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This fragrance of flowers makes the elegant meditation room become charming in an instant.

After Shuqi was stunned, she hurriedly changed her expression, and asked with concern: "It's fine, why does the city lord drink?"

Her slender arms climbed onto Wumazhen's cuffs, and pressed them softly, as if she was Wumazhen's original wife, and no matter what she did, it was a matter of course.

"You are..." Sensing the temperature, Wuma really set his eyes on her face, and fingered her face for a long time, "Madam's maid, Liu Zhao? I said, why do you look so familiar?"

As soon as these words came out, Shuqi's beautiful face froze instantly.

"Oh no," Wuma really tapped his forehead, "I remember now. You are not Liu Zhao, how could you be Liu Zhao."

Hearing this, Shuqi put on a smile again.

This was the first time Wumazhen showed his true face in front of her.Although Shuqi had made preparations in advance, she was still touched by Wumazhen's stunning face deep in her heart.If it was said that she married him before because she didn't want to marry far away, then at least a little bit of willingness was born deep in Shuqi's heart now.

There is no trace of age on Wumazhen's face at all, and what makes Shuqi even more moved is that Wumazhen's light-colored eyes can reflect a bottomless killing spirit.

She grew up in a deep palace and boudoir, frail and sickly, and naturally yearns for the strong in her heart.

And Wumazhen, without a doubt, is her ideal strongman.

"You are the rabbit raised by Princess Yaoqi!" Wumazhen said seriously, "Just because I accidentally touched you to death, you turned into a human being and asked me to pay for your life."

Chu Ji, who was behind him, couldn't hold back his laughter very hard, but he still supported his master, and said to the princess: "The city master is drunk and talking nonsense, the princess should take care of you."

Shu Qi's smile once again froze on his face.Wumazhen's eyes were clear and clear, why did he pretend to be confused?

She didn't wait for Wuma to guess again, and introduced herself: "I'm Shuqi, Shuqi's sister. I just got together with the city lord a while ago, why, the city lord can't recognize him today?"

Wumazhen pushed away the pestle, stepped forward, pinched Shuqi's chin with his hands, and looked around: "Why are you pretending to be the eldest princess?"

Shuqi didn't know for a moment whether he was pretending to be confused or simply had bad eyesight.

But when Wuma really got close to her, she felt that the air around her was sucked away by the scent of flowers, and she felt an inexplicable sense of dizziness and powerlessness in the suffocation, as if all the strength in her body was also sucked away by the scent of flowers.

Wumazhen's eyes gradually darkened.

In the haze, a warm and powerful hand suddenly pulled her away, and in an instant all the deprived air returned to the surroundings, and the cool breeze gusts made people sober.

"You..." Shuqi came back to her senses and stared at the little monk in front of her.

"Sijin." The little monk saluted with his hand wrapped around the prayer beads, with a gentle voice.

Shuqi rubbed her temples slightly, feeling "uncontrollable" powerless for the first time in her life.After calming down, she chose to kneel down and kowtowed to Wuma.

"I also hope that the Lord City Master will marry me. In the future, I will definitely accompany you wholeheartedly and never leave each other."

She didn't have to be so humble in the first place, even if she married far away, she was still the high princess of Xijue.But this time, she put all her bets on a man whom she had only met twice.

why?She didn't know why.

"I said it. I can't marry."

Wuma really refused straightforwardly, her tone was cold and decisive, without any sloppiness.

"As for the reason—" He suddenly put his gaze on Sijin's face, "Let the little monk tell you."

Si Jin raised her eyes when she heard this.The vermilion holding beads set off a red mark on his pale lips, just like the bright rouge of that day.

"what is the reason?"

Begging so humblely, yet being rejected so decisively, it can be seen that her bet was wrong from the beginning.

She lost.

"What's the reason?" Si Zhan tugged at Si Jin's sleeve.

He was also very curious why Sijin knew the reason but he, who was always well informed, didn't!

"Forget it, what does the reason mean to me?" Shuqi's face was ashen.If you step out of the gate of Taihe Temple today, you will definitely be ridiculed by people all over the world.It is better to die than to live.

What else do you want to know why?

"The reason is—" Sijin pressed the holding bead, a series of noises accompanied his words, like a draft blowing through Shuqi's heart.

"I love him."

Ling Qu, who still had the malicious smile in his eyes, was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

"You... what did you say?" Shuqi didn't respond, and asked again.Did she hear wrong just now?

"It's the poor monk who stands with him through thick and thin." Sijin repeated patiently, this time speaking more bluntly.

