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The cherries on Mount Taicang are bright red and juicy, with abundant production for the disciples practicing there. They are also not sour.
Mo Qiuyan is now stuffing cherries into the bag.
For the past few days, she had been lying in a tree, hoping to lure the Crown Prince. Although it wasn't on the main path up the mountain, people often passed by in groups of three or four. She would wait for someone to come and then identify them. If it wasn't Xie Lian, she would hide in the lush branches.
Then she waited for more than ten days.
She sat on the tree branch with nothing to do but show off her cherries. In the end, she almost vomited from showing off her cherries, and she still didn't wait for Xie Lian.
Even Xiao Huacheng didn't want to eat the cherries she brought back.
Fortunately, hard work pays off. Before Mo Qiuyan felt that she was about to get angry, the Three Idiots of Xianle appeared in front of her.
The man in white walking in the middle must be Xie Lian. Mo Qiuyan judged the two people next to him by their skin color and the whiter one must be Mu Qing.
(Muqing: Are you polite?)
Mo Qiuyan deliberately made some noise, and soon heard someone say, "Who is it?!"
Now she could expose herself. Mo Qiuyan supported herself with the note in both hands and jumped down. Just as she stood firmly on the ground, she felt a gust of sword wind passing by, about to grab her neck.
She rolled on the ground, avoiding the sword energy, and then dodged the next few moves with agility that shouldn't be seen at her age, calmly dodging the fierce attacks of the attacker.
"Fuck, fuck, I really am. How come this kid is so fast?" She heard a burst of cursing behind her. The one who was chopping her should be Feng Xin.
Xie Lian recognized Mo Qiuyan's identity from their extremely fast movements, "Wait a minute, Feng Xin! This isn't a ghost, this is a child!"
"? Have you ever seen a kid move so fast? And even sneaked into the Imperial Temple?!" Feng Xinzuishang said, but he put away the sword in his hand and was about to catch Mo Qiuyan with his bare hands.
Seeing that she had shown enough pretentiousness, Mo Qiuyan automatically gave up and stopped resisting, allowing Feng Xin to lift her up.
The three of them observed Mo Qiuyan carefully, checking whether there was any ghostly aura or something on her. Mo Qiuyan had a blank expression on her face and secretly hid her golden elixir to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.
Finally, Xie Lian hesitated and said, "She...seems to be fine."
Mu Qing looked at Mo Qiuyan coldly and asked, "Who are you and why are you trespassing in the Imperial Temple?"
Mo Qiuyan answered truthfully: "I came to steal some fruit for my brother."
Although he now dislikes cherries very much.
"Then how could you dodge so many moves from a cultivator?" Feng Xin asked doubtfully.
"I learned it when I was a kid and practiced it every day."
"Huangji Temple has a barrier, how did you get in?!"
"I just walked in. Is the barrier broken?" Mo Qiuyan pretended to be innocent.
She could still secretly break a hole in the barrier.
Now no one knew what to say, and they stared at Mo Qiuyan, who looked "confused".
The atmosphere was a bit awkward.
Well, at least I have shown my face in front of the protagonist. It won’t be too late to get familiar with him after the festival.
Mo Qiuyan silently moved aside: "Well... if there is nothing else, I will leave. No need to see me off, thank you." He picked up the bag next to him and ran away.
Before he could run a few steps, Feng Xin grabbed his neck again, "Your Highness, this little brat is very strange. Why don't you send her to the Imperial Master? He should be able to tell if she is fake or not."
Mo Qiuyan was being carried, his face numb, his heart in turmoil: Jiumin, I don't think I can fool the Imperial Master...
After a stick of incense, Mo Qiuyan and the Imperial Master sat face to face in silence.
Mei Nianqing had always been imagined as an old man in Mo Qiuyan's mind, so when she saw the middle-aged man in front of her, who was about thirty or forty years old, she felt uncomfortable even though she knew it was fake skin.
Mei Nianqing put his fist to his mouth, coughed lightly, and said seriously, "Tell me your birth date."
The Xianle trio watched from the sidelines. Mo Qiuyan appeared calm and composed, but inside he was panicking: What should I do? Will I be exposed?... The Imperial Master is really not easy to fool...
