Xu was because he participated in the autumn moon banquet held by Fu Jinglin, and saw the back of the orange emblem at the entrance, Xie Zhao actually dreamed of the past for a long time at night.

I dreamed of the old man.

At that time, she was only about ten years old, and she was able to calm down a little every day except for practicing swords, and she couldn't be idle at all.

- Although she is used to pretending to be outside, and she is quite capable of bluffing, most people who know her well will have a headache about her uneasy temperament.

Fu Jingci turned his arm to collect his sword, pulled a brilliant sword flower, and then plucked his ears very imagelessly, and fluttered down from the eaves of the palace.

"Poof, what? You said Nanxu brought a child back? ”

At that time, Lu Shuqi had just turned eighteen years old, and although he knew that it was not of much use, he still had a headache and sighed helplessly, and then reminded, "Your Highness...... Pay attention to the wind gauge. ”

Fu Jingci smiled and replied nonchalantly, "What are you afraid of, this is the Zhaohua Hall of Shentai Palace, and there are no outsiders, little birds, why are they frightened." ”

She owes her hands and mouth, and likes to give other names to the people around her, so much so that the nickname "Little Bird" has accompanied Lu Hurt Bird almost throughout her youth.

He looked at her helplessly, "Princess......"

The ten-year-old little goddess of Shentai Palace jumped forward, grabbed the arm of the injured bird, and asked anxiously with her eyebrows.

"Oh, don't change the subject! You just said that Nanxu picked up a son and came back? ”

Lu Hurt Sparrow: "......"

He looked at the little princess in front of him speechlessly.

Your Highness said carefully...... When did your subordinates say that? The subordinates said that the high priest had rescued a child with excellent bones. ”

When Fu Jingci heard the words "High Priest", his playful expression narrowed slightly.

She lowered her brow and said no more.

Lu Hurt Bird felt a pain in her heart, knowing that she must be a famous person and missed the ancestor who had just died, so she muttered: "Your Highness, Hurt Bird said the wrong thing, don't be sad." ”

Fu Jingci was silent for a moment, and suddenly raised his head and smiled, his beautiful little face was already vaguely visible in the future.

"Actually, you are not mistaken, Nanxu is indeed the high priest. Master...... Although he passed away at the beginning of the year, he said that no matter where he is in the future, he will turn into stardust and accompany and protect us day and night. ”

Just later...... In this red dust three thousand worlds, she no longer has a master.

Her maternal grandfather Tianchen Shangzhuguo and Emperor Xie Lin have passed away for many years, and several uncles who fought desperately in the border war have died one after another.

In addition to her mother, the Xie family now has only a little uncle who does not know martial arts.

And the metropolitan governor Bai Mengxian and the concubine Bai clan in the palace year by year, the Bai family out of several princes and princesses arrogant, accustomed to pretending, often take advantage of her absence Zhaoge, rude to the mother and younger brother.

In the past two years, Empress Xie's body has also become weaker and weaker.

Although the young Princess Tianchen had a smile on her face, there was a trace of loneliness in her eyes.

She is known to the world as the hope of Tianchen Zhongxing, but now that she is young, she can't do anything......

She's really useless, she thought sadly.

Lu Hurt frowned, "Your Highness—"

"-Alright!"

Fu Jingci suddenly raised his head lively, interrupting the comforting words that Lu Hurt Bird was about to exit.

"Don't talk about that, by the way, what about the kid? Walk! We'll see! It must be extraordinary to bring back Nanxu, a cold-faced and cold-hearted person. ”

Lu Hurt Bird was helpless, so she had to accompany her to fly over to the Qingxu Hall with a light sword, and from a distance, she saw a child holding a godly incense burner, kneeling respectfully outside the door of the Qingxu Palace.

Fu Jingci was stunned when she landed, her small brows furrowed tightly, and she looked curiously at the child kneeling outside the Qingxu Palace.

"Imp, you...... Is it the child that the guy in Nanxu picked up, isn't it, and brought back? ”

The girl's concubine-colored skirt is embroidered with elegant golden epiphany, which seems to glow in the sun.

The child only felt that the girl in front of him was dazzling like a round of sun.

She is a god...... Immortals?

