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Qiao Mu¡¯s eager mood immediately infected Mo Lian and the three little ones.
The prince lowered his hands slightly and let his daughter-in-law hold her, almost at full speed, straight ahead.
The green jade dragon of Qiongtian meanders to the outside of a courtyard surrounded by flowers and blooming greenery, gently embracing the entire courtyard.
Like a pearl in the sea, being treated so gently.
Qiao Mu slowly stopped and subconsciously clenched her husband's fingers, her eyes filled with a light glistening moisture.
Pushing open the courtyard door covered with green plants is like pushing open the memory locked in the depths.
"Of course you will grow taller. You are seven years old now. Let's plant this laurel tree. Ten years later, when you are seventeen, it will also be ten. ¡¿
¡¾One year comes one cycle, and ten years go by in a blink of an eye. When you grow up, Master will also be old. ¡¿
¡¾ThenXiaobao will make you a beauty elixir. In this way, Master will never grow old. ¡¿
Qiao Mu looked at the tree in a daze, and his little hands involuntarily touched it, gently stroking the bark.
The moment I raised my head, the breeze blew across my face, the fragrance of cinnamon seeds and the tiny petals falling here and there.
This place seems to hold too many memories for her.
So much so that every step she took, she seemed to see those familiar figures smiling and waving at her.
Qiao Mu opened the door of the wing and stood quietly at the door, looking at her gorgeously furnished yet solemn boudoir.
My fingers touched the long screen window engraved with green bamboo, and the begonia plant in full bloom in front of the window.
Gently swept the spotless window sill and brushed the beauty's couch in front of the window.
He looked steadily out the window, watching quietly, barely blinking.
¡¾A sword is a murder weapon. You should realize this the moment you draw the sword. ¡¿
¡¾Disciple, villains only like to talk nonsense. When we have subdued our enemies, we must not nag them. Shutting them up forever is the right choice. ¡¿
¡¾The sword points to the sky, what can the sky do to me? ¡¿
She stood there, looking out the window quietly, as if she saw two incomparable figures, looming and looming, swimming like butterflies through flowers, and the two swords were hurriedly exchanged, making a tinkling sound.
She moved her eyes away from the silk screen, and then walked out. She gently pushed open the study door next door with her little hand and walked in.
She walked over and looked at the two book desks, one large and one small, side by side. She sat obediently in front of the short book desk and stroked the rice paper in front of her.
There were two drops of ink on it, and one word was written crookedly: Qiao.
It seems that in those years, the woman gently held her almost transparent and white little hand and wrote on the rice paper stroke by stroke.
"Master, uncle." The little girl shouted with a choked voice, and her tears fell down, smearing the two ink stains.
Prince Mo had been following her silently. Seeing her like this, he hurriedly stepped forward to hold her shoulders and asked softly, "Qiaoqiao, did you remember something?"
"I remembered a lot." Qiao Mu swallowed his words and said softly, "Why is the soul explosion unclear? But after the soul explosion, I know where I went."
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