Start practicing from marrying a disfigured princess

Chapter 162
What came into view was not the majestic sky, but Ren Pingsheng's broad chest.

Calm down, it seems that you can hear his strong heartbeat.

this moment.

Mu Rou suddenly realized that they were very close.

The unprovoked electric current crackled from the tailbone all the way.

The pretty face, which was rosy because of the stimulation, was even more crimson.

She dodged her eyes for a moment, and turned her face away.

Immediately afterwards, she saw a scene that she would never forget in her life.

In the endless sky, there are floating white clouds, thick or thin, floating slowly.

Looking down, the original towering Baiyun Mountain is faintly shadowed, like an ink painting spread on rice paper.

The scenery in front of you is like a fairy painter with a brush, gently painting a touch of white on the side of the green hill.

It's also like pieces of silver feathers floating from some other fairyland, as if flying, as if stopping, as if coming in, as if blowing away.

Such a beautiful scenery, even in a dream has never seen.

It's really a fairyland on earth.

Mu Rou stared at everything in front of her in a daze, her eyes gradually blurred.

My mind went blank, as if I had lost the ability to think, and I didn't know how long it took before I muttered to myself: "It's so beautiful..."

time flies.

Ren Pingsheng's magnetic voice came from his ears.

"Hongming, get taller."

The voice fell.

The Hongming knife under his feet climbed up again.

It took only a moment to come to a white cloud.

"Miss Mu, don't you want to touch the clouds?"

Ren Pingsheng held Mu Rou's waist, and leaned over to remind her.

Warm breath rushed over.

A strange feeling could not help but rise in my heart.

Mu Rou's eyelashes trembled slightly, her breathing was rapid, and her heart beat faster. It took her a while to calm down, summon up her courage, and reached out to reach the white cloud that was so close.

The moment my fingertips touched the clouds, I thought there would be a different feeling, but I didn't expect it to be moist and cool.

After hesitating for a moment, he put his entire palm into the clouds, and a moist and cool feeling swept over him, a bit like getting up early in the morning in Longhu Mountain, and the oncoming mist.

"It turns out that this is the cloud..."

Mu Rou withdrew her hand, a sudden look appeared in her eyes.

Although it was just an ordinary touch, it still made her feel very interesting.

"How does Miss Mu feel?" Ren Pingsheng asked her with a smile.

"It's like morning fog." Mu Rou replied.

"Clouds and fog are not much different. They are both small water droplets formed by condensation of water vapor..."

Ren Pingsheng recalled the geography knowledge he had learned in high school, and made a few simple popularizations.

It was the first time for Mu Rou to hear this kind of explanation, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Wei Wei raised her head, looked at Ren Pingsheng, and asked curiously: "How does Mr. Ren know this?"

Ren Pingsheng said casually: "I heard someone mention it."

Mu Rou blinked, her pink lips parted, and she wanted to say something else.

Hong Ming Dao under his feet seemed to be displeased with the intimate chat between the two of them, and suddenly trembled.

By surprise.

Mu Rou's two small hands subconsciously hugged Ren Pingsheng's neck tightly against his chest, her delicate pretty face was blushing with heart palpitations, and she couldn't help sobbing.

"Ugh..."

The whispering voice fell lightly in the ears.

Ren Pingsheng's heart moved, and he wrapped his arms around her slender back cooperatively, and comforted her in a low voice: "It's okay..."

The voice just fell.

Hong Ming Dao trembled again.

The fear brought about by the sense of weightlessness swept over like a tide.

Mu Rou subconsciously buried her cheeks in Ren Pingsheng's neck, and hugged her arms even tighter.

Ren Pingsheng held her waist, speechless at Hong Mingdao's sudden move.

"It was fine just now, why did you suddenly turn around?"

at this time.

Mu Rou's trembling voice came from beside her ears: "I, I'm afraid..."

Ren Pingsheng could only bend over to her ear and comfort her softly.

After a few breaths.

He suddenly realized something, and a dazed look appeared in his eyes.

"Could it be that Hong Ming Dao did this on purpose, trying to match me and the little Heavenly Master?"

Recall the changes before and after the little celestial master.

Ren Pingsheng became more and more certain about this conjecture, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:
"I didn't expect that it is a knife, and it knows a lot, and it knows how to be a wingman..."

If Hong Mingdao knew what he was thinking, he would be even more depressed.

He obviously wanted to teach that little hoof who had been seducing his master a lesson, but it turned out to be self-defeating and made them get closer.

Soon, Hong Mingdao realized that by doing this, instead of stopping them, it would make them even more excited.

Being at a high altitude, I can't really throw them off...

then.

Stop messing around and return to the original state.

After a few breaths.

