Less than half an hour after Qian Zhao returned to the palace, two disciples of the temple came to the small courtyard.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Leng Miqian, who had the appearance of Bai Yingyue, sitting at the table and looking down at something, and the eyes of Cangyue led by him slipped with anger, "...... How can you sit in the house? ”

"Huh?" Leng Miqian raised his eyes to look at the two people who entered the room when he heard the sound, and when he met the angry gaze that glared at him, Leng Miqian looked confused, and he was confused for a while.

"I ask you, how can this slut sit in the house? What about the high priest? Cangyue's voice was a little more fierce.

Didn't you say that the high priest was in some bad health?

Why is there only this lowly ugly woman in the house?

Leng Miqian couldn't help frowning when she heard this, did she hear it wrong, this uninvited woman who came fiercely and viciously actually called her a slut?

You actually call her cheap?! Person?!

Seeing that Leng Miqian didn't make a sound, Cangyue couldn't help but be angry, on weekdays, Bai Yingyue would stand aside respectfully and wait when she saw her, and when she passed by, she was even more frightened and didn't dare to raise her head, and now she was still sitting in front of her and didn't move? !

Thinking of this, Cang Yue strode forward and stretched out her hand to pull Leng Miqian's hair and pull the person off the chair, but before her hand touched Leng Miqian's hair, she only felt that the figure of the person in the seat moved to the side.

Cang Yue was stunned for a moment, looking at the emptiness of her hands, and then seeing the coldness that flashed to the side and frowned at herself, the anger in her eyes was even more vigorous, "You still dare to hide?!" ”

As a disciple of the temple, she is the best role model in the temple in terms of both the years she has been in the temple and her attainment of witchcraft and spirits. Even the Temple Elder had told her more than once that she was definitely the most satisfactory candidate for the High Priest's disciples.

It is precisely because of this that all the disciples in the temple are respectful to her, after all, once she becomes the disciple of the high priest, then she is very likely to become the next high priest, but as long as it is her opinion, the disciples of the temple will do it one by one, even if it is a punishment, they never dare to disobey.

After all, who would be so discerning as to oppose the future High Priest disciple?

And now, this lowly woman who doesn't even have the identity of a disciple of the temple dares to hide?!

Hearing the word "slut" again, Leng Mi's eyebrows narrowed.

She seemed to have heard in the kitchen just now that the master asked the annoying uncle to go back and call someone to serve, could it be the two in front of her?

"Bai Yingyue, you are just a lowly servant who cleans the stables, do you think that if you dress cleanly and show your foxy method in front of the high priest, you can make the high priest treat you differently? If you clamp your tail and roll back to your stable and never appear in front of me again, I can let you go, or I will tear your mouth and make you a hundred times more ugly than now! ”

Every word in Cangyue's words hit Leng Miqian's heart like a thunderbolt.

If Leng Miqian hadn't seen this scene in front of her with her own eyes, she would never have thought that this fairy woman in front of her would have such a disgusting face.

What's more........

Leng Miqian's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and when she woke up, she saw the scar on her face, which was a deep scar that extended directly from the bottom of her left eye to the lower jaw of her left face, although it had now scabbed, but judging from the recovery of the scar, she could definitely see the severity of the injury at that time.

For some reason, she didn't remember how the scar on her face came about.

So she thought about many possibilities, but considering her skills and reactions, all she thought of was the idea of being attacked by the enemy.

But she never thought that the unsightly scar on her face would actually be drawn by the elegant woman in front of her!

Leng Miqian couldn't help but touch the raised scar on his face, and the shadow of his long eyelashes projected on his cheeks was inexplicably a little more hazy, "....... So you left this scar......"

What a woman cares about most is her face, and from her smooth right cheek, she is also a beautiful embryo, but now it is good, there is an extra scar on the left side of her face that is twisted like a centipede, and the flesh that grows after healing is highlighted because it has not been properly treated, and it looks like a meat worm attached to the face from a distance.

Tut-tut........

Leng Miqian slowly raised his eyes, and when his gaze fell on Cangyue's body again, his eyes gradually curved, but when he looked closely, he would find that his curved eyebrows and eyes were full of killing intent.

"You're here?" The ghost suddenly walked into the house, and when he saw the blue moon suddenly appearing in the house, the two asked lightly, and then turned their heads sideways as if they were looking for something, until they saw Leng Mishallow standing in the corner, and the ghost's gaze settled.

Seeing the high priest suddenly appear, Cang Yue changed her previous fierce appearance, and immediately saluted the person standing at the door in a regular manner, her face was full of respect, "....... High Priest, Cangyue heard that the High Priest was sick, so he came here. ”

It's a pity that the ghost looks deaf and deaf, and looks sideways at the silent Leng Mishin in the room, his eyes are full of doubts, "...... What happened to you? ”

I have to say that this woman is so good at eating, not only did she finish all the food on the table, but she also let him continue to prepare food, and she also said that he was slow to cook, and when he was ready, he could be used as a supper.

He couldn't control the yin spirit aura in his body, so he naturally responded obediently.

was preparing in the kitchen, and suddenly noticed that the yin spirit aura in his body was scurrying, and there was an indescribable anger and anger, and his heart suddenly thought that he had a yin spirit bond with Leng Miqian, and he could inexplicably have this kind of strange emotion of anger and attack, it must be that something happened to Leng Miqian, and he hurriedly looked for the jade.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the house, he saw that Cangyue and Cangyu had arrived, and Leng Miqian was standing quietly aside, and he couldn't see half of his emotions on his face.

Seeing that Leng Miqian didn't respond, the ghost couldn't help frowning, and turned his head to look at Cang Yue, who was greeting himself, "...... What did you just do? ”

Cang Yue's heart was shocked, and she hurriedly raised her head and explained, "...... Back to the words of the high priest, Cangyue did not do anything. Cangyue was worried about your body, High Priest, so she just went into the house and asked the High Priest where you were. ”

Seeing the silent "Bai Yingyue" standing aside, Cang Yue was very sure that no fourth person would know what she had just said, heh, after all, after she scratched Bai Yingyue's face, didn't that slut dare to say anything?

Besides, what if this slut says it?

The high priest was high above all and had extremely strict requirements for those who could serve him closely.

Among them, appearance is the most important level.

Looking at it, the people who can follow the high priest, both men and women, definitely have outstanding appearances.

The High Priest never had a good opinion of the lowly servants, otherwise they would not have been served by the temple disciples, and even so, those who came from families were often put to death by the high priest for inappropriate behavior or inadvertent speech.

So, what can a little ugly woman who doesn't even have the status of a disciple of the temple expect?!

When the ghost heard this, his eyes were cloudy, and when he looked at Leng Miqian with a side face, there were obviously more doubts in his eyes.

At this moment, he can obviously feel the oppression from this woman's spiritual aura, and if he wants to say that nothing happened in the house just now, the ghost doesn't believe it.

[Extra: Christmas Eve and Christmas Eve are still overtime dogs~~ But I hope you have a super happy life! ] 】

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