She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

Xuefuyuan has been packing her luggage these days. Sun's mother said that she had to follow Qiao Zhenzhen to Baoguo Temple to take care of her daily life and food, but Qiao Zhenzhen didn't want her to follow.

Mother Sun is the daughter of Mo Yuying with big breasts. In the past three months, Qiao Zhenzhen tried hard to keep herself close to her, but in fact it was not easy. Fortunately, Mo Yuying later had Qiuxiang, and she, Mother Sun and others The gradual alienation made some of Qiao Zhenzhen's behaviors less abrupt.

Regarding keeping secrets, unless only you know it, it is difficult to guarantee it when others also know it.

However, as Qiao Zhenzhen was the daughter of a pavilion elder, it was absolutely impossible for her family to let her go to Baoguo Temple alone, so within the controllable range, she thought of bringing only Dongxiang and Satsuma to the person she was waiting for.

In addition, the male guards who would definitely be arranged to follow her would not be able to live in the same courtyard as her. In this way, the matter of her becoming a disciple of the miracle doctor could at least be kept secret for a long time.

This trip was to study, but for Qiao Zhenzhen, it was more like leaving the dungeon to give herself a moment of relaxation and peace.

Just when she was convincing Sun's mother, Mrs. Wu arrived. Qiao Zhenzhen was surprised, "Mom, why are you here so late?"

The people waiting in the room retreated one after another, and Mrs. Wu pulled Qiao Zhenzhen to sit down on the couch.

"I just heard your father tell you to live in Baoguo Temple for a year to pray for your family, and now I thought of asking you if you were willing. Your father didn't force you, right?"

Qiao Zhenzhen wondered what was going on with Mo Qingyang. It was not just left to him as promised, but now Mrs. Wu wanted to ask her opinion.

When she heard about praying, she probably knew what Mo Qingyang's excuse was.

Qiao Zhenzhen smiled and said: "Mom, what are you talking about? Dad loves me the most. How can he force me? Moreover, he is praying for the family. Why would I be unwilling?"

"You must think clearly, the food and accommodation in the temple are not as good as at home." Wu said, "If you are not willing at all, mother can't let you go through that hardship. Anyway, your second brother is coming back soon, so it's okay to let him go. Same!"

Qiao Zhenzhen felt a little sympathy for Mo Tingjin in her heart, held Wu's hand, and said sincerely:

"Mom, now my marriage has been decided, and I will become someone else's daughter-in-law soon. My parents raised me, but when I think back over the years, I can't remember what I have done for the family, so when my father mentioned this I agreed immediately. I thought that before I get married, I can still contribute to the family. I am really lucky to live up to my parents' nurturing grace."

Wu's tears were low, and Qiao Zhenzhen's words made her eyes wet.

She blinked hard and said, "Mom is really reluctant to let you get married."

Qiao Zhenzhen smiled and said, "Then I will come back to see you often in the future." She pointed in the direction of the Duke's Mansion, "It's not that far away."

Mrs. Wu patted the back of her hand and said, "No married girl often goes back to her parents' home, not even close."

Qiao Zhenzhen did not argue with Wu, but changed the subject and said:

"I have to live outside for a year this time. Although my luggage is almost packed, I still want my mother to help me check if I have missed any necessities."

Wu became energetic and wanted to take action immediately, but Qiao Zhenzhen persuaded her to go back to the yard because it was too late.

However, in the next two days, Wu stayed in Xuefu Courtyard to repack Qiao Zhenzhen's luggage, because she found that the boxes her daughter packed were too simple, so the people in the courtyard were as busy as preparing a dowry.

Qiao Zhenzhen originally wanted to stop this behavior.

But in the end, she couldn't openly refuse Wu's kindness, so after she left Xuefuyuan at night, she worked with the maid to secretly take out the luxury items she didn't need from the box.

……

After Wu had prepared Qiao Zhenzhen's luggage, Song Jiucheng's junior sister, a female disciple of the Emei sect named Song Honggu, finally traveled thousands of miles and traveled over mountains and ridges to Mo Mansion almost two months after the letter was sent.

Song Honggu is a woman with a square jaw, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a heroic appearance in every gesture.

He is wearing a neat maroon men's suit. The material is a bit old, but for someone who has been on the road for more than a month, it is still clean. He has a simple high ponytail. He is about thirty years old and looks younger than Song Jiucheng.

Qiao Zhenzhen was satisfied with this martial arts master. She bowed slightly and asked with a smile: "Uncle Jiucheng, is this your junior sister? How should I call her?"

Before Song Jiuzheng could speak, Song Honggu cupped her hands and said, "Just call me Honggu."

Qiao Zhenzhen didn't know which word it was, whether the gu behind it was a name or a title, so she didn't answer rashly.

Song Jiucheng added on the side: "Both my junior sister and I were adopted by the master, so we took the master's surname as Song. The junior sister's name is Honggu. You can call us whatever you want."

"Is this red red, the girl's aunt?" Qiao Zhenzhen asked.

Song Honggu nodded.

"My father has great trust in Uncle Jiucheng. I cannot directly address Uncle Jiucheng's junior sister by her first name." Seeing Song Honggu half-opening her mouth, Qiao Zhenzhen hurriedly continued, "The etiquette cannot be discarded. From now on I will call you Hong." Auntie, do you think it’s okay?”

Song Honggu is her martial arts master. In fact, she should be called master, but because she already has a master, she does not want to "step on several boats." Song Honggu doesn't care about the title, so everyone will be satisfied.

Song Honggu nodded, "Okay."

Song Jiuzheng said to Song Honggu: "I will call you 'girl' from now on."

Qiao Zhenzhen waved her hand, "It doesn't matter, Aunt Hong, the heroine of the Jianghu, doesn't stick to trivial matters, I can understand."

Song Jiuzheng once again lamented that the outside world has demonized the image of his own girl. Look, what a polite and considerate little girl she is.

Without staying in the inner courtyard for long, Song Jiuzheng turned around and left after bringing him there.

Song Honggu had been on the road for almost a month, and she was covered in dust. She only had one package all over her body. Qiao Zhenzhen hurriedly asked Xia Xiang to take her to the wing that had been prepared in advance, where she could take a bath and rest for a while. The rest would be done after she regained her energy. Say it again.

Song Honggu didn't hold on, and before leaving with Xia Xiang, she said, "Thank you, girl."

He is a person who adapts quickly.

Qiao Zhenzhen said: "Aunt Hong, there's no need to force her, just do it like she did in Emei."

After they left, Ten Thousand came out and said, "She is different from the Emei heroine I imagined!"

"How do you imagine it should be?" Qiao Zhenzhen walked to the study room and packed up all the other luggage. In the end, only the books were left. Before Song Jiuzheng and the others came, she had packed half of them.

"Just like in The Legend of Yi Tian Slaying the Dragon, aren't there all female Taoists in Emei? They wear a golden crown on their head, wear fairy-like gauze Taoist clothes, and hold a sharp sword. This Song Honggu looks so... down-to-earth——"

"You want to say that I'm a country person, right?"

"That's about it. It just looks ordinary, nothing special."