[Comprehensive] Master is as beautiful as a picture

The two were silent all the way, and after returning to the inn, Qin Jing thanked them softly.

Xunhua moved the stool for her to sit down, looked straight at her, his appearance was reflected in his pupils, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I can really marry you."

Qin Jing was stunned, and lowered his eyes: "I really want to marry you, at least I will have food and fun in the future."

"Is what you said true?" Hearing this, Xunhua stretched out his hand to hold her hands, his tone revealing joy, his eyes were soft like black jade, emitting a halo.

Qin Jing pulled his hand away uncomfortably, and looked away in a panic, "This... I just said it casually, don't get excited, I will definitely not do things that ruin people's marriage, you should continue to wait for you Junior sister."

After pondering for a moment, Xunhua suddenly said: "What if I say you are my junior sister?".

Qin Jing heard it clearly with his ears pricked up, stood up a little excitedly, raised his hand to his forehead, and then to his own forehead, and said helplessly: "You still feel uncomfortable when you are sick, it's still the upper body of Yuxiang. , do I have the face of a public junior sister?"

"Don't you think Yuxiang's junior sister and mine are the same person?" Xunhua looked at her, hoping that she would be smarter and realize the key to this problem.

"So what?" Qin Jing asked puzzled.

"That means..." Xunhua smiled softly, but his eyes were icy cold, and he slapped her forehead heavily: "You have the words "Junior Sister" engraved on your forehead..."

"Is there?" Qin Jing rubbed his forehead, took out a mirror from his arms, and looked at it carefully.

Xunhua got up helplessly and walked outside the house: "Clean up, I will take you home later."

Qin Jing moved away from the Jiuxi mirror and looked at the figure outside the house, his clear eyes suddenly dimmed, becoming moist and shiny.Finally, she couldn't help but spit out the sweetness in her throat, and she wiped it casually with her sleeve.

"Xiao Jing, are you okay?" Qing Yuan's voice came from next to my ear.

Qin Jing lay powerlessly on the table, and said calmly: "Yuan Yuan, do you know where Changqin is now? I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it for long."

"Why are you bothering? Take care of your body first, and we'll talk about these things later." Qing Yuan's ethereal voice lingered in her ears.

"You know better than me whether I can take care of my body." Qin Jing's face was pale, and he almost fainted.

A phantom floated out of the Jiuxi mirror, and landed silently. With a flick of his sleeve, he put the piano on the table, flicked the strings lightly, and the wonderful sound lingered in the room. Listening to it made people feel comfortable, but Qin Jing could only hear this sound arrive.

Qin Jing's complexion gradually returned to rosy when he heard the sound of the piano. He put his hands on the table and straightened up: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay, your heart is weaker than others, and your life is not long, why bother to do this, in fact, that person Xun Hua is also good, although you don't remember all the things in your previous life, but he treats you just like before." Qing Yuan Put the piano in the sleeve, and the body turns into a wisp of light smoke into the mirror.

"If you say Xunhua is good, it would be better to say that Qingyan has a deep affection for you, but why do you only have Changqin in your heart? Thousands of years have passed, but your remnant soul is still unwilling to dissipate. Your obsession You are deeper than me, so why bother to persuade me, don't forget that I have inherited your temperament." In fact, half of Qin Jing's inner temperament is inherited from his own nature, and half is given by Qing Yuan.Two completely different people, but surprisingly similar in some respects.

Standing alone by the lake, the lake surface is clear and clear, the misty water is empty, the figure is reflected on the lake water, the breeze blows, the lake water is rippling, and the ripples are like his heart that has been silent for a long time, and it takes a hundred years to stir up a little ripple.

"Master Ziyin, don't come here without any harm." A woman walked slowly, with a graceful figure, a white gauze fluttering, and a jade hairpin.Long hair hanging down the shoulders, a few viburnum flowers embroidered on the cuffs, and a faint fragrance lingering around her side.

"You are?" Ziyin turned his head and looked at the woman in front of him, but he didn't remember it.But looking at the pattern on her cuffs, a softness flashed in front of her eyes, but it was fleeting.

"Yuxiang, do you still remember?" She Yuxiang replied, seeing that he still didn't respond, so she continued: "More than 20 years ago, I met you a few times in Mount Sumeru, and the real person pointed out how many times at that time. Move the sword to me."

Zi Yin thought for a long time, but he still didn't recall this matter. He had been to Mount Sumeru 20 years ago, and he had some impressions, but it wasn't particularly deep. He shook his head and planned to leave.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Yuxiang took a step forward and grabbed his sleeve, Ziyin's eyes turned cold, and he shook his sleeve and shouted: "Please respect yourself!"

Yuxiang was taken aback for a moment, and let go of his hand.

Afterwards, Zi Yin stepped on the sword and left, Yu Xiang was stunned, and fell to the ground after a long time, his eyes were red, he clenched his fists, his pretty face was distorted by extreme anger, he gritted his teeth and said: "Yu Jing, you It doesn't matter if you die, but why..." Suddenly his eyes flashed, his expression recovered, and he smiled: "In this life, you just wait."

Qing Yuan informed Qin Jing of Changqin's whereabouts, so she was not in a hurry to go home. After Xunhua took her to Qinchuan, she went back to Mount Sumeru, saying that she was going to explain the matter of the head and fetch her One thing that matters.

Qin Jing didn't want to ask more questions, so he let him go.

Fortunately, Qin Jing also has friends here in Qinchuan, so he doesn't have to go to the inn to be so troublesome.

On the street, there were bustling crowds, peddlers hawking along the street, men, women, old and young, a thriving scene. Qin Jing wandered on the street for a long time, but still couldn't find the specific location of Fang's house.

The Fang family and the Qin family are good friends, one is a business family, and the other is a martial arts family. How are they connected?It is said that the Fang family master and Qin Shou got acquainted more than twenty years ago, and the two determined to cultivate immortality. Qin Shou inherited the ancestral business and did not go to cultivate immortality, but the Fang family master retired after his career was successful, leaving his children to seek immortality. .

Here is a sigh, which family's sons and daughters are so unlucky to have such a father, but it's okay. Lost, but there was an ignorant younger brother who broke Second Sister Fang's heart.

Qin Jing came to Qinchuan many years ago behind his father's back, but now she is dazzled by the way, and doesn't know how to get on.

"Get out of the way, I'm out of control!" Qin Jing heard a voice behind him, and looked sideways, and saw a boy standing on a washboard, flying slowly towards him.

Qin Jing squinted his eyes and took a closer look. The boy's face was flustered, and his face was more delicate than a woman's.

"Xiao Lansheng?" After Qin Jing saw it clearly, he wanted to save him, but he fell straight off the washboard.

Fang Lansheng lay on the ground and twisted his waist, Qin Jing squatted down, tilted his head and asked, "Are you Xiao Lansheng?"

A few years ago, I saw that he was still short, but now he is so tall, but how could Qin Jing forget his pink and jade-carved face.

Fang Lansheng raised his head, looked at it for a long time, and said excitedly: "Sister Jing, why did you come to Qinchuan!"

Thinking about Qin Jing's coming here a few years ago, he really didn't do anything good at first sight, pulling Xiao Lansheng to do some inexplicable things.

Fang Lansheng stood up, patted the dust off his clothes, shook his head and looked left and right.

"What are you looking around for? Could it be that you sneaked out behind your second sister's back?" Qin Jing picked up the washboard on the ground and stood up.

"No, I'm practicing swordsmanship." Fang Lansheng pointed to the washboard in Qin Jing's hand, looking triumphant.

Qin Jing almost lost his breath from laughing, and threw the washboard in his hand to him: "You are an imperial washboard, not a sword! You must kneel on it when you go back, so you should warm it up first. "

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The internet is disconnected, sorry, so I sent it late, and the internet has not come yet, so I can only use my claws to post it. There should be nothing missing, and the agreed second update will be delivered