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"My lord, don't be distracted while practicing."

Xie Tianen straddles deformed horse gaits, his eyeballs fall on the old hen quietly laying eggs on the firewood pile, on the chirping gray tit on the sycamore tree, on Mo Fang sitting on the porch eating melon seeds, and finally It landed on the clean shoe surface of the little master in front of him.

"It's not fun." Xie Tianen finally used up his scarce patience, "I want to go home."

"My lord, didn't you promise the prince and concubine? You said you would practice kung fu hard and beat bad guys. Before you came, the prince praised you for being sensible." The little servant next to him hurriedly came up to comfort Xie Tianen's young and fragile heart, and left the house Before, the prince had told him thousands of times to let the prince stay on the mountain well. It was not half an hour since he entered the door, and he heard the four words he didn't want to hear the most.

Qinghe rolled his eyes in his heart, does Xie Tianen know what it means to practice kung fu?

In his busy schedule, Mo Fang said two words to Qinghe: "Coax."

Qinghe leaned over and hugged Xie Tianen, who had a displeased face, jumped up, tapped the stone table with his toes to borrow some strength, and landed firmly on the branch of the tree, frightening the gray tits on the tree.

"Is it fun?" Qinghe circled Xie Tianen and found a stable tree branch, leaning on the trunk and sitting cross-legged.

Mo Fang felt that his second apprentice was really short-hearted, and he had never seen such a coaxing child. Although he was unreliable, he was still very skilled in how to coax the child. The little servant, whose face turned "shua", listened to Xie Tianen's cry that resounded from the top of the mountain together.

Xie Tian'en is also really a magical baby, if he wants to put other children, he has to be stunned when he rises from the ground, and he will cry when he looks down at how high he is.It may also be that his family's little servant's blank face is too funny when viewed from above, Xie Tianen waved his little hands and smiled "giggle".

"Fun!"

"My son must be obedient," Qinghe pointed along Xie Tianen's face, "I will take you to catch grasshoppers in the forest later."

The trees in the forest not far away have just been full of green leaves, and the singing of unknown birds floats into the small courtyard along the mountain wind. Xie Tianen naturally does not know what beauty is at this age, he only knows that the unknown is fun Yes, it’s interesting to see something you haven’t seen before, so I turned my face and gave Qinghe a generous smile. The big eyes reflected the swaying reflection of the sycamore tree, the tip of the nose was pink and tender, and the water blue silk dress The silver thread is used to hook the pattern of meeting butterflies, the reflection of the sycamore tree shakes and shakes, and the silver butterfly shines as if it is about to fly to the eyes in the next moment.

Qinghe was stunned for a moment. ． ． ． ． ．Alright, I'll give you the name of Little Pan'an in Crescent Moon Mountain.

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"Shui Shui, I'm tired, carry my back."

While squatting down, the little servant rushed forward with embarrassment to Qinghe, who turned his head at the speed of light when he heard "Shui Shui", and explained: "The little one is called Xie Miao, and the lord's fate for the son was short of water, and he had already given the son a good name at that time." So, I gave the little one a new name, and let the little one follow the prince. The prince always called the little one 'Miaomiao' and 'Miaomiao' before, but the prince said it was as unpleasant as a cat meowing."

"..."

Qinghe saw Xie Tianen unceremoniously climbing up Xie Miao's back, but unfortunately his hands were too short and he couldn't climb twice after trying hard, so he put away the hem of his clothes, stuffed them in his waist and squatted down.

"My son, come." Xie Tianen heard Qinghe call him and quickly gave up Xie Miao, ran over and lay on Qinghe's back, Qinghe supported Xie Tianen's calf with his backhand and sent it up, Xie Tianen tightly hugged Qinghe's neck .

"Master, let the little one carry it."

"This is not a palace, you don't need to be humble, you and I are about the same age, just call me Qinghe."

Qinghe walked a few steps forward with Xie Tianen on his back, and found that Xie Miao hadn't followed, and was staring at him in a half-kneeling position with a dazed expression on his face.

"The mountain road is difficult to walk, and it is even more difficult to walk with him on your back."

"Hey, hey, good." Xie Miao quickly stood up, looking at Qinghe's still brisk pace with Xie Tianen on his back, and those eye-catching long legs, thinking that the water and soil of Crescent Moon Mountain is really nourishing. ． ． ． ． ．

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Little Xie Tianen lay on Qinghe's back, smelling the fragrance of saponins flying out of Qinghe's collar, and in an instant mixed with the smell of soil after the rain in the forest. The broken hair behind Qinghe's ears swept across his forehead, a little itchy, so Xie Tianen stretched out his hand to tug, and accidentally pinched Qinghe's nape of the neck. Qinghe turned his head in pain and bumped into the innocent big eyes of Xie Tianen's little friend.

