Pick up the love of the daughter

Ten

Time flies, and three years have passed in a blink of an eye. In the past three years, nothing special has happened. For me, such a calm and unwavering situation almost made me forget all the events of my childhood.

In the past three years, I have my brother's pet on the left, Master's love on the right, and two good friends who have always cared for me. If life had gone on like this, I would have thought I was almost the happiest girl in the world.

"Miss Jun'er, are you there?" This soft whispering voice may not have a second person except for Sister Meng Yao.

"Sister Mengyao, why are you free today?"

I never thought that just because of this witty remark could make Meng Yao blush, and then hide her face and cry.

"Sister, did Jun'er say something that shouldn't be said?" I quickly stood up, and the mandarin duck water pattern embroidery that was being embroidered also rolled down from the table.

"Miss Jun'er, my sister came to you today to have some private words with you. I wonder if Miss Jun'er can make it easier?"

"Of course, please come in. ”

"Hmm. Meng Yao wore a silver-white full-breasted skirt today, the tassels on her chest hung down to her waist, and the gilded-trimmed stiff collar butterfly dress lined with the cover looked very happy. Only the tears on his face are not in order.

At this time, my brother was practicing in the other courtyard, and Nan Rong went to discuss with Beigong. I'm not disturbed by anyone, and I don't let him know much about the activities going on.

"I'm a little messy here, which makes my sister smile. "There are some unfinished embroideries on the machine, and together with the mandarin duck handkerchiefs that have accidentally rolled off, there are seven pieces in total.

In the past three years, I have gradually slept peacefully, and in the past three years, I have never seen the scarlet clothes.

Where are you now?

"Miss Jun'er, what should you do with me?" Sister Meng Yao hid her face and cried again after she said a word.

"Sister, don't worry, there are only you and me here, and my sister has something to say. ”

"Here's the thing, it ...... seven years ago"

Seven years ago, Meng Yao was also like me, full of curiosity about everything, and her stubborn temperament was no different from that of her senior sister.

When she was on a mission on an outing, Meng Yao was separated from her brother because she was curious and playful to pick a flower she had never seen before, and fell into a steep cliff.

Coincidentally, a silver-clad fox rushed forward to rescue her and send her back to the army.

But because of this, Meng Yao fell in love with this silver fox. In his spare time, he often went to the edge of the cliff where he almost fell to look for a life-saving benefactor. After many fruitless searches, he jumped off the cliff again. Who knows, this time, the benefactor who has been looking for it has reappeared, and has transformed into a human being.

Later, I learned that the benefactor's name was Lei Ze, who belonged to the Snow Fox clan and was the third son of the Snow Fox royal family.

Since then, the two have often gotten together to play. In getting along day and night, they all have affection for each other.

Somehow this matter was known to Meng Yao's sister's master, the head of Dongli, and Meng Yao punished him for not being qualified enough;

I thought things would end peacefully like this. But who knows, this time the Snow Fox Emperor actually brought the third prince to Ethereal Peak to choose a concubine.

One is the prince of the Snow Fox Clan, and the other is just the apprentice of the head, and he is an apprentice who is not outstanding.

If you choose a concubine for the third prince, it means that the female disciples who do not have a double monk have the opportunity to participate, and the important thing is to see who can stand out from the layers of selection, not to see who is more heartfelt than whom, nor to see who is more truthful than whom.

Therefore, unless the third prince takes the initiative, Sister Meng Yao has little chance of winning.

"Sister, if you have any questions, just say it, what kind of turn is it with Jun'er?"

"I, Jun'er...... Please help me...... As long as you help me, you can do whatever I want. ”

To help or not to help, this is really a big problem. Sister Meng Yao is knowledgeable and courteous, and has contact with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but none of them are good at it; although martial arts and immortals are also studied step by step; however, none of them are strong. If you only rely on the face of the water spirit, you will soon be played with in the palm of the hand by the man, and it will become difficult to gain a foothold. Since it is normal for the royal prince to have three palaces and six courts, who dares to guarantee that the third prince will not live up to Meng Yao in the future?

If you talk about martial arts, you will definitely suffer, and I have already taken the lead in getting this talent competition from my sister in charge. Now, it can only be the cultivation and advice of Sister Meng Yao's talents.

"Sister, when you got along with the third prince in the past, did he say what musical instrument he liked the most, or sister, you were addicted to that kind of musical instrument?"

"I, I really don't know. ”

I tried to calm my voice and said, "Sister, come." Close your eyes and open your heart. Think about it seriously. Even if you have the slightest feeling, then this instrument is the instrument that once resonated with you. ”

"I used to feel a little bit when I played the guqin. ”

"That's the guqin. Guqin is the first of the eight tones and the best of the six arts. When you practice it, it is gentle and in line with my sister's temperament, and it has the meaning of continuity. Presumably the most suitable for my sister. ”

Sure enough, as soon as I said this, Sister Meng Yao stopped crying and turned to laughing: "Well, don't forget to vote for me then." ”

"No problem, I'm really looking forward to my sister's performance. ”

After that, Sister Mengyao and I talked a little bit about ourselves, and it wasn't until Sunset quietly cast a shadow that we reluctantly said goodbye.

"Jun'er, why don't you eat?"

"Little sister, little sister......" my brother shook his hand in front of me a few times.

"Oh, just eat, eat that. Hulala, three times five divided by two, swept the things in the rice bowl and strode back to the room.

In my mind, it was full of the words that Sister Meng Yao "advised" me at the end:

Thirteen years old is an age to marry in the mortal world.

Why aren't you anxious about yourself at all?

In this immortal mountain, if you don't meet Lei Ze, it's really boring......

"When I get married, there are only two people of the opposite sex around me: one is my brother who is close to me by flesh and blood, and the other is a master who is not known how many years old. You can't let me choose one of them, can you?"

Besides, apart from them, I have never come into contact with any male disciples. What kind of love do you talk about? Could it be that in the future, you really want to be an old Taoist aunt for a lifetime like the head of Dongli?

I knew that just a few years ago, I asked the head of the staff to help me with the staff. Alas, what a remorse for not being at the beginning!

I don't know, what is the son of the Snow Fox clan like? Although he is the lover of Sister Mengyao, there is a trace of expectation in my heart.