Ren Pingsheng noticed that Hong Ming Dao had stabilized and opened his eyes.

Looking down, I saw that Mu Rou's face and ears had turned red at some point.

I don't know if it's because of fear, or something else.

She bit her lower lip tightly, and the pink and tender space was slightly white due to the force of her teeth.

Fragile and pathetic.

Thinking that she only has less than half a year to live.

Ren Pingsheng felt a little irritated for no reason, and frowned.

at this time.

Mu Rou's eyelashes trembled slightly, she slowly opened her eyes, subconsciously raised her eyes, and saw Ren Pingsheng frowning.

As if she realized something, she lowered her head in shame, and said in a trembling voice, "Hold me, I'm sorry...I hurt you..."

"..."

The corners of Ren Pingsheng's eyes twitched, and he was speechless.

He knew that what Mu Rou meant was that she wrapped her arms around her neck too hard because of fear.

But it was a bit strange to say these words from the mouth of a weak girl.

After a few seconds of silence.

Ren Pingsheng changed the subject and asked, "Miss Mu, do you want to try Yun next to me again?"

Mu Rou shook her head lightly, her voice was still trembling: "No, I can't..."

"Then we go down?"

"it is good……"

Mu Rou nodded slightly.

The voice just fell.

Before Ren Pingsheng could give an order, Hong Ming Dao started to descend very consciously.

After descending to a certain height, it directly tilts and dives towards the ground.

There is a sense of disregarding Ren Pingsheng and Mu Rou's life and death.

It is venting the depression and dissatisfaction in the heart.

Ren Pingsheng thought it was intentional, and wanted to create an exciting atmosphere for himself and Mu Rou.

If I remember correctly.

The psychology teacher at the university once told a story.

When a person crosses a suspension bridge with fear, his heart beats faster involuntarily.

If this time, happen to meet another person.

Then she will mistakenly understand the rapid heartbeat caused by this situation as a physiological reaction caused by the other party making her heart beat, so she will develop a love for the other party.

This psychological effect seems to be called... the suspension bridge effect.

Ren Pingsheng didn't know whether the suspension bridge effect existed or not.

He only knew that when he was in the clouds just now, the way the little Heavenly Master looked at him had indeed changed.

He couldn't tell exactly what changed.

I do not know how long it has been.

Hong Mingdao brought Ren Pingsheng and Xiao Tianshi back to the ground.

Still standing still.

Qiu'er, who was on tenterhooks, greeted her hurriedly: "Miss, are you alright?"

Mu Rou's eyelashes trembled slightly, she shook her head lightly, her voice trembled: "No, it's fine..."

"Miss……"

Qiu'er stood where she was, and saw her young lady tightly wrapping her arms around Shizi's neck, with a strange expression on her face, and hesitated to speak.

a while.

Only then did Mu Rou realize it, and let go of her arms.

Thinking that he had already returned to the ground just now, he still hugged Ren Pingsheng and did not let go.

Feeling shy in my heart, I lowered my head, unconsciously grasped the corner of my clothes with my slender hands, parted my pink lips, and said in a soft and soft voice, "Thank you, Mr. Ren..."

Ren Pingsheng smiled: "You're welcome...Since I promised Miss Mu before, I should do it."

The distance between the two is very close.

Mu Rou could even feel the warm breath of the other party hitting her face.

There was an inexplicable feeling in my heart, I wanted to say something, but I didn't know how to say it, I just lowered my head and said nothing.

aside.

Qiu'er seemed to see the embarrassment of her young lady, and rushed forward: "Miss, this servant will help you down."

"Ah."

Mu Rou nodded slightly, and with the support of the little maid, she got off the Hongming Saber.

Ren Pingsheng also took advantage of the situation and walked down, stretched out his hand to caress the blade of Hongming Dao, and praised it a few words.

Hong Ming Dao didn't respond at all, the shining blade pointed at the little celestial master not far away, wondering what he was thinking.

On the way home.

Qiu'er sat across from her own lady, blinked, and asked curiously: "Miss, how does it feel to be flying in the sky?"

Murou was dressed in fox fur, with a blanket covering her legs. While recalling, she replied: "Nothing special, just when climbing and falling, my heart feels empty."

Qiu'er let out an "oh", raised her eyebrows, and said with a smile, "No wonder Miss has been hugging Shizi and not letting go, so she feels empty in her heart."

Mu Rou's pretty face flushed slightly, and said angrily, "Qiu'er!"

Seeing her ruddy complexion, Qiu'er revealed joy in her eyes: "Miss, I have noticed that your complexion has improved a lot since you went to heaven."

Mu Rou was slightly taken aback: "Really?"

"Ok!"

