Pan Shu rubbed the jade on his waist with a lack of interest and said, "I forgot."
Her tone at this moment was too cold.
Instead, Emperor Shijun noticed something strange.
His intuition told him that the little girl was a little bored.
His eyes flickered.
Did you really forget?
Pan Shu buried her face in his arms and said sullenly, "Every time I touch this scar, I always feel heartbroken, so... brother, please don't ask me anymore, okay?"
There is no reason for Indra not to respond.
But my heart felt even heavier.
The next day.
After what happened yesterday, the relationship between the two became subtle and ambiguous.
Emperor Shijun is much easier to conquer than Mo Dan.
After about half a month, the strategy value reached 70.
Pan Shu had nothing to do all day long. She pretended to flip through some poetry and books, pretending to be thirsty for knowledge.
As soon as Emperor Shijun left, Panshu leaned lazily under the peach tree again, teasing Xiaobai while dozing off.
The peach blossoms are in full bloom in April.
Some scattered petals fell.
It seemed like a grand peach blossom rain.
"Young lady..."
Hearing someone calling her, Panshu slowly opened her sleepless eyes, looked at the person who came lazily and charmingly, her posture was casual and did not look very decent.
The boy blushed.
He was born with a fair and handsome appearance, and deserved to be called "a handsome man like jade".
Dressed in green, jade crown, and dressed like a scholar.
Pan Shu vaguely remembered that he was the new teacher at the school next door.
I heard that he became the top scorer in the imperial examination some time ago and returned home in glory. However, the old teacher happened to be seriously ill, so he took over as the teacher.
Because the beloved little princess favored him, even in the court, no one dared to urge him to return to Beijing to take up his post as soon as possible.
The young man has the appearance of a high-ranking official or powerful minister.
There was even a faint wisp of dragon breath wrapped around his body.
Pan Shu glanced and then looked away.
Unexpectedly, after this body became a mortal, it actually gained the ability to see through other people's fate.
If one day she really ends up on the streets, she won't starve to death.
Thinking of this, Panshu curled her lips slightly.
My mood suddenly improved a bit.
"What's the matter?" She said in a somewhat cold tone.
The young man lowered his eyes in disappointment. When he looked up again, his eyelashes trembled slightly with nervousness. "This...this is the sugar-roasted chestnuts from the east of the city, the candied haws from the west of the city...the osmanthus cake from the north of the city, and the pea yellow from the south of the city..."
"Um?"
Panshu paused for a few seconds before she remembered that she had said this casually this morning to get rid of Emperor Shijun.
He looked a little embarrassed, "I didn't mean to eavesdrop..."
Pan Shu just thought he was very cute.
However, this jade-like young man is not her target. Although he is extremely handsome, after seeing peerless beauties like Mo Dan, Fu Ce and Emperor Shijun, the young man in front of her seems slightly inferior.
Panshu has been craving for pea yellow for a long time.
Just about to take it.
"Shushu."
A gentle yet cold male voice sounded.
The next moment, the handsome and tall man in white clothes slightly sideways stood in front of Banshu.
He glanced at the young man with a forced smile and said, "Please ask Mr. Lin to return to the capital as soon as possible. The little princess in the palace is waiting impatiently."
"I..." the boy said weakly and slowly, "I don't like her..."
After saying that, he looked at Banshu cautiously.
The boy's sexual desire should not be too obvious.
Lin?
Could this young boy be Lin Gunian's ancestor?
It can’t be such a coincidence??!
Pan Shu felt a little complicated.
The young man reluctantly carried his things and left dejectedly. Looking at his back, one could not explain the disappointment in his eyes.
Panshu was thinking about something.
Because he didn't notice that Emperor Shijun's black eyes were becoming increasingly cold.
His possessiveness of her grew stronger and stronger.
This is not a good thing.
Emperor Shijun closed his eyes in restraint.
She secretly sneered in her heart, how could he be so selfish? He clearly knew that there would be no future between him and her, but he wanted to cut off all her high-quality peach blossoms...
Although the young man has no talent for cultivating immortality, he will become a high-ranking official and bring honor to his family in the future.
As for Panshu.
Isn’t it a good destination?
But once he thought... that one day she would lean docilely in the arms of another man and do to other men the things she had done to him, he became filled with irritation.
The mind of Tao is unstable.
Blood rushed up in my throat.
He suppressed the blood in his mouth, smiled warmly, and handed her the exquisitely wrapped cakes in his hand, "Sugar-fried chestnuts, candied haws, osmanthus cake, pea yellow..."
"What is that?"
“…roast chicken.”
"oh."
"Isn't that what you want to eat?"
"Yes."
After being pierced through the heart by Mo Dan's sword, she finally became a mortal who needed to fill her stomach.
She is no longer the little fairy who can be full just by drinking dew.
Oh, sad.
Pan Shu acted like a crying monster with an expressionless face.
Emperor Shijun didn't understand what was going on in her little head. Her expression kept changing, but her hands never stopped unwrapping the paper.
It's very interesting.
He curled his lips helplessly.
He took the teapot beside him with his slender hands, poured half a cup of tea, and placed it next to her.
"Eat slowly and don't choke."
"oh."
Panshu eats in a very elegant manner. Most beautiful people look beautiful when they eat.
"Brother, are you from Beijing?"
This was the first time she asked about his past.
Emperor Shijun nodded slightly and said truthfully, "Yes, but not now."
The little girl tilted her head, as if puzzled. "Why? Will my brother have parents? Will he have brothers and sisters? Or will he be unwanted and alone like me?"
Emperor Shijun's heart felt sour and bitter, mixed with sharp pain.
"Shushu isn't unwanted." He consoled her, "Brother wants her."
Pan Shu: "What about my brother?"
Emperor Shijun paused, and there seemed to be a surge of blood in front of his eyes. The humiliation of being trampled on by others was still vivid in his mind. His so-called parents and clansmen were also the knife that pierced his heart.
He was silent for a moment, then said softly, "No one wants my brother."
"Then I'll pick it up." Pan Shu curled her lips slightly, "I won't return it no matter who asks for it."
"good."
Emperor Shijun's eyes warmed a little.
The only happy and warm time in his life was in this little wooden house and in the little girl in front of him.
But he has already embarked on the thorny and bloody road of cultivating immortals.
What should Panshu do?
The lifespan of a mortal is only a short hundred years... In the long and lonely years of an immortal cultivator, perhaps only the time of seclusion, a mere blink of an eye...
He thought a lot.
Knowing that sweetness seeps into your mouth.
He opened his eyes, and the girl smiled and put the candied hawthorn balls covered with syrup into his mouth.
Emperor Shijun opened his lips and ate it obediently.
"Sweet, brother?"
“Very sweet.”
Emperor Shijun stroked her soft hair.
He had little doubt that if she fed him an intestinal poison, he would swallow it without hesitation.
As long as she is happy.
Suddenly, Emperor Shijun's eyebrows turned cold, and he looked towards the door with cold eyes.
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