"But you are a monk... you..." Shuqi spoke incoherently, and suddenly she remembered that Wuma really answered in the city lord's mansion last time, her pupils shrank instantly, and she covered her mouth.

Wumazhen said that he likes to drug some young and strong men and tie them to the bed. At that time, Shuqi thought that these were just Wumazhen's use to scare her, but unexpectedly...it was true.

Wuma is really...

"Go to hell!" Shocked, Shuqi suddenly became ruthless, and slapped Sijin on the face with a "slap", with such force that it even tore off his holding beads.

Sijin received a hard slap, and Sijin's crimson beads scattered all over the ground.Shu Qi turned and ran away.

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, these people are ridiculous.

Suddenly his wrist was grabbed by something.Shuqi looked sideways, and met Wuma's really bottomless eyes.

"What were you doing just now?" Wuma Zhen's lazy voice couldn't resist the coldness in his eyes.

"Let go! I'm the princess of Xijue! Wumazhen, I humiliated you only to save face, do you think I'm really afraid of you?" Shuqi snorted coldly, her eyes full of viciousness.

"I hate people in the palace," Wuma really smiled, with a trace of pity in his eyes, "After all, the brain is broken from birth."

"You!" Shuqi raised her hand angrily and wanted to hit him, but was stopped.

Sijin held her wrist, and no matter how hard she struggled, she remained still: "Princess, come to me if you have something to do."

"I remember you guys!" Shuqi stared at him, "You better hope that I don't go back to the palace. Otherwise..."

Sijin wanted to answer, but Wumazhen pulled him over, leaned into his arms, and smiled at Shuqi: "We will look forward to it. Well, Chuji, take the princess back."

Chu Ji immediately said "yes" and dragged the princess away with half support and half drag.

After the princess left, Sijin breathed a sigh of relief.Just now I got a slap in the face, although I didn't feel the pain from my usual martial arts injury, but my heart was still depressed.

"Don't be sad, Sijin, I have collected all the beads for you, now I will go to Dianzuo to tie them up for you again." Sizhan put the beads into the cloth bag and ran away in a hurry.

Now only he and Peacock were left in the room.

Peacock was still shaking the wine in the bottle: "Why did you stop me from killing her just now? This woman will only be a disaster if she stays until the end."

"What's wrong with her?" Sijin sighed softly, "She tried all her tricks just to make the rest of her life more stable."

He had heard from Si Zhan that Xijue was about to make peace with Beijiang, and the eldest princess made such a bad move because she didn't want to marry far away.

"Even you believe that there is such a thing as a marriage?" Ling Qu asked back.

Having pretended to be Wumazhen for so long, Ling Qu didn't want to follow in Wumazhen's footsteps.

The news of the marriage was out of reach, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that marriage is impossible in the current situation, but he didn't expect so many people to believe it.

"It doesn't matter to the onlookers who are not close to each other. Anyway, the disaster can't be on your own head. But the princess is different. She is the one who is most afraid." Sijin said.

He raised his eyes and looked at Ling Qu seriously: "My lord, who do you think is the one who released this kind of news on purpose to scare the princess?"

The little monk is smarter than expected.Ling Qu replied without thinking, "Another princess."

After the farce of the princess' marriage proposal was over, the senior brother talked to Sijin at noon.

Sijin, who hadn't practiced martial arts with her senior for a long time, thought about it, and took Luo Xing with her before leaving.

Luo Xing has only been in my own custody for a short time, and Sijin has always wanted to find time to practice, but in the past few days, things have come one after another, and she can't make time to touch it.

At that moment, Sijin was carrying Luoxing to find her senior brother, but on the way, she met Chuji who was beside the city lord.

Strange to say, this servant Chu Ji is different from other servants Sijin has seen, he doesn’t have to wait around the city lord all the time, he can run and play everywhere, and sometimes Sijin can see him holding a small wooden barrel to recognize the other servants by the pool. Seriously fish for koi.

Now he came out of the bushes and asked Sijin where she was going, and if she wanted the black cicada that had just molted in his hand.

Looking at the shiny cicada that Chuji handed over, Sijin swallowed, and quickly waved her hand to say no.

Saying goodbye to Chuji, Sijin found her senior brother.In the afternoon, the brothers practiced the Taihe stick technique as usual.There are thirteen levels of stick technique, and the senior brother has already mastered the first twelve levels with great proficiency, leaving only the last level that cannot be penetrated.

