Chapter 90 - No better than my son! 【1 more】
Chapter 90 is no better than my son! 【1 more】
Listening to this, Lou Xingxun was taken aback: “Other candidates?”
“A few days ago, I took another disciple.” Jun Muqian’s expression suddenly became solemn, “He is a very well-behaved young boy, and he is also very cute.”
“So…” Lou Xing did not move, but he had a bad feeling in his heart.
Little…boy? Seven or eight years old?
“Oh, it’s a pity that he suddenly cried with me one morning.” Jun Muqian sighed, “Prince, do you know what he is crying?”
”My palace listens carefully.” He thought to himself that if a child cries, it may be a tantrum, and it’s not a big deal.
“He told me that he dreamed of…” Jun Muqian explained for a while, and then was quite distressed, “The man also said he was going to kill him.”
Lou Xingxun: “…”
Wait, there seems to be something wrong with the development of things?
“I just thought, maybe I, a disciple, had suffered some emotional injury before.” Jun Muqian sighed again, “causing him to cry to death in his dreams at night, as the master of a pavilion, I really can’t stand it anymore.”
“Girl Mu, you…” Lou Xingxun wanted to interrupt, because he probably had guessed what the next words were.
“So the prince, you are too late!” Jun Muqian applauded, “If you can save this disciple of mine from the heat, I will be grateful.”
Sure enough… Lou Xingxun’s mouth twitched: “Why does girl Mu think that this palace can save your disciples?”
“Huh?” Jun Muqian asked, “Don’t you like men? He likes them too. It just so happens that you are very suitable.”
Lou Xingxun stretched out his hand and pressed the heart of his forehead, and then he thought about it and said: “Let’s not say that this palace does not like men, even if you like it, how can you know Girl Mu, this palace will surely make your disciples like it?”
Just finished speaking, he himself was going crazy.
is really self-inflicted, nothing to do to shape a broken sleeve image.
Jun Muqian did not speak this time, but turned around, groping for something on the dressing table.
Lou Xingxun was confused by her actions. He tentatively said, “Miss Mu, what are you looking for?”
Jun Muqian handed over a mirror and motioned him to take care of it.
Looking at the romantic boy in the mirror, Lou Xingxun was completely confused. What should he do to look in the mirror?
“This palace…” He hesitated, “Is there anything wrong with this palace?”
“No.” Jun Muqian was a little surprised, “Why do you think so?”
“That is?”
“Let you have more confidence in your own looks.”
Lou Xingxun: “…”
Jun Mu briefly thought about it, and added: “Although it is not better than my son, but it is already very good.”
Lou Xingxun: “…”
I didn’t want to be choked, but suddenly got choked.
**
Naturally, Jun Muqian still didn’t sell Baili brother in the end.
After all, Baili Changsheng looks silly, she is afraid that he will do something wrong.
Furthermore, her previous behavior in the downtown area was equivalent to adding some trouble to the great gangster.
It is said that after Su Qinghua returned to the place arranged for her by Da Ganwang that day, he was furious and even asked the court to kill Shaoqing who was specially responsible for receiving foreign guests.
said it was because of her negligence that she was injured.
But this request was directly rejected, but in order to appease Su Qing’s painting, Da Ganwang rewarded many treasures.
After all, no matter how unbearable Su Qing’s paintings are, he is also Shengyuan’s Chen Wang, and he still has to give enough face.
Chenzhe, the pivot of the star and the sky, the emperor.
Just such a title is extraordinary.
Some people say that the Queen of Saint Yuan Su Qingli is really tolerant, and can still allow the existence of King Chen.
Jun Muqian didn’t think so. To be the leader of a country, there must be something extraordinary, and forbearance can make great things.
According to Lou Xingxun’s request, she dressed up as a man, but her makeup changed again, which was different from her appearance the previous few times. After all, she didn’t know which acquaintances had seen her the previous few times. It’s best not to come out.
The banquet only started in the evening, and in the morning, it was necessary to bring the holy yuan to wander around the palace.
Jun Muqian probably understands that there is a reason why those sect disciples look down on people in the secular world. How can they have time to cultivate and strengthen themselves?
However, this hasn’t had a big impact on her. She can meditate while walking to improve her mental awareness.
“Tai Yin Jue”, there is also a mental method, this mental method is not restricted by the cultivation level, so she can start practicing now.
Unlike the others, she can’t practice at all.
After all, her current cultivation base is too low, she can’t even touch the threshold of ascending to the illusion, let alone go back to the past.
This seat is really miserable.
Jun Muqian shook his head, retracted his thoughts, gave Baili Changsheng and Shu Wei the few exercises she had written silently in the past two days, and then went into the palace.
**
Lou Xingxun waited there early. He stood under a willow tree, looking with his head tilted.
When he saw Young Master Zi Yi walking towards Shi Shiran, Wei’s brows stretched out.
After a slight smile, he raised his voice: “Brother Mu, I have been waiting for you for a long time.”
Listening to the “Brother Mu” that had turned thousands of times, Jun Mu’s body trembled, and she suddenly regretted agreeing to the prince with broken sleeves, which made her get goose bumps.
“Why doesn’t Brother Mu speak?” Lou Xingxun didn’t seem to see it, and smiled on his lips, “Is it because my palace hasn’t been able to go out to see you in the past few days?”
Jun Mu Qianfang wanted to speak, and the next second, a voice rang in her mind first.
“Shh——”
“Someone is watching.”
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