Ling Yue was carried into the backyard door.

[Ah, it's so fragrant! Ling Yue's baby sniffed, it was so fragrant, she was born for seven or eight months, and she hadn't eaten meat yet.

As a baby, although she eats all-you-can-eat milk every day, Ling Yue still misses the taste of meat very much.

"Heh, I heard you're meditating?" Jun Qingcang snorted coldly, lifted the bamboo curtain, and walked into the meditation room.

The meditation room is very large, the decoration is simple, and one couch occupies half of the room.

There is a person sitting on the couch, his black hair hangs down on one side, wearing a moon-white robe, just looking at the side face, it is the fairy wind of the bones, waiting for him to raise his eyes, that pair of peach blossom and phoenix eyes, looking forward to life, really eye-catching.

[This person is too beautiful! Baby Ling Yue couldn't help but shout in her heart, she looked at it for a while, and then turned her little head to look around: [Hey, where is the bald donkey? How can it be so good that a person eats roast chicken in this temple, it is a big rebellion! 】

Jun Qingcang was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at the little guy in his arms, and the one who held back his smile was uncomfortable.

He found that his little Bao'er was really rare, and his little brain was full of strange ideas.

Even this time, she stared at the beautiful man seriously, and he felt very cute.

"Yo, what gust of wind blew our Majesty over?" When he was almost finished, the beautiful man looked up, wiped his hands, and got up to get off the ground.

"If the prohibition in the backyard is opened, so many good men and women in the front yard will rush over, if they see you like this, what do you think they will do?" Jun Qingcang put the little girl on the big couch, turned around and said.

"Isn't it like they can't come in!" Ci'en stood on the edge of the couch, looking sideways at the well-behaved little ball sitting on the couch, he bent down and stretched out his hand......

"Hmm!" Ling Yue looked at the slender fingers stretched out and hid back in disgust.

As a result, I accidentally went straight to the back.

"Don't touch my girl." Jun Qingcang hurriedly went over, stretched out his hand and rubbed his daughter's head: "Xiao Yue'er is obedient, does it hurt?" ”

"Tsk, when did His Majesty the Emperor become so loving and doting on his daughter?" Cien shook her head and smacked her lips.

"Wipe your hands clean, one hand of oil." Jun Qingcang helped his daughter to sit down, and he introduced her seriously: "Yue'er, this is Master Ci'en." ”

Ling Yue: [It's not a bald donkey, so much hair? Still so bewitching? Still eat roast chicken? What kind of master is this! 】

The baby is very speechless.

Jun Qingcang glanced at Ci'en and agreed with the baby's point of view.

Ci'en looked at Xiao Tuanzi, raised her lips and smiled: "The little thing is really good-looking, and it has a Buddha nature and wisdom root!" ”

"Alright, don't beat my daughter's idea." Jun Qingcang took a towel from the side and threw it to Ci'en, and said, "Wipe your hands, sit down, and I'll talk to you about something." ”

Ci'en took the towel and wiped his hands clean, then he put away the things on the table and placed the tea tray before he lifted his robe and sat down.

Ling Yue looked at the two men sitting opposite, her big eyes were full of light.

[Wow, my father is good-looking. Ling Yue sighed.

Jun Qingcang personally lit the tea stove, listening to his daughter's heart, he smiled.

[However, this fake bald donkey is also good-looking, he is not the same beauty as his father. Ling Yue was a little excited to sit between the two beautiful men.

The person of mercy and grace is really in the history books.

Just now, when the two men were busy moving the table and taking the tea tray, Ling Yuebao went into the space, and she found out the monk in the original history of Daliang.

"Master Ci'en, died young, it is said that he has been extremely intelligent since he was a child, has the qualifications of immortals, is a rare intelligent person, and he was born beautiful, and the legend has a beautiful legend of throwing fruits, but this person died in the thirteenth year of Daliang." System Xiao Shi called up the message of mercy and showed it to Ling Yue, as he spoke.

Throwing fruit and winning the car, isn't that Pan An?

Why does this person have such a reputation?

[No wonder those big girls and little daughters-in-law outside came with flowers and fruits, it turned out to be for this fake bald donkey! Ling Yue spat and thought to herself.

The long eyelashes of the 'fake bald donkey' who was peeling melon seeds and eating trembled, he raised his eyes to look at Ling Yue, reached out and pinched her face, and said, "Little girl, are you hungry, your saliva is flowing so much!" ”

Baby Ling Yue: [Fake bald donkey, other people's babies can't help but send a few, it's okay, they have teeth, and there is always a lot of saliva in their mouths. 】

"Don't move your hands and feet, Yue'er's face is tender, don't pinch it." Jun Qingcang saw that this 'fake bald donkey' actually pinched his daughter's face, and he was immediately unhappy and scolded.

"I don't like how many people out there want me to open the light to their children!" Cien looked at the little girl and said, "This little girl is good, I'm quite rare, otherwise, let me be an apprentice." ”

[Don't, you may die young next year, and the baby won't be your apprentice.] Ling Yue's baby spit out a bubble, and she didn't have much sympathy for this 'fake bald donkey' in her heart, and she had no feelings.

Jun Qingcang's eyelids drooped, and seeing that his friend was concentrating on making tea, he sighed and said, "You have stayed enough in this temple, why don't you go down the mountain with me." ”

He didn't know how to ask his daughter, but there was a way to keep Ci'en from dying next year.

If mercy is with him, it is good.

If Ci En is sick, he can have the best medical officer in the Imperial City see Ci En for a consultation.

If anyone wants to kill Ci'en, he can also use all his guards to protect him.

Ci'en was met on the battlefield when he was a teenager, when he was leading his troops to fight the enemy army as a former general, but he accidentally encountered a plot and fell into a desperate situation.

It was the appearance of mercy that saved him from breaking through.

Since then, they have become friends of life and death.

Later, Ci'en helped him take the Liang and ascend the throne as the emperor.

Therefore, in front of Ci'en, Jun Qingcang has never had an emperor's shelf, and even Ci'en can ask Jun Qingcang to wipe his hands with a towel.

"Do you keep roasting chicken every day?" Cien asked.

"That's not a problem." Jun Qingcang replied.

[Father, is this to protect the 'fake bald donkey'? Ling Yue slandered in his heart: [This 'fake bald donkey' seems to have good kung fu, probably not to be killed, it may be sick to death! ] 】

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" Ci'en choked on the tea.

"What's wrong with you?" Jun Qingcang twisted his eyebrows and stared at Ci'en, he was afraid that what Xiao Yue'er said made sense, this guy has been eating and drinking all day long, and it is not impossible if there is really something wrong with eating.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just that I choked on melon seeds." Ci'en waved his hand, he looked at Ling Yue, and said, "I'm so beautiful, enter your harem, and the outside world will have to say that your Great Liang Emperor has a habit of breaking his sleeves!" ”