The girl in front of her is about the same age as Yi Qiuxue, delicate and elegant, like a hibiscus out of the water.

She's Luo Qiu's senior?

Yi Qiuxue thought that if Luo Qiu was resurrected, she should not be very old, but she didn't expect that she was about the same age as herself.

Somewhere in the heart, it hurts secretly.

When he wanted to leave, a clear voice sounded outside the door: "Luo'er, you go to another room!"

The girl answered and reluctantly left.

Yi Qiuxue waited for the girl to walk away and then got up to leave, but she just got up to face the Xuantian Master.

"Where do you want to go?"

Yi Qiuxue thought that she was invisible, and the other party couldn't see herself, who knew that the fragrance of wine on her body had already been exposed.

Seeing that she didn't squeak, Xuantian Shi frowned, grabbed one of her wrists, and took her into his arms, she struggled, couldn't break free, and could only raise her hand to resist, but he had recovered his cultivation, where could she hurt him with this little pink fist.

"See clearly, I'm not Shen Luoqiu!" Yi Qiuxue yelled at the person in front of her.

"You're not her, of course!"

Xuantian Master pinched her chin and asked her to face herself, but she didn't have the courage to look at him, so she turned her face away and said, "I don't owe you anything, let me go!"

Xuantian Master's heart sank, "What do you want me to do?"

Yi Qiuxue was asked by him.

What could she want from him?

The two do not owe each other, and from now on each has its own way!

"I'm not coming back because of you, I'm coming back to get some old things!

Yi Qiuxue's heart was weak and she got out of his arms, and the stealth technique was withdrawn in an instant, revealing her thin body.

She glanced at the table with a weak heart, then picked up the rouge on the table and turned to leave.

"Stop!" the Xuantian Master looked at her hurried back and called her to stop.

She was stunned by his words, and took a breath before turning her head to look at him, "Anything else?"

"What happened that night?"

Yi Qiuxue knew what he meant, her heart hurt as if she had been stung by a bee, and she bit her lip: "It's nothing, it's just that I hurt my finger when I fed medicine to the Divine Venerable." ”

Xuantian Master secretly closed his eyes.

He was not satisfied with the answer.

Knowing that she didn't tell the truth to herself, but because she didn't break her face, watching her disappear from his eyes, his heart suddenly emptied, and he vaguely realized that he seemed to have lost something extremely important.

"Who was Master talking to just now? Is Sister Yi back?"

Qiluo stood outside the door and asked Xuantian Master, she was the female disciple that Xuantian Master had just accepted two days ago.

Not long after Qi Luo came to Xianjun Peak, he heard about Master Xuantian and Yi Qiuxue, but he didn't know why Yi Qiuxue was leaving?

"Luo'er heard it wrong, it's not early, rest early!"

When Xuantian Master said this, he blasted Qiluo away, and he sat in the place where Yi Qiuxue had just sat and was distracted.

"Where has the master gone?" Qiuqiu saw Yi Qiuxue coming back with a hurt face, and jumped up to ask her.

Yi Qiuxue was in a bad mood, she hadn't talked to Qiuqiu for a long time, she also knew that she couldn't stand the cat, and endured the discomfort in her heart and said: "Go out for a spin! I'm a little tired, I want to rest!"

As he spoke, he collapsed on the bed.

On the second day, Feng Qianlian asked people to send a letter to Yi Qiuxue and invited Yi Qiuxue to enter the palace to taste tea in the evening.

Yi Qiuxue thought that there was nothing to do at night, so it was better to go to the prince's meeting to pass the time.

Yi Qiuxue didn't clean herself up for a long time, because it was not a formal banquet in the palace, she didn't wear the national teacher's uniform, but wore a woman's regular clothes, pulled a very simple fairy bun, and inserted a white hosta in the bun. A purple-red Bixia Luo embroidered with a peony pattern is lined with skin like clotted fat and a face like a full moon. The dress is simple, but she does not lose her identity as a national teacher.