The last level is called Supreme, which requires practitioners to get rid of their five sense organs and get close to martial arts with heart.It is said that the last Buddhist cultivator who penetrated the thirteenth level of Taihe was Master Qingxu. However, since he started, no one has been able to penetrate it again in the past ten years, so that the world has begun to spread the saying that Taihe's stick technique is gradually disappearing.

Sijin is very confident in her senior brother. The senior brother is very talented, and one day he will be able to penetrate the thirteenth level of Taihe, and let the Taihe stick method appear in the public's sight again.

"Sijin, continue!"

Before Sijin came back to his senses, a stick of wind swept over him, making him roll backwards to the side, so he could barely stabilize his figure.

"Falling star!" The brother reminded him.

Only then did Sijin pull out the falling star.The body of the stick is dotted with stars falling under the sun, shining like a starry sky.

Sijin clenched Luoxing tightly, jumped up with the power of the tree trunk, and slashed at the senior brother from top to bottom.

At the moment when the martial stick landed about three inches above the senior brother's head, a phantom of the senior martial stick not only moved away from Sijin's control, but also turned passive into active invisibly, pointing directly at Sijin's throat.

After a while, the winner was decided.

Sijin was not discouraged by this, but was very excited: "Brother, have you mastered the thirteenth step?!"

Otherwise why is it so powerful?Even though he was a very perceptive young martial artist, he didn't see clearly what happened just now.

"The thirteenth step still has two floors that have not been penetrated yet." Ling Song put away his stick and tied it around his waist, "I came here to ask you something."

Sijin naturally knew what he wanted to ask, so she said: "Senior brother, I know everything in my heart."

He knew that his senior brother would support him no matter what he did, and his senior brother was only worried about his safety.

"Yeah." Ling Song's eyebrows locked, "It seems that the matter between you and the city lord is true?"

Sijin nodded.

"When did it happen?" Ling Song asked, "Is it that time when you were nowhere to be seen after the Buddhist meeting?"

Unexpectedly, the senior brother has been aware of it since then, but the actual situation is still slightly different from what the senior brother thought.Sijin didn't want to hide from his senior brother, but Peacock repeatedly warned him not to reveal too much about the two of them to the outside world, otherwise it would lead to death.

Sijin could only say, "After that."

Seeing him in trouble, Ling Song shouldn't ask more questions.It's not that there is no precedent for Buddhist practitioners to start a family and start a career, but Ling Song is worried that Xiao Sijin is not deeply involved in the world and entrusted to others.

"I will take good care of him in the future." Sijin said seriously, so that the brother could understand that this was not his impulsive decision.

"Senior brother believes in you. You also have to take good care of yourself." Ling Song stepped forward, gently lifting Sijin's chin with his hand.

There are still palm marks on Sijin's left face. Because of her light skin color, it is very obvious in the sun, which is shocking.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore. It doesn't hurt at all." Sijin said with a smile.

Ling Qu, who was not far away, looked at all this, and lifted his foot by the way, kicking a butt under the tree.

"What's the matter, master?!" Chu Ji, who was concentrating on catching the cicada, was shocked, almost hit a tree, and looked back at Ling Qu ignorantly.

Ling Qu, dressed in emerald green clothes, folded the bright red morning glory in his hand, and said with a dark face: "Noisy."

Why are you making noise again?This time I didn't say a word!Chuji's heart collapsed.In order not to be implicated by the innocent, he could only hold the small bamboo basket to stay away from this dangerous person, and went to find the next tree.

Lingqu crushed the morning glory in his hand before walking over.

Si Jin turned around, just in time to see him coming.

Sijin took a step back subconsciously, but was held by his hand.

"Show me your face," Ling Qu said.

He said it politely, but Ke Sijin didn't have the opportunity to choose independently at all, her face was locked tightly in Ling Qu's palm, and she couldn't move.

"It was almost destroyed." Ling Qu observed for a moment and let go, "It's all right now."

Only then did Sijin realize that his palms were full of flower juice.

"Wash it off after one night. Don't touch it with your hands, or it will swell up the next day, and even the gods will not be able to save you." Ling Qu put away his hands and said.

"Okay." Sijin's eyes softened.

"By the way, don't say such nonsense that you love me and I love you in the future. It's not good for me or you."

"What nonsense?" Sijin's tone became melodious, as if a gentle wind suddenly greeted the lake at night.

"You should know that practitioners never lie."

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Ling Qu: Referee!Did you see it!He started it first!He was the one who provoked me first!