The woman holding her looked like her mother. She held the little girl in her arms to comfort her and took her away.
When the two of them left, the little girl's eyes were still on the empty plate where the shopkeeper had placed the wind cakes. Tears gathered in her eyes for a while, and finally flowed out again, her little shoulders twitching silently.
The mother and daughter were standing behind Luo Jianqing just now, and the current situation is very clear at a glance.
Luo Jianqing was stunned for a moment, and finally sighed softly. He broke the small wind cake into two pieces, stuffed one piece into Xuan Lingzi's hand, then strode forward, walked in front of the mother and daughter, and put the other piece into the little girl's hand.
The little girl suddenly got the half piece of wind cake and stared at Luo Jianqing in a daze.
Seeing this, her mother quickly said, "No, no! This is the puff cake you bought. We should just come early tomorrow and line up. How can you do this?"
Luo Jianqing smiled and said, "It's just a piece of wind cake. We can just try it. The little girl will cry if she can't eat it."
The mother was still trying to return the cake to Luo Jianqing. The little girl kept staring at it, drooling, but she didn't say anything. She just watched her mother return the cake. Finally, seeing that Luo Jianqing really didn't want the cake, the mother took out two low-grade spirit stones and said, "I have to give you at least some spirit stones. This cake is not cheap."
Luo Jianqing took the opportunity to leave and would never accept the spirit stones from the mother and daughter.
After Luo Jianqing and the others left Feng Gao's shop, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Xuan Lingzi: "I hate to see little girls cry. I remember when my junior sister started crying when we were little, I couldn't do anything to her. I agreed to everything she said. Especially little girls like this, as delicate as jade. As long as their golden beans fall, I can't do anything."
Xuan Lingzi said calmly: "You are very good to your junior sister."
Luo Jianqing didn't think too much about it and said as a matter of course: "Of course, she is my junior sister. The seven of us brothers and sisters grew up together. The third junior sister was already a teenager when she came to Taihua Mountain, but I watched the younger junior sister grow up. Master, you don't know that the younger junior sister was very bad when she was young. Every time you punished me to go to the sect to reflect on my mistakes, nine times out of ten I was taking the blame for the fourth junior brother and the younger junior sister... uh..."
Seeing the indifferent and cold expression of the White-robed Venerable, Luo Jianqing shuddered, feeling a little cold for some reason. Xuan Lingzi's face was expressionless at this moment, his phoenix eyes drooping coldly, and his lips slightly pursed, clearly unhappy.
Luo Jianqing's heart was beating fast. He thought for a moment and asked, "What's wrong with you, Master?"
Xuan Lingzi did not answer and continued to look at him silently.
Luo Jianqing thought for a while, and suddenly it occurred to him: "Wait, are you jealous? Jealous of my junior sister? Master, she's my junior sister, how could you be jealous of her? I just treat her as my sister, I've made it clear to her a long time ago, you..."
"Have you introduced your friend to your junior sister?"
Luo Jianqing: "..."
After a moment of silence, Luo Jianqing asked, "The friend you're talking about isn't Mo Qiu?"
Xuan Lingzi nodded slightly.
Luo Jianqing said helplessly: "Master, can you give up this inexplicable idea? When Mo Qiu came to Taihua Mountain, he met Junior Sister. After they greeted each other, they didn't even say a word. They are not suitable at all!"
Xuan Lingzi said calmly: "They are very similar."
Luo Jianqing: "They're both wearing red clothes, they don't look alike at all!" He immediately changed the subject, not wanting to continue the conversation with the now baffling Xuan Lingzi. He asked, "By the way, where's that half piece of wind cake?"
Xuan Lingzi's hands are empty, his eyebrows are
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