Chapter 861 Divorce Application 1



Chapter 861 Divorce Application 1

In the cold spring, I was granted a bath in Huaqing Pool, where the warm spring water washed my skin smooth and smooth.

The maidservant helped her up weakly, and it was the beginning of her receiving the emperor's grace.

Although this place is not Huaqing Pool and it is not spring, Feng Qingxue was carried out of the hot spring by Lu Jiang. She quickly took out a dry bath towel from the space and wrapped her body, glaring at him hatefully, saying that he had no self-control!

Lu Jiang looked satisfied and moved closer to her, "Wife, I'll help you."

Feng Qingxue turned her back and said, "No, I can put it on myself!" It's not like she doesn't have hands.

"I'm helping you!" The tone is exactly the same as that of Xibao when he was two or three years old and Fubao now.

"unnecessary!"

Xi Bao's eyes suddenly opened, and she looked at her sister in her father's arms, pointed at her necklace and said, "It's not lost, sister. Your necklace is on your neck, it's not lost!"

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When he saw the necklace, Fubao finally stopped crying, but two lines of tears were still hanging on his cheeks. After being washed by the tears, his eyes became clearer, like the stars in the night sky and the lake on the ground.

"Where's my necklace? Daddy, where's the baby's necklace?"

The main colors of clothing in this era are black, blue, gray and green, and it was even darker during the past ten years.

Fubao would also beat her brother in her dreams, and after waking up she would proudly tell herself that she had defeated her brother.

She buttoned up her shirt, and Lu Jiang bent down and went into the small tent to take his daughter out.

The first thing the little girl did was to touch her neck, but found nothing. It was just thunder but no rain, and now tears came out like a fountain.

Feng Qingxue hurried into the small tent, took out the seven-treasure necklace that was under the pillow, and hung it around her neck.

"I found it!" Fubao answered seriously.

The vacation was coming to an end and they were packing up to go back.

"Why are you crying, little girl? Your necklace doesn't have legs, it won't run away." Feng Qingxue was helpless. If things continued like this, what would she do when she returned to the camp? There was absolutely no way she could continue to let her wear the necklace.

Xi Bao rubbed his eyes and crawled out of the tent. "Mom, I beat my sister and made her cry. What should I do?"

"My brother didn't hit me!" Fubao was no longer sad. "My necklace was lost, so I cried."

Feng Qingxue elbowed Lu Jiang in the chest and said, "Go!"

The couple struggled and struggled, and it took them more than ten minutes to put on their clothes, which should have taken a few minutes. Fubao's crying voice came from the small tent, "Mom, mom, where are you? I can't see you."

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Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue returned to the tent amid the childish chatter of their children.

Xi Bao's eyes were not fully open yet, "I kicked her and spanked her, and she cried. Will she dislike me? I like my sister very much, I don't want to be a bad brother!" Even though her sister always steals the attention of her parents.

If the styles and colors of clothes are like this, what about the colorful jewelry that represents the decadent life of the bourgeoisie?

Feng Qingxue chuckled, "Where did you hit your sister?" Was I dreaming?

Some of the things that were no longer needed were pretended to be put in the car, but in fact they were stored in the space by Feng Qingxue. Otherwise, their car would not be able to carry the load even if they were carrying so many people and hauling so many things.

Portable space is indeed a magical thing that is a must-have at home.

They had a good night's rest and broke camp the next morning. Basang Zhuoma ran over breathlessly and handed Feng Qingxue a nine-eyed Dzi bead strung on a seven-treasure lanyard.

"This is?"

"I went to the temple, and the master asked me to give it to you. He said that you are blessed with good fortune and luck. The Dzi beads that have been nurtured by the Buddha for thousands of years are willing to choose you as their master. Please be sure to cherish it." Basang Zhuoma said seriously.

(End of this chapter)


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