Qiao Ruxing said with a smile, "The prince is really refreshing!" That beauty doesn't beat around the bush, so I want to ask where Jun Zhiyan's mother is from? Where do the lovers live? How did the prince meet the second son's mother? How do you know that this beauty has the blood of the love clan in her body? ”

Since she has the blood of the love clan in her body, she must know where the blood of the love clan comes from.

Moreover, she herself didn't know that she had the blood of the love clan in her body, but King Anton knew, which made her very uneasy.

King Anton seemed to have expected her to come and ask questions, and there was no big expression on his face, just fell into a kind of dazed reminiscence.

When did you meet Birch?

It had been a long, long time ago, but the scene at first sight was still so clearly imprinted in his mind, as if it were yesterday.

King Anton thought about the scene when he first met, and his face suddenly revealed a gentle smile.

Even the hoarse voice was much softer.

It was a snowy day, and he ambushed a large group of mountain bandits who tried to break into Beiyan, and was struck in the process of fighting them, and rode his horse back along the way, not wanting to finally fall into the abyss because of excessive blood loss when he passed through the cliff.

I thought I was going to die, but I didn't want to, but when I woke up, I found myself lying in a thatched hut, and a beautiful girl beside me was feeding him medicine.

The girl wears coarse cotton clothes, does not apply powder, does not wear hairpin rings, but her appearance is beautiful, ice clear and jade, not stained with dust, and she is as beautiful as a fairy descending to the dust.

She blew on the decoction one by one, and then fed it to him one bite at a time.

He was fascinated by her face, and when he looked at her, he forgot to take the medicine, and the medicine flowed from the corners of his lips.

She probably fed it for a long time, but finally got impatient, so she simply poured the decoction into her mouth in one gulp, then leaned over, held his face, and forcibly fed the decoction.

He was so shocked that he just looked at her like this, forgetting to resist, and the decoction flowed into his mouth like this.

After pouring the decoction, she left him, wiped her lips, and snorted coldly, "A big man, drinking a medicine is grinding and chirping, what is it like!" ”

He was ashamed and angry!

He is the dignified King Anton, the king in charge of one party, this little girl, how dare she!

He looked angry, and wanted to open his mouth to reprimand her, but he didn't want to pull the wound before he could open his mouth, he gasped in pain, his face turned pale, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

When the girl saw him like this, she sneered, "Your life was saved by this girl, don't kill yourself without my permission!" ”

With that, the little hand lifted his clothes and saw dark red blood oozing from the wound on his waist and abdomen.

Immediately put the herbs prepared on the side and put it on him.

The movements are heavy and not gentle.

He gasped in pain, glared at her, and grinded his teeth slightly!

wanted to reprimand her, but had no choice but to give up.

The girl completely ignored his angry glare, tore a white cloth, and covered him with a clatter, and wrapped him in a very ugly, ugly kind of unsightly.

He grinned at it, but he couldn't do anything about her.

For half a month, she took care of him like this.

Although her attitude was a little worse, the medicine was excellent, and in less than half a month, he recovered a lot and moved freely.

When I got up and walked out of the thatched house, I found that this was under an abyss, surrounded by towering mountains, and there were no people, like a paradise.

The little girl lives here alone, with a large pack of wolves, living on flowers and dew every day, and occasionally hunting.

In order to help him nourish his body, he came back from a wild boar and boiled soup with Chinese herbs every day to help him replenish his body.

He drank Chinese medicine soup for a month, ate a wild boar, and since then he wants to vomit when he smells Chinese medicine.

She didn't know if he was tired of drinking Chinese herbal soup, or boiled it for him every day.

After boiling the soup, she disliked the smell of Chinese medicine all over her body, and would go to the pool behind the hut every time to take a bath.

Today, too, after boiling the potion, I plunged headlong into the icy pool and swam around like a mermaid.

He was observing this place, and happened to be here, and saw her undressed, diving, swimming bare in the pool, her snow-white skin shining brilliantly in the blue blue waves.

He was dumbfounded.

Well, I was dumbfounded by beauty!

There are girls who are beautiful when they put on their clothes and are even more beautiful when they are taken off, and she is this girl.

Slender and sturdy snow-white body, unhindered, carefree, like a beautiful fish swimming around in the water, swimming around......

He knew that it was unruly to stand here and peek, it was a hooligan's doing, but he couldn't control his sperm eyes, it involuntarily followed her posture, and was reluctant to leave for a moment.

A pair of feet were nailed to the spot, and they couldn't move at all.

She felt someone, turned her eyes slightly, a seaweed-like hair was scattered at her side, and a small face covered with water droplets suddenly burst into a beautiful smile, and she laughed with a "poof".

The laughter was as crisp as a silver bell.

He came back to his senses by her laughter, and suddenly felt two passions in his nose, and when he raised his hand to touch it, his hand was bright red.

I had two tubes of nosebleeds like a stunned blue.

She giggled and continued to wander in the blue waters, her long seaweed-like hair covering most of her body, looming and making her blood gush.

The heat between his snorts seemed to be gushing out again, and he turned his head in a hurry and strode out of here.

From then on, he couldn't stand her dangling in front of him.

Whenever she shook in front of him, his mind would automatically show the picture of her changing clothes under the moonlight.

Then, the heat on the tip of his nose churned, and he couldn't bear to look at her directly.

She has no scruples at all, she still comes and goes like a little wild horse every day, either hunting or collecting medicine, either picking medicine or flowers, and occasionally stroking the piano.

A broken piano, I don't know where she picked it up, she stroked it so much that it couldn't be tuned, and it couldn't be tuned.

He practiced swords under the flower tree, and every time he heard her caressing the piano, he felt a pain in his head, and couldn't help but throw the sword over to point at her.

When his body is completely raised, her song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" has been smoothed and very smooth.

However, he was a little reluctant to leave.

Between this valley, under the abyss, the sun rises and the sun sets, without any mundane trivialities, and it is simply the life of a fairy couple.

He actually had a nostalgic feeling for such a life.

Mo Mo ^^

(End of chapter)