Qiu'er nodded emphatically: "Your maidservant can be sure...Miss, you haven't coughed once since you left the gate of the capital!"

Mu Rou was startled again, thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be true.

Qiu'er's eyes sparkled, and she said excitedly: "I know, it must be because of the prince!"

Mu Rou was puzzled: "What does it have to do with him?"

Qiu'er explained: "My servant heard people say that everything in the world is divided into yin and yang, and a solitary yin does not grow, and a single yang does not grow, and only the combination of yin and yang is the way to last.

Miss was always alone before, lacking Yang Qi, that's why she was always sick. With the prince's company these few days, the Yang Qi in the prince's body neutralized the Miss's Yin Qi, and the disease will be healed naturally! "

Mu Rou: "..."

Don't say it.

Although the little maid had never read Taoist classics, what she said made sense at first glance.

It's just that Mu Rou is clear in her heart.

My own body is weak, and it has nothing to do with the so-called lonely yin not growing, and the lonely yang not growing.

The improvement of the condition naturally has nothing to do with the harmony of yin and yang.

I am a body condemned by heaven, born like this, no matter how much yang energy I get, I will still be weak and weak, and my life will not last long.

As for why I feel better today...

After thinking about it, it seems that only the reflection of light can explain it.

I... really don't have a long life.

Put it before.

She had already made sufficient psychological preparations. Facing death, she didn't feel that there was anything to be afraid of. She just felt a little regretful that she had failed Master's expectations of her.

But today, thinking of death, for some reason, the beautiful scenery seen above the clouds involuntarily appeared in her mind, and the regret in her heart was infinitely magnified.

There are many other beauties like this in the world.

But I just caught a glimpse of it.

Leaving like this always feels a little reconciled.

Just when she was thinking about it.

Qiu'er's voice sounded beside him.

"Miss, this servant feels that you don't seem to reject contact with the prince today?"

Hearing this, for some reason, Mu Rou felt a little flustered in her heart, and replied: "I still hate it in my heart, but I'm at a high altitude, so I have to do it..."

Qiu'er looked at her suspiciously: "Really? Then when we got back to the ground, why didn't Miss let go?"

Mu Ju said: "I was in a trance for a while, I forgot."

Qiu'er still didn't believe it: "In the eyes of this servant, that's not the case... Miss is deliberately denying it because she feels uneasy about the change?"

The implication is that the young lady dislikes integrity.

Blush appeared on Mu Rou's pretty face, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she still refused to admit it, and replied, "No."

"..."

Qiu'er looked her up and down with suspicion.

Mu Rou seemed unable to bear her gaze, turned her face away, pretended to be careless, and looked out the window.

"Ha! Miss is guilty!"

Qiu'er shouted as if she had discovered a new continent.

"Keep your voice down."

Mu Rouqiao blushed even more, and reached out to cover her mouth.

The two played for a while.

All are dripping with sweat.

Qiu'er looked at her young lady.

The blue hair, which was wet with sweat, was messily pasted on the white and smooth forehead, reflecting the increasingly rosy face.

It is no exaggeration to say that the complexion is no different from that of ordinary people.

Qiu'er stared blankly, her expression suddenly became serious: "Miss, I have never seen you like this before."

Mu Rou was startled: "What kind?"

Qiu'er said: "Play around like ordinary people and show a smile."

After a pause, he continued: "Although the young lady often smiled before, the slaves can tell that the young lady's smile is not from the bottom of her heart, she just doesn't want to worry the master and the wife..."

Mu Rou fell into silence without saying a word.

Qiu'er leaned over to her side, and said seriously: "This servant felt that the prince's idea was completely wrong, how could he only care about being happy for a while, and even risk his life.

But seeing the young lady's heartfelt happiness, the servant feels that the prince is right, it is better to live happily than to live in pain. "

Mu Rou remained silent.

Qiu'er hesitated for a moment, and continued: "When the lady was in a coma, the prince invited the Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple to see the lady. The Taoist priest said that if the lady wants to live a few more years, there is still a way, that is, to practice that yin and yang……"

Not finished yet.

Mu Rou interrupted her: "Sister Qiu'er, I'm tired and don't want to hear this."

Qiu'er thought for a few seconds, then nodded: "Okay, then the servant will stop talking."

As long as the days to come.

Miss can live as happily as today.

Presumably, in the near future, without the persuasion of others, the young lady will change her mind.

Especially with the eldest son accompanying the young lady, there is no need to find someone else to practice at that time.

Figure this out.

Qiu'er suddenly understood Ren Pingsheng's good intentions, and sighed in her heart:
"This is the legend of retreating to advance. As expected of the prince, he is so powerful..."

(End of this chapter)