I can't bear to see you look cute. ． ．

"Master Hu!" Kid Xie Tianen gave him another sweet smile, uh. ． ．And a little bit of shiny halazi.

Qinghe quickly pulled Xie Tianen off his back.

"My son, Master is tired."

But the silk halazi still got into the seam of the clothes, leaving a light shadow on the pure white fabric.

ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

ah ah ah ah this is my favorite dress

I hereby deprive you of the title of Little Pan An of Crescent Mountain

"Master Hu!" Xie Tianen didn't notice Shi Hu's sharp eyes, but noticed a gray rabbit not far away that suddenly accelerated.

"Master! Run slowly!!"

Xie Miao followed Xie Tianen and left the crime scene quickly, leaving only the victim standing still.

Qinghe watched Xie Tianen running towards the forest with his short legs, hugging the ground like a relative he hadn't seen in 800 years.

"Master!!!"

do not Cry,

get up slowly,

very good,

one,

two,

. . .

"Hey! I'm finally crying." Sitting in the yard, Mo Fang listened to Xie Tianen's loud cry and continued to eat sunflower seeds, "Xie Chong's baby's voice is really bright enough, it's as good as the corner of the white apricot orchard in the city."

Not long after, Qinghe returned to the small courtyard holding Xie Tianen, who was throbbing from crying, and put him in Mo Fang's arms.

"Coax." Turning around, she entered her own room.

Looking at the dirt on Xie Tianen's face, Mo Fang suddenly became inspired: "Little white pig, little white pig, hunting birds, chasing chickens, the mountain is covered in mud!"

Qinghe carried a copper basin, came out of the house with a handkerchief on his arm, and placed the basin at Mo Fang's feet. The handkerchief was soaked, twisted and handed to Mo Fang, and he stretched out his hand to roll up Xie Tianen's trouser legs.Mo Fang lowered his head and saw that the delicate little Xie Tianen's knee was broken, it was quite hard, and blood was still oozing out at the moment.

"Baby, this is Yueyashan who likes you so much. Look, I left you in the shape of a crescent moon. How beautiful! You see, your master just doesn't like Yueyashan." Mo Fang nodded Qinghe's forearm. A few shallow scars, "Look, he doesn't even have a crescent."

Xie Tianen stopped sobbing, and compared Qinghe's knee with his, it was indeed not crescent-shaped.

Qinghe gave Mo Fang a thumbs up, took out a box of ointment from his waist, and picked a piece with his little finger and gently applied it to Xie Tianen's wound. Very comfortable.

"Master!!!" Xie Miao was sweating profusely as she ran, leaning on the door frame and laying there panting.

Mo Fang gave Qinghe a thumbs-up: "Teacher, you are good at kung fu!"

Qinghe wiped his hands on Xie Tianen's trousers, went to the stone table and poured a bowl of water, without looking at Xie Miao's distressed look: "Come and have a rest."

Mo Fang put Xie Tianen on the chair on the porch, took a stick from the shelf by the wall, threw the wet handkerchief on Xie Miao's face, and shouted at Qinghe's back: "Hey!"

Qinghe didn't turn his head back.

"Don't make trouble."

Mo Fang chuckled, holding a long stick in his hand and sweeping towards Qinghe's ankles, the long stick was wrapped in the sound of the wind and was about to touch Qinghe's clothes, Qinghe jumped slightly, stepped on the stick head, and moved his right leg forward With a song, he stood firmly on the stick.

All this happened so fast that Xie Miao didn't even drink his saliva, and when the veil fell off his face, he could only see the handsome boy Qinghe freeze.

"Disciple! Don't underestimate your master!" Mo Fang was so excited that he shook his wrist violently with [-]% force, and when he saw that the river was unstable and was about to hit the ground, he lifted the stick up and went straight to Qinghe's legs. .

Qinghe tilted his body to the left, lifted his right leg up along the stick, then turned half a circle after his left foot landed, stabilized his figure, looked at Mo Fang who was smiling so much that his eyes were gone, and exhaled, suddenly remembered this Don't scare Xie Tianen a few times, but Xie Tianen sniffed his nose, forgot the pain in his leg and watched with relish.

"Where are you looking!" Mo Fang's stick came straight at Qinghe's face, Qinghe turned to the side, turned back, grabbed Mo Fang's stick with his right hand, sent it behind him, and stopped Mo Fang. Due to Fang's strength, Mo Fang's feet swayed, almost letting the stick out of his hand, and then he took a step towards Qinghe before he stood still.

"Okay, let the prince go and try again."

