After Mo Yubu finished cooking, he filled a bowl of rice and sat opposite Xu Yourong.

The two looked at each other and smiled slightly.

Such a strange scene, if it were Chen Changsheng and Tang Thirty-six, they would definitely not be able to stand it, but they had long been used to it.

Just like many years ago, when Niangniang was eating, she was very strict, and no one was allowed to speak, and she could only communicate with her eyes.

Xu Yourong and Mo Yu don't know how many times they have communicated with their eyes, they have already had a tacit understanding, and it is very easy to see what the other party is thinking.

It's just that at that time, the content of the exchange was often which dish was delicious today, which dish was not delicious, Niangniang seemed to be in a good mood today, Yanyu had already taken three chopsticks, Niangniang said last night that she would deprive the prime minister of his official position, it seemed to be true, otherwise why couldn't even drink my favorite Bisi soup today, but today they are communicating about something else.

Mo Yu looked at her and blinked, this was to ask her what she thought of Chen Changsheng and that marriage contract.

Xu Yourong's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he didn't pay attention to it, but the position of his fingers holding the chopsticks moved forward a few points.

Mo Yu noticed this detail and began to sympathize with Chen Changsheng.

She remembers very well that when Xu Yourong was unhappy when she was a child, she would subconsciously exert herself when she held chopsticks, so she would hold them more and more forward. One year, she saw Xiao Xu Yourong hold chopsticks like this, and that afternoon, there were more than a dozen non-venomous snakes in the palace where Pingguo lived, and then Pingguo's face was painted into a big flower face in the play that night......

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The eunuchs and palace maids were far away outside the hall, and they were not surprised by the picture in the hall, and their expressions did not change at all.

There are not many people who are qualified to eat at the same table with the Holy Queen Niangniang, and Xu Yourong is one of them.

This has nothing to do with her current status as a saint in the south, since she was very young, Niangniang would often take her into the palace and then eat together. At that time, in addition to Xu Yourong, there were also Mo Yu, Princess Pingguo and Chen Liuwang. Later, when King Chen Liuwang was sixteen years old, he rarely stayed in the palace, and he had less time to eat with his mother, as for Princess Pingguo...... It is said that she went to the Xishan Temple outside the city tonight to burn incense, and everyone understood that Her Royal Highness the princess didn't want to face Xu Yourong, who had made her envious and jealous for so many years, so she avoided it.

After lunch, Mo Yu stayed in the hall to deal with the file, and the holy queen got up and said to Xu Yourong, "Come with me." ”

Xu Yourong followed her and came directly to the highest place in Kyoto.

Standing on the Gan terrace, looking at the street market in Kyoto, and looking at the Tianshu Mausoleum in the distance, Xu Yourong remembered the scene when he was playing here when he was a child, and a heartfelt smile appeared on his face.

"It's the first time you've laughed today. ”

With his hands behind his back, he stood on the edge of the Gan terrace without looking back.

Xu Yourong smiled, walked behind her, and said slowly: "The pressure is coming suddenly, I don't know how to deal with it." ”

This naturally speaks of taking over as the saint of the South.

The holy queen said: "The so-called holy woman is just a statue of a god, with your comprehension ability, what is so difficult to do?"

Xu Yourong knew that this was Niangniang's long-standing opinion on the position of the saint of the south, and there was no way to change it, so he smiled and said nothing.

"I kind of know where your stress is coming from. The holy queen turned to look at her, thinking about the scene in the Zhou Garden that night on the pond of the cold palace, looking at her and smiling and saying: "The word love is the most harmful, can you avoid it or avoid it." ”

Xu Yourong was slightly startled, feeling that Niangniang seemed to have seen something, but it was just ...... No one would know about that, not even him...... Don't you still know?

The Holy Queen did not continue the topic, her gaze crossed her shoulder, and landed on the tops of the distant mountains in the south, which were gradually covered with snow, and asked, "What do you have to say to me before she leaves?"

Xu Yourong said calmly: "Master said, I hope Niangniang won't worry too much about state affairs and live more of her own life." ”

The Holy Queen was a little displeased when she heard this, and said in a slightly cold voice: "It's really stupid. ”

Involving his own division commander, although Xu Yourong was a little helpless, he had to argue a few sentences.

The holy queen said: "I think back then, the eldest princess was too good in Daxizhou, but she was jealous and even feared by her own brother, and that waste even looked at her in the end and was shocked, and in the end she had no choice, and because of her parents' attitude, she was a little disheartened, so she would marry away from the White Emperor City...... Now it seems that your master is as stupid as she is. ”

Xu Yourong thought quietly, if the eldest princess becomes the queen of Daxizhou, or now becomes the queen of the White Emperor City, which life is happier, who can say for sure except herself?

"It's not easy for a woman to survive in this world, it's even more difficult to have her own position, and it's even more difficult to be like us and be able to stand in the highest position, it's a very difficult thing, not to mention that idiot of Infinity Bi, your master's natural understanding and wisdom can be said to be one in ten thousand, I thought she would be different from other stupid women, but as a result?

The holy queen's expression became extremely indifferent, and she said, "What does it mean to live? Why can a woman only live?"

