The empress draws her sword for love and conquers the three realms

"Give me some more time. I will definitely find a way to see you in the future. As long as I manage Qingqiu affairs for grandpa, there will be many more opportunities to come in and out. In the past, my uncles and uncles all focused on the highest position. As a junior, even if I I knew that grandpa wanted to pass the throne to me. I thought, if I refused, grandpa would be helpless."

"do not think too much……"

Feng Qingluo patted the back of his hand gently, remained silent for a long time and then said: "I may not know what love is, but I know that I always think of you and want to share everything about me with you. When you ignore me I was not very happy when you responded to me, but when you responded to me, I could be as happy as a child. I want to grow up with you, instead of giving up halfway, or just staying with me for a while. Didn't you teach me to grow up? If you ask me when I fell in love with you, I think it was probably one day when I suddenly discovered that all the gentle things in this world can make me think of you first."

"..."

Tu Shansi was stunned, looking at his soft and waxy lips affectionately without saying a word.

"Why are not you talking?"

He smiled happily, "When I can't see you, I seem to have a lot of things to say to you. When you are around, I feel like being with you quietly like this, not talking is also a kind of happiness. Being with me Together, you don’t need to deliberately grow up or pretend to be yourself, I am willing to pamper you and want you to always be like a child."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk...your mouth looks like you've eaten candied fruit."

Tu Shansi's eyes were full of stars, and he said seriously: "Speaking from the bottom of my heart."

Even a devil like Feng Qingluo became shy in front of him. He could only change his tone immediately to cover up his embarrassment, "How are you handling your matter? It's best to retaliate in the same way."

"It's being done. The opponent's strength cannot be underestimated."

Feng Qingluo could see that he was soft-hearted, so he worried and warned: "I will not offend others unless they offend me. We are not asking for his life, we just want to let the other party know that we are not easy to bully."

"Well, it's up to you."

Feng Qingluo smiled peacefully, snapped his fingers at the table, and transformed into a brocade box, "I have a gift for you."

Tu Shansi took over the brocade box, which contained a jade crown. This jade crown looks like a pair with the hairpin that the Qing Emperor gave her on her birthday.

"Made of green jade?" Tu Shansi said softly.

"Well, it's the same piece of jade as my hairpin."

Tushan put it on without thinking.

Feng Qingluo held up his chin and said: "Why is it that Qingqiu, who is also a god, can no longer be in the thirty-sixth level?"

"The gods seem to be of the same spirit, but the major clans check and balance each other. Therefore, some clans live on the fairy mountains all year round to govern their own clans."

"Isn't the Emperor of Heaven very aggrieved? He has to rely on big clans like you for many things."

"Ah."

They talked together like this for a long time, until it got dark and Feng Qingluo had to go back.

When parting, her reluctant eyes made Tu Shansi feel heartbroken.

She repeatedly told him to come to Lingxuan Pavilion.

Tu Shansi just smiled and nodded.

She just wanted to see him every day. Even though her back would still feel cold when she saw Master Cen, her heart was warm.

three days later

Feng Qingluo packed up beautifully and went to Lingxuan Pavilion early in the morning.

She had a distinguished status, and everyone treated her with respect. After some polite greetings, they each found their friends to gather together and chat about recent gossip in the heaven.

Feng Qingluo was always out of tune with them, and everyone didn't like to have too much contact with her.

She is not lonely and unsociable, but is afraid that human feelings may not be true. She would rather sit in a small window and watch the clouds than discuss right and wrong with others.

Everyone feels strange that this girl, if she is not holding back some worse tricks today, then she has changed her gender.

"Everyone be silent!"

A loud shout rang out, and the originally noisy crowd instantly became silent.

Master Cen staggered over.

In the corner, Feng Qingluo stretched out her neck and looked out the door expectantly, thinking that Master Cen was already here, why didn't Tu Xiaosi come yet.

Just when she was wondering, the figure appearing behind Master Cen made her eyes brighten instantly.

She lay on the table, half-stretched, and waved cheerfully.

"Tu Shansi, here!" Her voice was extremely low.

Tu Shansi just smiled and nodded, but did not walk towards the empty seat next to her.

The slightly drunken wind in the spring gently lifted the corners of his light green clothes. He turned around and quietly looked at the cheerful girl in pure white.

He followed Master Cen, walked to Master Cen's position, and stood on his right side.

Feng Qingluo sat back down and raised his eyebrows frivolously.

Could it be that Mr. Cen wants to give everyone a good introduction to this Qingyu Divine Lord?

Who among these students has never heard of this name? Everyone is envious and looks up to them. There must be only a few people who have actually seen it!

But! Hehe...I can see the people you envy and look up to if I want to.

"Ahem..." Mr. Cen cleared his throat, "Where's this! He's the Qingyu Shenjun. Everyone knows that the Shenjun is an expert in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. He's also proficient in bowing, horseback riding, and archery. After that, some of his knowledge will be It will be taught to everyone by the Lord God.”

Snapped……

Feng Qingluo stood up from the table and said loudly: "You, you, you, you are here to give lectures? Are you not here to listen?"

Mr. Cen brushed his forehead, forgetting about this demon king, and shouted helplessly: "Your Highness, with the knowledge of the Lord God, it is an honor for me to give you lectures. Don't cause trouble again."

This is the master that I could not invite before, but now I am willing to come.

It's strange to say that the Lord Xingxuan also said that he would come to give lectures to everyone the day before yesterday. Why is Lingxuan Pavilion suddenly being remembered by everyone today? It's so exciting that I don't know how to deal with it for a moment. It's not disrespectful.

The corner of Feng Qingluo's mouth twitched, and he nodded with a fake smile, "Don't cause trouble, don't cause trouble."

Tu Shansi also raised his eyebrows slightly, motioning for her to sit down, and gently shook the brocade box in his hand.

Feng Qingluo sat down silently, and then thought, it would be better this way.

It's better to be a wife, hehe...

Tu Shansi's peripheral vision never moved away. He talked about everything from calligraphy to mental state and artistic conception. All dharmas are interconnected. Only with a clear mind can you see the essence, and only with a calm mind can you hear the voice of all things.

However, the strength of the formation also has a complementary relationship with the mental method.

Feng Qingluo held her chin and looked at him dreamily. She only saw his lips moving slightly and saying something, but unfortunately she didn't hear a word clearly.

His eyelashes are long and warped, and his eyes are like black grapes soaked in water, like transparent agate soaked in water, which makes people reluctant to look away, but...

Tu Shansi smiled lightly and said gently: "Now everyone should write me an article on their thoughts..."

She still held her chin up and didn't move her pen.

Tu Shansi smiled lightly, with gentleness in his features, looked at her and said, "Luo'er..."

Feng Qingluo was startled, her heart felt like it was about to jump out of her chest, her face turned red, her little hands were holding the corners of her clothes, her head was lowered, and she was at a loss.

"what?"

"It's time to put pen to paper."

"Start writing." She looked around, everyone was busy writing, and said with a smile: "Oh, start writing... start writing, what are you writing?"

"Mind method, artistic conception."

He didn't care at all what other people's mood was like, he just wanted to know how Feng Qingluo was feeling.