Princess of Han

In the green lotus space full of aura, I saw a beautiful and refined girl sitting cross-legged by a green spring pool, with her eyes closed, her fingers placed on both sides of her crossed legs like twisting flowers, and her whole body was in perfect harmony. Not moving at all, like an old monk in meditation.

After a long time, the aura surrounding the white lotus in the center of the pool not far away began to slowly gather, and then the girl's eyelashes trembled slightly.

The next moment, a pair of cold and quiet eyes suddenly opened.

Xu Peiyao let out a breath of foul air slowly.

Practicing in the space, the only self-respecting skill in the world, not only the state is extremely fast, but there is no danger of going crazy.Of course, there is no lack of reasons for her to re-practice the Eight Desolation and Liuhe Sovereign Kung Fu. She knows this supreme kung fu that she has studied repeatedly for many years, which has reduced many detours.

Sighing, back then, it would have been great if my sister had such a closed space dedicated to her, so that she would not be driven into a madness by Li Qiushui and fall short of success.Back then, when she was in the Xiaoyao faction, she strictly guarded against Li Qiushui's plot against her sister, and in the end she let that woman assassinate her sister while she was away.

For this, she felt guilty for a long time, but she was still powerless after all.

My sister's kung fu has already been broken, no matter how good her medical skills are, she can only save her life. From then on, her kung fu can no longer be perfected, leaving a fatal weakness.

elder sister……

Xu Peiyao stood up, patted the dust that didn't exist on her body, got up and walked towards the embroidery building not far away.

These are all things of the previous life, and thinking about them now will only cause troubles.Her sister is gone, and she is no longer the old Wu Liushui.

It's time for her to let go and live this life well, not seeking glory and wealth, but seeking plainness and happiness for her family!

He raised his head and estimated the time, it should be morning outside now.She stayed in the space for one night, so she should take a good wash.And the hair, she is no longer combing the little girl's Baotou, the long hair hangs down, but it reaches below the waist.

In ancient times, parents who advocated the protection of body, hair and skin did not dare to damage her. Naturally, her hair has never been cut.It was too long, and there was no former maid by her side to comb her long hair that was winding down to the ground. Xu Peiyao was worried about how to take care of it every day.I wanted to cut it shorter, because I was afraid that if my mother found out, I would be so shocked that I couldn't help crying, so she had no choice but to stop.

Without going through the gate below, Xu Peiyao directly flew up to the balcony on the second floor of the embroidery building with a light kungfu and gently floated into the inner room.

In the boudoir, the first thing you see is an exquisite and luxurious ancient mirror with a long-lasting atmosphere.

It is quietly placed on the dressing table, the mirror surface is not as blurred as the mirrors of this era, but is exceptionally clear, able to illuminate people in every detail.

Xu Peiyao likes this mirror very much. After cleansing her face every day, she arranges her long hair in front of it.

She first went to the table in the house, on which there was a washbasin and towels.The girl reached in, gently wrung out the towel and wiped her jade-smooth face, then walked to the dressing table over there and sat down.

Picking up the wooden comb on the dressing table with her slender fingers, Xu Peiyao gently combed the bundle of black silk hanging down her chest.

Inadvertently, the girl saw from the mirror that there was a delicately embroidered sachet on the boudoir bed behind her.The sachet showed a tassel, which caught her attention.

This is the amulet she has carried since she was a child.

Xu Peiyao stood up from the dressing table, walked over, bent down and gently picked up the sachet on the bed.

The sachet is made of silk, with an elegant and holy white lotus flower embroidered on it, so exquisite that it should not be something that ordinary farmers can have.Given their family background, it stands to reason that it is absolutely impossible for the mother to use such precious silk to make a sachet just to hold an amulet.

In fact, Xu Peiyao has been wondering why she worshiped the host of Huangjue Temple as her godfather?

The godfather is a monk. It stands to reason that he will not be contaminated by worldly affairs, and he still takes a little girl as his daughter.

Then think of the godfather teaching them martial arts in the middle of the night, and the unusual kindness to her.He has never been so kind to his elder brother Xu Da.

Over the years, she watched coldly, and the identity of the godfather was obviously unusual, and it could not be as simple as being the host of Huangjue Temple.However, whenever she asked about it, her godfather never said anything and always changed the subject.When I asked my mother, my mother was also hesitant, but she didn't make it clear, which made her infinitely puzzled.

Also, from the fact that every time she gets along with her godfather, his godfather always vaguely reminds her to put away her amulet and never leave her body. It can be seen that this amulet may have been given to her by her godfather.

As for the implication...

To be honest, she didn't know very well.Maybe it's just the godfather's love for daughters?

Forget it, it's useless to think so much now, what she should know, she will always know, what she shouldn't know, she just pretends she can't see it, so as not to embarrass her godfather and mother.

"Pei Yao, Pei Yao, are you up yet?"

Hearing her mother's voice calling her outside, and the sound of footsteps walking towards her room, Xu Peiyao was startled, subconsciously put the sachet on the bed, and turned around.

"Oops, mother is here."

Unable to control so much, Xu Peiyao hurried out of the space and scratched her hair.

After a while, Mother Xu's figure lifted the curtain and walked in.

"Pei Yao, you're awake! Come here, mother will comb your hair for you. Make sure to dress up our Pei Yao beautifully."

Xu Peiyao raised her head and looked into the tenderness in her mother's eyes.

"Mother, is there any happy event, are you so happy?"

Xu's mother walked over, and gently pressed her delicate and delicate little daughter in front of the crude dressing table beside the bed, picked up a wooden comb to comb her daughter's hair carefully, and smiled lovingly.

"Thanks to my precious daughter for taking care of the whole family during this time, our illness has recovered so quickly. Mother is grateful, naturally..."

Xu Peiyao hastily interrupted her: "Mother, what are you talking about? I am your daughter, shouldn't I take care of you and dad? I don't like it when I say thank you or not."

"Yes, yes, it's my mother who said the wrong thing and made our Peiyao angry. It's all mother's fault. Peiyao, please forgive my mother's slip of the tongue, okay?" Mother Xu laughed, looking at a ray The beautiful little daughter with Qingsi in his hands feels infinitely soft in his heart.

Back then, agreeing to the abbot of Huangjue Temple to raise Pei Yao was indeed the most correct thing she did in her life.

Her Peiyao is her Peiyao...

Princess of the Han Dynasty Volume 25 Millennium Fate Chapter 1 Art Teaching ([-])

Chapter word count: 1920