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The sun in midsummer is always extraordinarily early, and at this moment the outside of the temple is already full of sunshine,
Reflecting the glistening water in the tank planted with lotus, the summer cicada perched on the willow tree made its sixth call,
Finally, He Liansi couldn't wait anymore, wrinkled her pink and tender bitter face, raised her eyes and looked at Yue'er aggrievedly and asked,
"Sister Yue'er, how long will Sisi have to wait?"
She's already here, waiting for almost half an hour. Isn't it nice to find Zai Zai with her short legs in half an hour?
What is the master is really a bad review, and the master who is not punctual is even a big bad review!
"This" Yue'er's eyebrows were all wrinkled, and she also wondered in her heart, the master is self-denying and respectful,
There has never been such an unpunctual situation as today, why is it suddenly late today.
"I'm sorry, I'm late."
Just when the two of them were full of depression, a deep voice of Ruokongguyoulan sounded from the gate of Yongqing Palace,
He Liansi and Yue'er coincidentally looked at the door in unison, but they were stunned by this look.
The person standing at the door was not the hale and hearty master with a gray beard and white hair in Yuanshen's memory,
Instead, it was a slender and straight figure dressed in a silver-white satin robe, and beside him was a young man in green clothes holding an umbrella.
The face of the visitor is well-defined, with a straight nose, thin and slightly pursed lips, waist-length ink hair scattered, and the most amazing thing is probably the little cinnabar between the eyebrows.
Like the finishing touch, the posture of a fairy.
The only regrettable thing was that the man's eyes were covered by a piece of silver-white silk.
"Surprised, Mr. Jinghua!"
Yue'er let out a low exclamation, with undisguised excitement and surprise on her face, and even more excitement.
Everyone in the world does not know the son Jinghua of the Northern Yin Dynasty. He wrote poems at the age of three and recited scriptures at the age of seven.
Even though he is such a stunningly talented person, he was born with congenital eye diseases, so he can only cover his eyes with silk and satin during the day to block out the glaring light.
In this regard, the world can only sigh "Heaven is jealous of talents."
After searching the original body's memory, He Liansi blinked his eyes. On his pink and tender cheeks, a pair of small eyebrows were wrinkled enough to kill a fly, and he panicked inside,
There is no other reason, as the mother of this plane, this awesome character in front of her,
She doesn't know doesn't know doesn't know
This unscientific!
The original body itself is cannon fodder, and it is understandable that she has no impression of Yue'er and Xiaoquan, but it is similar to the person in front of me whose talent and fame have spread far and wide in the Xuande Continent.
As a mother, what about her! what! Can! able! meeting! No! recognize! knowledge? !
He Liansi's first reaction was to ask Folian, what kind of moth is Tiandao's father doing?
However, because I gave him such a disgusted look in the morning, Folian has not turned on this thing until now!
Seeing the clear and tall figure walking towards him step by step, He Liansi's head was full of mmp and he didn't know where to say it,
However, when He Liansi was thinking, that clear and tall figure had already come to Heliansi, the visitor was very tall,
If He Liansi didn't raise his head, he could only barely see his long and slender legs.
He Liansi's current mood is very sad, and he feels very aggrieved, quite suddenly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com