Qing He didn't let go of this end, and Mo Fang tugged towards him. Unexpectedly, Qing He exerted quite a lot of force this time, so he didn't pull, so he withdrew his gesture embarrassingly.

"Oh, it's not good if people don't accept it."

Xie Tianen probably thought that his master was the most powerful person in the world from this day on. The image of Qinghe grew in his heart. His master could do everything, he could fly, the key was that he could fly with him, and he could catch ants. Grasshopper, the food it cooks is delicious, and it smells really good. It can also carve wooden figurines, although he is not allowed to touch it.Like now that his trousers were torn, Master even embroidered a butterfly for him and sewed them on.

Xie Tianen was sitting on a chair swinging his short legs and looking at the butterflies on his knees, while Xie Miao was holding a bowl beside him and feeding the meal bit by bit.

"Master, open your mouth~"

"Xihua Shihu."

But his teacher, Hu, didn't hear the confession from the heart of the little boy Xie Tianen, because he was so annoyed that Mo Fang could pick whatever dish he picked up, so he took back his chopsticks, broke off a piece of raw garlic, and pressed hard on the chopsticks After wiping it, he took a piece of cooked garlic from the plate and stuffed it into his mouth, Mo Fang stopped following.

Clamp it!

Come on, let's fight to the death [-]

You can eat garlic if you have the ability!

Anyway, I don't care, I don't bother with this smell!

Mo Fang glanced at Qinghe's happy expression, and pursed his lips: "Despicable!"

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Xie Miao was coaxing Xie Tianen to sleep, it was the first time Xie Tianen lived in such a small mountain courtyard, everything was different from the palace, jumping up and down on the bed excitedly.

"Master! Don't jump! Your leg is not healed yet! Master!"

Qinghe carried a food box and pushed the door in. Xie Tianen jumped even more vigorously when he saw his master coming.

"Master... Qing..."

Xie Miao scratched the back of her head, but still didn't know what to call him.

I want to call him Master, I just told him not to call him Master at noon this afternoon, I want to call him Qinghe, but the boy in white in front of me has a naturally cold face, with a sense of stability that is different from his peers, as if he is always rejecting others Thousands of miles away, calling him Qinghe is too familiar, not to mention his humble status is just a servant.

"Amiao," Qinghe was not polite at all, opened the food box, took out two plates and put them on the table, "This is the fruit I made the day before yesterday, you and your son have a taste." Then he took out a white porcelain bottle: "There are a lot of mosquitoes in the mountains, you and Shizi wipe some of this before going to sleep."

"Hey, hey, good, thank you teacher... Qing..."

Xie Miao scratched her head again, but it was still hard to decide.

Xie Tianen slid down from the bed with bare feet, ran to the table and took a piece of fruit closest to him and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Shihu loves Qi, just like my mother."

Qinghe looked down at Xie Tianen's chubby little feet: "I have been staying on the mountain with Master, and I have never had friends of the same age. You don't have to worry about it, I just look difficult to get in touch with."

"Qinghe..."

Qinghe smiled slightly at Xie Tianen who had a face full of scum.

"We don't have any distinction between master and servant. We eat together, and there is never any leftovers. It will be gone when it is late. Don't steal the radishes in the kitchen."

"..."

Qinghe looked at Xie Miao's dull face.

"It's getting late, let's rest early."

Xie Miao kept the posture of Qinghe coming in unchanged, and now he went out with the food box, Xie Tianen ran out with bare feet, and he didn't move.The picture of Qinghe bowing his head and chuckling at the table is still in his mind. Before, Xie Miao thought that their princess had the prettiest smile in the world, but Qinghe's smile is different.If it is said that their princess looks back and smiles, Bai Meisheng's innocence arouses your impulse to say "wow, so beautiful".

That Qinghe bowed his head and smiled like the autumn moon. It was so clear that you forgot what to say, and the whole world became silent, only the small river with the moonlight flowing forward rushing forward, really lived up to its name.Moreover, this person is warm and caring.

Qinghe naturally didn't think about it so much, the smile just now was also because there was a big black sesame seed that wanted to be Xie Tianen's matchmaker mole.

However, "How did the son come out?"

Qinghe turned his head to find Xiao Tianen with an excited face, and the pattern of Sichuan characters appeared between his brows.

"Ha!" Xie Tianen stared at the two cannonballs as if they had landed, and posed the freeze-frame pose of Qinghe stepping on the stick this noon.

Qinghe leaned over and patted Xiao Tianen's head: "Go back to bed early, and I will teach the son tomorrow."

Xie Tianen trotted back to the house after hearing the words.

Look, this is the charm of Qinghe Shaoxia. ． ．

Hey, I'm such a cute little boy. ． ．

Can't be proud can't be proud. ． ．

Qinghe patted his face and turned back to the house.