Then, Heguang Tongchen let go of the hand that was imprisoned in Huaxin and served her a bowl of sweet soup. At the feast, people began to whisper to each other.

Everyone has seen He Guang Tongchen drink wine, and they have also seen He Guang Tongchen eat meat, but it is the first time they have seen him close to women. The actions of the two of them are really ambiguous, and they are very reverie.

Huaxin knew that it was a measure of rights and interests to be with the light, and was covering it up for her, lest she vomit blood in public to arouse suspicion, but she was suddenly hugged by a strange man in his arms and pressed in his heart, and Huaxin was still inevitably blushing and charming.

These three points of delicate color seem to confirm everyone's conjectures.

"Golden cake rolls, whip cakes, green plum soup, swallow fish, phoenix wings, sea cucumbers......" is really embarrassing, and the painting heart is the same as ordering the dishes on the banquet table, deliberately interrupting, "Didn't you say that Qingcheng has reached the end of the mountains and rivers, how can you still be willing to be treated with such a feast?"

"Half of these dishes were sent by your city envoy, and now that the city envoy is still there, naturally it is not appropriate to be too stingy. He Guang Tongchen smiled and painted the heart of the cloth.

The painting was surprised that all the dishes she picked up with light and dust were all her favorite dishes, and Jade Zhen could accurately avoid her least favorite dishes every time, as if they were not first acquaintances, but familiar with each other for thousands of years.

When He Guang Tongchen carefully removed all the chopped green onions and garlic on a piece of fish before giving it to her, Huaxin finally became confused, reached out to hold his jade chopstick, and asked in surprise, "How do you know that I don't eat onions and garlic?"

How do you know?

He Guang Tongchen was slightly stunned, he didn't know why he knew, as if it was a spontaneous act in his subconscious, just like he used to do this for a person, and it became a habit for a long time.

"Onions and garlic are all considered meaty, poor monks have been in Buddhism for a long time, so they do not touch, in the past, feasting, habitually singled out, do not want the donor to eat, it is really a coincidence. He Guang Tongchen smiled calmly and covered it up.

"Really?" Huaxin dragged the tail note, raised his head to stare at Heguang Tongchen, his eyes were blazing, and he saw that Heguang Tongchen's eyes were calm without the slightest lack of heart, and suddenly smiled tactfully, "The wine and meat have already passed through the intestines, is it possible that the monk still minds this bit of meat?"

"The preferences of the poor monks should have nothing to do with the benefactor. He Guang Tongchen still smiled lightly, leaned over slightly, and asked, "Or is it that the donor expects to get an answer from the poor monk?"

Expect?

A hint of panic flashed in Huaxin's heart, what was she suspicious? What was she suspicious?

She has never lost her memory, she clearly remembers that for 180,000 years, there is only one man who knows and has entanglements with her, and Junyi has now become her husband.

No matter how many delusions of déjà vu this monk in front of her can give birth to her, it is always an illusion!

Huaxin knew that he was abrupt, so he immediately smiled and blinked his eyes, and said with humor, "This donor is just coveting your beauty, thinking about whether it is related to the monk in your previous life." ”

At this moment, He Guang Tongchen was completely silent.

Huaxin raised his head to look at him, and when he saw that his face was strange, he thought that he had really offended him, and immediately asked nervously, "Monk, you are handsome, I just looked at it twice, you won't really be angry, right?"

He Guang Tongchen's warm gaze swept over the heart of the painting, and the emotions in his heart were turbulent and complex, but he smiled gently, "The face grows on me, the eyes grow on you, you can see it if you want, it's okay." ”

Probably really an acquaintance in a previous life, and Guang Tongchen lowered his eyelashes slightly. I don't know if he was too obsessed in his previous life or because he was too eager to be reincarnated and forgot to drink Meng Po soup, so he didn't forget it completely enough.

Or maybe she's too memorable.

But no matter what the past is, in short, in this life, he has entered the empty door, she has married a wife, and he has no relationship with her.

He Guang Tongchen drank one cup after another, and the painting heart ate meat one by one, and the air suddenly fell silent.

"Immortal Gu just mentioned the maid in the house, I don't know where the fairy Gu Immortal dwells?" Nan Dusk saw that the red lotus karmic fire in Lishui could no longer burn Heguang Tongchen, so he turned his target to the painting heart.

Originally, Nan Duli didn't believe that Huaxin was a teacher with light and dust, but after seeing with his own eyes that Huaxin could drive the red lotus karma to fire, he had to believe it.

When she saw her favorite Chixia Yanluo skirt from the clothes that Nan Duli sent to Qinglou, she knew that Nan Duli had become suspicious of her identity.

The Chixia Yanluo skirt was also painted by Shuyi, and it was hung in the study of Wuxinju every day, maybe it happened to be seen by someone, and sure enough, Nan Dusk didn't answer when he saw the painting, and continued:

"If the younger generation is not mistaken, when I sent my sister to Wushuang Pavilion to practice a few years ago, I saw a painting in the study of Lord Yi, and the woman in the painting looked the same as the fairy girl. ”

Huaxin still didn't stop the jade chopstick, and while eating, he replied casually, "It's been a long time, I'm afraid the city lord remembered it wrong." ”

"The woman in the painting is born beautifully, and King Yi is brilliant, and the painting is lifelike, unforgettable, and the younger generation will never remember it. ”

Nan Duli unabashedly looked hesitantly on the painting heart several times, and continued, "In fact, when the junior saw the fairy girl at the city gate for the first time, he recognized it, and the fairy girl had a bewitching and gorgeous blood-red flower on her head that day, and the strange and beautiful flower, forgiven the younger generation's shallow knowledge, I only saw it on the painting of Wuxinju. ”

Huaxin's lowered eyebrows blinked, and what Hikari Tongcheng said was right, the fire quickly burned from his body to hers.

The negligence of that manzhu flower really made her unable to justify.

Since you can't defend it, then just admit it.

Huaxin raised his head with a light smile, looked at Nan Duli, and asked slowly, "Is the city lord suspecting that I am from the city?"

"The juniors don't dare. Nan Duli said that he didn't dare, but his gaze staring at the heart of the painting did not relax at all.

Huaxin calmly turned his head and glanced around, his eyes fell on Dai Chun'er, and said with an indulgent smile, "Isn't there a city in this palace, if I see it right, that beauty is." ”

Huaxin pointed at Dai Chun'er, and laughed more and more, "The city lord can ask her, if I am really a woman from the city, how did she get to the position of the first beauty in the city? ”

The first beauty in the city is not only famous, but also has always deserved, everyone couldn't help but look at Dai Chun'er, and then look at the heart of the painting.

Since ancient times, beauties may have a thousand charms, or a hundred charms, they are different, these two people can be charming, but in comparison, they can still distinguish the superior.

Dai Chun'er is indeed tender, charming and gorgeous, and the crown is beautiful, which can be compared with the vulgar spirit of the valley in the heart of the painting, or three points less elegant and elegant, and seven more points pretending to be enchanting. In contrast, it seems unbearably vulgar.