How many times the group portrait is spring

Before the snow melted in spring, the Xuantian Sect had already blossomed. The two of them tacitly did not bring up the matter of Jiuxiaotian. Jing Rong has been busy with things recently. Qing Zhenren also took Lin Wuduan to the south to give alms.

Occasionally, when she has free time, all Jing Rong can do is take a short rest in the Qinzheng Hall to adjust her state.

When Mo Lingyun wasn't in class, he would sneak over to look for him, bring some food, or gadgets he made with his own hands, and just sit on the side and watch Jing Rong critique papers.

This time when Mo Lingyun came over, he was obviously in a good mood, he approached Jing Rong mysteriously, but didn't speak; Jing Rong looked at him, and saw Mo Lingyun blinking and smiling at him.

Seeing Jing Rong looking at him, Mo Lingyun silently looked away, stretched out his hand that had been clenched into a fist that had been hidden behind his back, and he opened his hand, revealing an elegant little flower.

I was originally happy about this.

"This is the first flower I saw in spring, so I just wanted to share it with Master." Mo Lingyun pursed his lips, as if a little shy.

"It's beautiful." Jing Rong put down the folder in his hand, and concentrated on looking at the flower in Mo Lingyun's palm. He couldn't name the flower, but it was really pretty.

But Mo Lingyun was caught off guard when he put the hairpin next to his jade crown. Jing Rong didn't feel annoyed when he saw Mo Lingyun who was getting more and more embarrassed, he just asked: "What's wrong?"

"Send off, send off Master..." Mo Lingyun looked away guiltily, and turned his gaze back to look at Jingrong. He saw a smile in his eyes, and reached out to touch the flower.

Mo Lingyun thought that Jing Rong was going to throw it away, but in the next moment, Jing Rong just pushed the flower to his hair, the simple and elegant flower blended with the jade white hair crown, he saw Jing Rong's eyes smiling, it was right His pampering and pampering.

Mo Lingyun grinned so hard that he couldn't take it back. He looked at Jing Rong and asked in a low voice: "Does Master like it too?"

"Ling Yun gave me a sprig of spring, why don't you like it?" Jing Rong was extraordinarily indulgent towards those close to him, let alone Mo Lingyun's act of wanting to share the joy of spring with him.

When Mo Lingyun met a small flower that bloomed, it would make him happy all morning. Besides, Jing Rong liked it very much, so his happiness could be extended even further.

"Master, let's go get Xiao Hui over later, shall we?" Mo Lingyun has always been scribbled when naming animals, and they call them whatever they are. Xiao Hui is the name he gave to the mouse. After leaving Yunjingna, it's time to bring it back.

"Okay." Jing Rong nodded, and now his hair crown really doesn't feel incompatible with the flowers Mo Lingyun sent.

When the two of them went to Yunjing's place to ask for Xiao Hui, Yunjing was obviously reluctant to part with her, but it was also quite obvious that Xiao Hui disliked her, even pushing and shoving, he jumped onto Mo Lingyun's shoulder that he hadn't seen for several months.

Mo Lingyun broke a piece of grass and fed it to Xiao Hui, watching it chew the grass on his shoulder.

Seeing such a ball of fluffy fluff, Yun Jing, who didn't like Xiao Hui, felt very sad. She has kept it longer than Mo Lingyun!In Xiao Hui's heart, she is actually no match for him!

"Forget it, forget it." Yun Jing turned his eyes away, as long as she didn't look at it, there would be no such thing as Xiao Hui liking Mo Lingyun more than her, um.

"But senior brothers, you are all here, eat a light meal at my place before leaving." Having said that, the actual cooking depends on Mo Lingyun.

Mo Lingyun was busy in the kitchen, Yunjing and Jing Rong were teasing Xiao Hui in the living room, Yun Jing looked at Xiao Hui, and then at the flowers still blooming on Jing Rong's hair, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what is this?" Nephew Ling Yun picked it for you, right?"

Jing Rong smiled but said nothing.

Yun Jing had seen through everything a long time ago, her elder brother didn't have such a good life, and it could even be said that before he accepted Mo Lingyun as his apprentice, she had never seen him smile.

"It's pretty." Yun Jing chuckled, her senior brother was happy, and she was also happy.

What to eat at the beginning of spring?This is a question worth thinking about.Mo Lingyun originally planned to make hot pot, but then remembered that Yunjing is a carnivore and his master is a vegetarian, so it is a bit difficult to coordinate.

Mo Lingyun peeled a small pile of chestnuts to make his favorite stewed chicken with chestnuts, and washed sweet potatoes and cut them into pieces to make sweet potato porridge as a staple food.

Yunjing's small kitchen has some wild honey, just for them to make some honey water to drink after meals.

Then stew an old duck soup for Yunjing, stew soft and fragrant yam for Jingrong, and make an egg soup; the three of them don't need to prepare too much food, this is just right.

Yun Jing, who hadn't eaten Mo Lingyun's cooking for a long time, said that she could eat a whole duck raw.

And Mo Lingyun added vegetables to Jing Rong, such as his favorite chestnuts, one for the master, one piece of yam that was boiled so that it could be pressed into a puree, one for the master, and the soaked honey water was set aside to cool.

Yun Jing, who didn't receive such treatment, didn't lose his appetite. Taking advantage of Mo Lingyun feeding Jing Rong, he put a few more pieces of chicken into the bowl, and muttered while devouring: "This skill is too good. If I were Xiaohui, I would I am also happy to raise you."

"Xiao Hui is a vegetarian, little uncle." Mo Lingyun sliced ​​an apple for Xiao Hui, which meant that three people and one mouse were eating.

"It's okay, I eat meat." