Take your own vegetable shop and travel to the desert road

When Fenxiang came back, she happened to see Qingyun happily leaving with a pair of peach-pink clothes. This was the first time she had seen him jumping up and down in the past few days.

"Miss Xiaoyu, the clothes in Jingyun's hand were given to her by you. I see that she looks very happy and is jumping up and down when she walks."

"Fenxiang, don't call me girl Xiaoyu. Just call me Xiaoyu. You are always a girl. It sounds awkward to me like a girl.

It's not a gift, it's a change. I changed clothes with Jingyun. I don't know who the prince asked to prepare the clothes for me. They were either peach pink or orange pink. How could I wear clothes of this color?

Besides, this is a Taoist temple and it’s inappropriate to wear such bright clothes. "

Chen Yu wanted to throw the clothes far away to avoid contaminating her eyes.

"Then I will listen to Xiaoyu and call you Xiaoyu from now on. You are not satisfied with having someone to prepare clothes, but the prince did not bring any clothes for me.

I should ask the White Tiger guard to find Xiangye and ask Xiangye to pack a change of clothes for me. "

Fenxiang's words made Chen Yu immediately point to the baggage beside him.

"If you don't mind it, I'll give this dress to you."

Fenxiang pointed to her nose. She put it on. She wanted to wear it because the material was so good. Unfortunately, the size didn't match her and she couldn't wear it.

"I can't put it on, so you save it for later."

The days at the Taoist temple were the most comfortable days for Chen Yu when she came to Xia Kingdom. Every morning, she would box with the masters in the Taoist temple, watch them take classes, and hang out in the Taoist temple.

"Miss Xiaoyu is recovering well. The wound has begun to scab and she will be able to go down the mountain in a few days."

When Chen Yu heard that the wound had scabbed, she was happy at first, but she soon felt depressed. Going down the mountain, why did time pass so quickly? She didn't let Master Xuanming accept her as his disciple.

"Master Xuanming, can you really not accept me as your disciple? I really have the heart to follow the Tao."

Xuan Ming could clearly see the Taoist heart. In the past few days, she had been boxing with her nephews, taking classes with them, and in her spare time, she would clean the main hall for the ancestor.

If that fortune hadn't been calculated that day, he would probably have accepted her as a registered disciple.

"Miss Xiaoyu, you have no fate with Pindao."

Very good, this sentence is changed again. She has to hear this sentence once every day. She doesn't understand how it can be regarded as trying for fate.

Could it be that he must be like Jingyun, who was abandoned at the gate of the Taoist temple as soon as he was born, in order to have the fate of master and disciple?

"Please give me some advice, Master. I really can't figure out why Master doesn't accept me as his disciple."

If Xuan Ming hadn't come to check how the wound was recovering today, he would have decided not to meet Xiaoyu, for no other reason than he was too difficult to deal with.

"I can't explain it clearly, but you and I are not destined to be masters and disciples."

Disappointed, Chen Yu was really disappointed. No matter how she asked these days, Master Xuanming could only say this.

She really didn't want to go back to the palace. There might be something waiting for her once she returned to the palace. She had already received these pink clothes twice.

The second time, she finally knew who prepared the clothes for her, thanks to Xiang Ye.

The person who prepared these ugly clothes for her turned out to be Xia Yun. If Xiang Ye hadn't mentioned it, Chen Yu would have almost forgotten that Xia Yun existed.

Chen Yu didn't keep any of these clothes, but gave them all to Jingyun.

"Okay, that's what the master said, what else can I say."

Five days later, early in the morning, Chen Yu stood in the courtyard with a heartless look. The reason was for no other reason than the Xiangyun Temple where the Ninth Prince had dinner yesterday.

"Where are the clothes I prepared for you? Why don't you wear them? Why are you still wearing Taoist uniforms? Do you still want to be a Taoist priest?"

"Back to the prince, the colors of the clothes that the prince sent are really too bright. I have never worn such bright clothes before.

I have given all the clothes to little master Jingyun. "

Chen Yu answered feebly, and the Ninth Prince became inexplicably irritable upon hearing this.

"Speak to me properly and don't act like you're dying. It's an eyesore to me."

"Yes, slaves obey."

She also wants to talk well, and she also wants to be full of energy. This is not how she can talk well when her whole body feels bad when she thinks of going back to the Nine Princes' Mansion.

Who knows what kind of trap Xia Yun will set for her to jump into once she returns.

"Fenxiang, go get a set from Jingyun and change her body for her. This king's maid is not a Taoist priest in a Taoist temple."

Fenxiang came back after taking the clothes and looked at the dull-eyed Xiaoyu. She wanted to laugh but didn't want to. The person who was fighting for help fetching water in the fields yesterday was completely different from the other person.

"Xiaoyu, come in and I'll help you put it on."

Chen Yu was dragged back to the house by Fenxiang like a wooden man. As soon as the door was closed, she couldn't help but sigh.

"Hey, hey~hey~"

The sighs came and went, each one more sad than the last.

"Xiaoyu, I think you'd better put it on. You don't know the prince's temper. If you don't change it today, I'm afraid you won't be able to get down this mountain."

"I don't want to go down the mountain either. This Taoist temple is so nice."

Although she said this, she had actually started to change her clothes. She was afraid that if she didn't change her clothes, the Ninth Prince would ask someone else to change her clothes, which would make her even more embarrassed.

And she didn't want to leave, but she was afraid that the Ninth Prince would lead her down the mountain like a prisoner. After all, the rope that went up the mountain was still in their house.

The moment he opened the door, Qin Ye turned his head silently. He really didn't expect that the peach pink clothes would look so dark.

Also silent are Chen Yu and Fenxiang. They are both women, so of course they know what colors look white and what colors look dark.

"Why doesn't the prince look at this slave? It's not the clothes that the prince forced the slave to change into. Why didn't the prince choose these clothes?"

The slave girl doesn't know what's so beautiful about these clothes. It makes the slave girl look dark and dark. "

It's good that Chen Yu could hold back from swearing. It's not like Xia Yun didn't know that she was ugly, so he chose peach pink for her, probably to see her make a fool of herself.

"You are not black, you are just not white."

Qin Ye's words almost gave Chen Yu a myocardial infarction. There is no difference between calling her white and calling her black. Although she has become a lot fairer, how can she compare with a woman like Xia Yun who has been carefully cultivated.

No, why did she compare with Xia Yun? Chen Yu rarely responded, but lowered his head and thought about why she consciously compared with Xia Yun.

"Let's go, I've already sent someone to Xuanming's place to say hello."

Just like when we came here, we still have to walk down the mountain with our feet. The difference is that the injury on Chen Yu's leg has healed and the cinnamon bark is no longer there.

This time she fainted halfway, but no one could carry her.

Half an hour passed, and before he could reach the halfway point of the mountain, Chen Yu began to pant.

"This, this, this, how long do we have to go."