Then she began to calm down: It's okay, I'm wearing it, and there's no ghost energy in my body. Even if the golden elixir is discovered, it's okay. Just say that I have a special physique.
She bit the bullet and reported her birth date and time before she traveled through time. Mei Nianqing calculated for a while and said, "Your fate is unfortunate. Although your life is fulfilling, you won't live past 20."
Although I know I didn't live past 20, but Imperial Master, is it really okay for you to tell a child she won't live that long?
"Well, Master Imperial Master," Mo Qiuyan smiled, "I have a friend and I'd like to do some fortune-telling for her. Is that okay with you?" He then reported his birth date as Mo Qiuyan.
It's really like making friends out of nothing.
"Do you think I'm really a fortune teller?" Mei Nianqing rolled her eyes, but still helped her calculate, "Your life will be full of ups and downs, and your life span won't be long."
Mo Qiuyan: ...You won't live long, right?
But the ups and downs are real.
Maybe she will have to wear it before the heavenly sacrifice procession.
Seeing the two of them gradually straying from the main point, Xie Lian coughed hastily and asked, "Master, have you figured out whether she has ghost energy?"
Mei Nianqing looked at Mo Qiuyan carefully, turning her around and observing her for a long time, and finally concluded: "There's nothing wrong, it's just that the spiritual energy on her body is a little strong. It may be because she stole too many cherries from Taicang Mountain. You have time to repair the barrier and don't let all the cherries be stolen."
Mo Qiuyan blinked. These cherries still have spiritual energy? Then she would have to bring some back. She wondered if it could offset Huahua's unlucky fate.
The Imperial Master waved his hand, signaling them to leave quickly and not bother him anymore.
Mo Qiuyan suddenly felt relieved. After Xie Lian and the others thanked the Imperial Master, they took Mo Qiuyan away.
Mo Qiuyan even shamelessly asked Xie Lian for some food.
His Highness is such a nice person, you shouldn’t refuse him.
Arriving at the foot of Mount Taicang, Mo Qiuyan bowed to the three of them and said, "Then, Your Highness, I will take my leave."
Xie Lian smiled and said, “Nothing. Next time, don’t venture into the barrier again. It would be terrible if you were caught by an unsuspecting disciple.”
They can't catch me again. Mo Qiuyan said indifferently, looking up and smiling sincerely: "It was wrong of me to trespass into the Huangji Temple," she added, "but I will dare to do it next time."
Xie Lian: “…”
Mo Qiuyan ran away.
Looking at the child running wildly, Xie Lian shook his head and turned to Feng Xin and Mu Qing, saying, "But this child has a good foundation in martial arts and is very talented. When she's older, maybe she can enter the Huangji Temple."
Mu Qing rolled his eyes: "Huangji Temple is not something that anyone can enter if they want to."
Feng Xin said, "I fucked Mu Qing, can you please stop denying His Highness's words?!"
"Could you please mind your punctuation?!"
Seeing the two about to quarrel again, Xie Lian quickly stepped in between them and said sternly, "You're breaking the rules again. As usual, I'll go first. Let's be calm."
The two of them had no choice but to give up and started playing idioms in a chain game.
......
When Mo Qiuyan returned to the base, Xiao Huacheng was planting leftover cherry seeds, although he didn't expect any trees to grow.
"Xiao Honghong, I'm back! Guess what I brought back?" Because the child is not called Huacheng yet, Mo Qiuyan cannot give him a name in advance, so he just calls him Xiao Honghong.
Xiao Huacheng really doesn't like this name.
Mo Qiuyan: I must commit this crime!
Xiao Huacheng's face darkened when he heard this name, but he was used to it. He said expressionlessly, "I can't guess."
"Dangdang!" Mo Qiuyan pulled out the food he had tricked Xie Lian into giving him. "This is much better than what I usually eat!"
"You went to steal from the kitchen of Huangji Temple?" Xiao Huacheng was speechless, feeling that someone was becoming more and more daring.
Mo Qiuyan replied with a smile: "No, this was given by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and then he told me about his experience today."
Xiao Huacheng currently had no feelings for Xie Lian, so he wasn't very interested, only giving a perfunctory "hmm" from time to time.
Mo Qiuyan realized that he was being treated perfunctorily: ...You don't care now, but you will definitely come back when I mention Xie Lian in the future!
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