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Jing Ruhua glanced at the vase that had been stepped on by Song Hua, and stood motionless on the edge of the bed.

No one has ever dared to be so presumptuous in front of Jing Ruhua. If it was in the past, Jing Ruhua would definitely feel that this kind of behavior has no rules. I didn't realize that she was very patient with the little squirrel. This is probably the reason why the little squirrel is an animal, or an animal that has a contract with her. If she dies, it will definitely not live. An animal that is pure and connected with her own life makes Jing Ru Painting can always unknowingly let go of the defenses in my heart.

"Master, I want to eat pine flowers." The little squirrel squatted on the edge of the table, sweeping its big tail around, and the wind brought by the tail blew away the hair around Jing Ruhua's ears, and a few strands of hair stuck to Jing Ruhua's jade. On the porcelain-like cheeks, the corners of Jing Ruhua's eyes slanted, and the eye waves flowed, revealing a few traces of charm.

The beauty is picturesque, and the painting touches the hearts of the people.

"My lord, this is Ling Yunfeng." The boy said to the man in white in front of him.

"Well, let's go." The man in white was holding a red oil-paper umbrella, his figure was ethereal, his voice was plain, and his face was always unrecognizable.

The little boy was a little puzzled as to why his young master came to Lingyun Peak, and he followed without opening his mouth. Two lights and shadows of purple and white flashed, and the tidbits of the blue and white trees scattered slightly, floated in from the window, and landed in the picturesque hair .

"Master~" the little squirrel called tenderly, and jumped into Jing Ruhua's arms to rub against it.

Jing Ruhua came back to her senses, just now, she always had the feeling of being watched by others, and she couldn't explain the feeling, it might be her illusion.

Cuddling the little squirrel in his arms, stroking the soft hair of the little squirrel, the little squirrel narrowed his eyes comfortably, nestled in the picturesque arms obediently and stopped moving.

"Miss, Madam has a letter." Bi Liu handed over a letter.

After coming to Xuanxiuzong, her two maids not only took care of her, but also practiced with the outer disciples from time to time, and their cultivation has improved somewhat after being exposed to the picturesque scenery.

After receiving the letter, Bi Liu withdrew, and after coming to Xuan Xiuzong, Miss rarely called her and Fen Die.

The letter was full of mother's worries and concerns for her daughter. In the end, the mother briefly mentioned the matter of Huang Jin running away from home, and then mentioned the matter of the national teacher of the Dragon Kingdom coming to Feng Kingdom to marry the princess of the Phoenix Kingdom on behalf of the Dragon Kingdom. , my father was busy arranging the safety of the National Teacher and his party.

Putting down the letter, Jing Ruhua vaguely remembered that the national teacher didn't appear much in the original text, and he was the most mysterious character. Huang Jin had an inexplicable feeling for him, although the heroine's so-called harem had all kinds of beautiful men, But it is a little different to that national teacher, which is not as complicated as other people. If it is simple love, it will be fine, but the author did not mention it in the article.

Jing Ruhua saw that the description of him in the article tightly used a poem, "Moshang is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world."

No one knew his name, only his little boy called him son, and everyone in the mainland called him that.

Although the person named "Young Master" in the article is mysterious, Jing Ruhua doesn't care much. She just wants to complete the task well and live in this world for a few more years before leaving.

Folded the letter and put it in the box, locked it, it was still early in the morning, Jing Ruhua decided to go to see the master, not going in January, I don't know how the old man is, Jing Ruhua still hasn't forgotten the side mission.

"Master, take me there." The little squirrel held onto Jing Ruhua tightly.

Jing Ruhua hugged the little squirrel helplessly and went to Chengyun Peak.