Xu Yourong thought of an incident before he came, and said softly: "Uncle Su said that Niangniang will definitely say this, and there is no difference in even the words." ”

The Holy Queen raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Oh, what did Xiao Xiao Su say?"

In today's world, among those strong people who have stepped into the sacred realm, Su Li and the Holy Maiden of the South are half a generation later than the Pope and the Holy Queen, and because of their complicated attitude towards Su Li, the saints other than the Holy Maiden of the South will call him Xiao Xiao Su when they mention this person. It seems that only in this way can they show their somewhat annoyed attitude towards Su Li.

Because in their opinion, Su Li is a trouble.

"Uncle Su wants me to say ...... to you," Xu Yourong glanced at her and continued: "It's not easy to be alone, so why bother doing it?"

Listening to Su Li's words, the Holy Queen was silent for a long time, and then suddenly laughed, and the laughter was full of frankness and disdain.

"Niangniang, don't blame Master, it is not easy for her to persuade Uncle Su to travel the world with her. ”

Since last autumn, both the Great Zhou Dynasty and the forces of Tiannan have been making relevant preparations, and it seems that it has been determined that the confluence of the north and the south is imperative. At that time, there were many people who didn't understand, even a big man at the level of Xue Xingchuan knew about the execution but couldn't understand it, obviously Su Li was still leaving the mountain, why the sage didn't consider his attitude at all when he promoted this matter.

It turned out that it was because the southern saintess persuaded Su Liyi to stay away from the grievances and grievances of the world, and no longer pay attention to these things.

The holy queen said that the southern saint couldn't pass the love pass, but in fact, how could Su Li get by.

That love word is the fetters, and it is the premise of the confluence of the north and the south.

The Holy Queen's words were extremely tough and sarcastic, because she sighed: "Your master's best years have been withered in the Holy Maiden Peak, but he has been eating, drinking, and having fun outside, and has lived happily for so many years, found a demon princess as a lover, and gave birth to a daughter, without delaying anything, and finally getting tired of playing, so I went back to find her, and then watched the dusk and sunset together and said how beautiful it was? ”

There are only two people of the same sex in this world who can communicate with her on an equal footing in the spiritual world, and now there is one less of them, and it is because of men, which is the most unacceptable reason for her.

Xu Yourong didn't answer, because she was talking about her elders, and because of ...... Actually, sometimes she thinks like that.

"She's just gone, leaving a girl like you, isn't she worried?"

The holy queen looked at Xu Yourong, raised her eyebrows slightly and said: "In the end, it's not that I have to worry about it, I really become stupid when I am with a man, and I am smarter than anyone else." ”

Xu Yourong smiled and said, "Anyway, I was also raised by my mother, and my mother would be able to teach for a few more years." ”

"It's not teaching, it's communicating. ”

The Holy Queen looked at her and nodded, this is a courtesy.

Xu Yourong was surprised, and then quickly calmed down and returned the salute seriously.

She is not a saint, but she is already a saint of the South.

From this moment on, she and Niangniang will have to talk on an equal footing, even if it is superficially equal.

"Since you are a saint of the south, you have to think more about the southerners, this is the foundation of your life, even if it is ...... You need to oppose me in the future. ”

"Understood. ”

"Just like I said at the beginning, men can't look down on us, so the generations of saints before your master basically rarely leave Nanxi Zhai, on the surface they are studying the Heavenly Book Tablet and forgetting the red dust, but in fact, they also know that it is good to ensure their own sense of existence, but they can't let their sense of existence be too strong. If you don't want to be a god, you can't do that. ”

"How?"

"Men don't like us to be high, so we have to be high, and we have to step on them so that they can't speak, and they don't dare to oppose it. ”

The saint said expressionlessly.

Xu Yourong knew that this seemingly overly simple and rude sentence was Niangniang's will, and it was a reminder of her future saintly career, but ...... It is even more a requirement for the upcoming battle.

She can't afford to lose to Chen Changsheng.

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Chen Changsheng sat by the lake of the National Education College in a daze.

The white crane stood beside him, also in a daze.

The fine snow fell from the sky and fell on the white crane's body, adding to the meaning of holiness, and falling on his body, as if he was sad and white-headed.

"What should I do?" he looked at Bai He and asked worriedly, "If there is really no way to avoid it, you must fight her, how to fight?"

Bai He tilted his head slightly and looked at him, as if to say, you should ask her about this kind of thing, not me.

He thought about it for a long time, and finally whispered to himself: "If you really can't do it, then lose to her?"

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In the light snow, Xu Yourong walked in the streets of Kyoto with an umbrella.

There was not a single disciple of Nanxi Zhai by her side, nor did she leave the palace priests or palace guards, she walked alone.

For some reason, she didn't change her appearance today, she was as beautiful as a fairy, but she didn't attract anyone's attention, let alone be discovered.

The people in the street restaurants, the laborers squatting on the threshold to eat noodles, don't seem to be able to see her under the umbrella.

Or maybe it's because the umbrella in her hand is not ordinary - the umbrella looks a little old, gray and simple, and it is the yellow paper umbrella.