The child had never seen such a noble and beautiful person in his life, and he hurriedly lowered his head tremblingly, his little head almost buried in his chest, and he didn't even dare to look up at her again.

It's as if just one more look is blasphemy.

"Hey, why don't you speak?"

Fu Jingci frowned, seeing that the child always hung his head and refused to speak, so he looked back at the road in confusion.

“...... Little bird, Nanxu rarely did a good deed, and actually picked up a little mute. ”

When the child heard this, he suddenly raised a trace of courage and opened his mouth to justify himself:

"I, I'm not dumb, I can talk."

Fu Jingci said "Huh", turned his head with burning eyes, and then walked up to him with a smile, squatted down with the hem of his skirt, and looked at him at eye level.

"It's not dumb, kid, how old are you?"

The child paused suspiciously for a moment, as if he was a little unsure of his age.

He hesitated for a moment before he said, "...... Seven years old? Eight years old? ”

He has lived a messy life for nearly half a year, begging for a living everywhere, and almost chaotic time.

"!"

The girl raised her chin, and her words were indecent, but she smiled crookedly, without a trace of malice.

"How can you be seven or eight years old when you are so young? Deceptive, right? ”

The child was anxious, and quickly knelt straighter, "No, no!" I never lie. ”

Lu Hurt Bird said helplessly, "Princess......"

...... This cunning highness is teasing the child again.

Fu Jingci stood up again in confusion and raised his hand to compare the height difference between the two.

"Now, you see, I'm ten years old, and I'm so much taller than you!"

When she said "then", she also exaggerated a big circle.

"—So, how can you be seven or eight years old? Look at you, five years old at most! Couldn't be more. ”

The child shook his head again and again, "No, no, I'm really seven or eight years old, not five, I just look ......"

Speaking of this, the kid hung his head a little aggrieved, "I'm just...... Looks a little short. ”

Fu Jingci looked at the child's thin little body, and his little brows furrowed tightly, "Really?" Why are you so skinny? Don't eat? ”

The child tugged at the hem of his shabby shirt a little strained, "No...... Not...... There was no food to eat. ”

"Don't have anything to eat?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, and the next moment her expression was correct, and the temperament of the whole person suddenly changed.

If the children of that time had read the book, they would have known that the feeling was the innate and inviolable solemnity of the superiors.

She turned her head to look at Lu Hurt Bird, and said, "Is this child a refugee?" Has there been any natural or man-made disasters in Tianchen recently? Why didn't anyone tell me? Does the 'Maintenance Division' dare to have a vegetarian meal in the corpse? ”

Lu Shuqueo hesitated for a moment, and finally explained honestly: "Your Highness, when you broke through the Mahayana Heavenly Realm a few days ago, you happened to hear that the old sacrificial soul returned to the Star Sea, so your internal breath has not been very smooth.

Therefore, the high priest of Nanxu personally made a divine statement, and no personnel in Zhaoge City and the court were allowed to enter the Shentai Palace during this year, and his subordinates did not know. ”

Fu Jingci was a little anxious when he heard it.

"What? Nanxu doesn't allow me to be summoned in the imperial city? It's just nonsense, I am Princess Tianchen, the inheritor of the Luo Shu mantra and the big and small Sanskrit sounds, how can I be isolated from the world and only care about my own cultivation? The 'Maintenance Division' was originally built by my will, and I am obliged to be responsible for it to the end. Besides, my queen mother's health has not been good in recent years, and if there is any news of the imperial city left behind because of this-"

"If there is anything wrong with the queen's mother, it is also destiny. You have been cultivating in Shentai Palace for many years, and you should understand that life and death have life, and death is not the end of life. ”

A clear and cold young man's voice suddenly sounded behind them, interrupting Fu Jing's unfinished words.

"You fart!"

Fu Jingci suddenly turned around and stared at the sixteen-year-old boy who was already a lot taller than her with graceful and clear eyes.

She stretched out a finger and unceremoniously pointed at the supreme young man sacrifice of Shentai Palace.

"My mother's immortal blessings are eternal, the blessings are boundless, what the hell are you talking nonsense?"

The girl said angrily, "Also, you are also a priest, do you know what it means to avoid suspicion, this kind of thing is nonsense, accumulate some virtue, in case it ......"

She was so angry that she couldn't go on, what if it came true?!