Feng Qianlian was afraid that she would not come, so even the soft sedan chair was prepared for her, and the soft sedan chair was waiting in front of the National Teacher's Mansion early.

Yi Qiuxue didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Feng Qianlian's gourd, and led Qiuqiu to the soft sedan chair.

Yi Qiuxue seemed to be in a much better mood today, and Qiuqiu lay in her arms several times, but she didn't refuse. It's just that there are a lot fewer words, and Qiuqiu sees her looking out of the sedan car from time to time.

Today's East Palace is very lively, Feng Qianlian changed her past style, and invited all the talented people in the capital to come to chant poetry and admire the moon.

With such a formation, Yi Qiuxue had to wonder if this prince was trying to recruit a son-in-law for her!

smiled: "Your Highness seems to have figured it out, so this seat will definitely take a good look at Your Highness tonight." I wonder what type Your Highness likes?"

Feng Qianlian was scorched by Yi Qiuxue's words.

She set up this banquet naturally for Yi Qiuxue, and said with a smile: "The national teacher can just like it!"

Yi Qiuxue glanced at those talents, all of them were handsome and talented, but none of them she could look at.

After a quick glance, he never looked at it again.

Feng Qianlian saw that she was not interested, and joked to her: "It is rumored from the outside world that the national teacher has a deep affection for Xuantian Master, and Xuantian Master is now about to get married, so the national teacher should figure it out as soon as possible, so as not to miss his life because of this, besides, a ...... of Xuantian Master's age"

Yi Qiuxue felt that Feng Qianlian was too idle, so she actually worried about her life's events, and said with a smile: "He is an old man marrying a wife, and this seat is happy, but the major events in his life are different, this seat should be cautious!"

Feng Qianlian was slapped in the face, and she knew that she couldn't be provoked again, otherwise, if something came to the mother emperor tomorrow, she would definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

Speaking of that mother emperor, she was actually better to Yi Qiuxue than to her, which made her have to wonder, who is the crown prince of Fengjue?

Feng Qianlian only dared to put these words in her stomach, and she was still very polite to Yi Qiuxue on her face.

Yi Qiuxue didn't want to let go of this prince, "Your Highness cares so much about this seat, this seat wants to repay Your Highness well, it is better to ask Your Majesty for the paperwork for this seat, and let Your Majesty ask for marriage from the world for this seat, maybe this seat can still find a favorite Langjun." ”

Feng Qianlian's lips twitched.

Yi Qiuxue's mind is not something she can guess through, not to mention whether she is really the apprentice of Xuantian Master, as far as the relationship between her and Xuantian Master is concerned, a discerning person can know at a glance that these two people are really not shallow, otherwise, Xuantian Master would not have come to Fengjue in person that day......

Feng Qianlian didn't refuse, and said: "The national teacher works hard for Feng Jue, and this matter is wrapped up in this palace." ”

Yi Qiuxue smiled and picked up the wine glass, and before she knew it, she had drunk more than a pot.

When I went back, my head was so heavy that I couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest, and I could only be hunched by the ball.

"Nonsense, she actually wants to ask the world for marriage! What does she think of the deity!" Xuantian Master heard Qiuqiu say that Yi Qiuxue wanted to ask the world for marriage, and he was so angry that he wanted to shoot the woman who didn't know whether she was alive or dead.

took off his mask, slept with him, and finally patted his ass and left, and now he actually wants to ask the world for marriage, okay, Yi Qiuxue, you really have stiff wings!

He was sitting alone in the small pavilion of the Heavenly Master Hall and drinking tea, and when he heard Qiuqiu say this, the tea in his hand was instantly pinched into crumbs by him.

In a daze, Yi Qiuxue felt a cold fragrance coming to her face, this cold fragrance made her familiar tight, and her chaotic nerves were cold from time to time.

Suddenly, I opened my eyes and saw a cloud of purple in front of me.