses coming this way from a distance.

Qiao Shuai raised his little hand and pulled the corner of his mother's clothes.

Qiao Ruxing was talking to her little face in the mirror, she couldn't give up, and she didn't raise her head and said, "Don't disturb the beauty to be busy with great things." ”

Qiao Shuai immediately suppressed his voice and said in a low voice, "The United States is beautiful and fragrant, and the people over there are here!" ”

Qiao Ruxing then stuffed the bronze mirror into his arms, pinched his little face and said, "The words are used well, stay here." ”

Qiao Shuai saw the mighty team over there, and suddenly regretted it a little, and said in a low voice, "Meimei, that seems to be a big shot, let's not provoke it." ”

"What about the big guys, I want to go to the emperor Lao Tzu."

Qiao Ruxing said disappreciably, staring at the person for a moment.

The first one wore a black background gold thread embroidered moire brocade robe, with a beautiful face, a clear and handsome appearance, and a straight posture sitting on a big black horse.

In the early morning sun, his body seemed to be covered with a layer of eternal ice, indifferent and arrogant, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of supreme momentum that looked at the world.

Qiao Ruxing put a snow-white veil on his cheeks, saw the right time, and fell from the tree at once.

Yes......

There was a rapid whisper.

Jun Beiye, who was walking in front, heard this familiar voice, and the ghost envoy stretched out his hand and caught her at once.

Qiao Ruxing was frightened and suddenly hugged his waist.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance penetrated into the tip of his nose, Jun Beiye's body stiffened, and he felt familiar inexplicably, and even had a palpitation for a moment.

It felt so weird that I forgot to throw her away for a while.

Father-in-law Cha on the side was half frightened, and was the first to react, shouting, "Who are you?" What a crime to be guilty of colliding with an adult! ”

Qiao Ruxing looked too frightened, as if she had finally come back to her senses, and hurriedly climbed down from the man's body.

Straightened the robe on his body, and said respectfully, "The poor nun is from Shuiyue Nunnery, because Master Xuanjing ordered him to collect dew on the tree to make cold incense pills for the ladies in the palace. ”

Master Xuanjing often enters the palace, and takes out the ladies in the palace to scare these big shots.

With that, he hung his head.

The little hand tightly clenched the delicate white jade bottle hanging on his chest, and his body seemed to tremble slightly because of fear.

The extremely loose Taoist robe was covered on the body, and the body looked slender like a willow, and I saw that I was very pitiful.

Jun Beiye's cold eyes stared at her condescendingly, staring at the small piece of slender snow-white neck exposed by her drooping eyes, eager to freeze her into an ice sculpture.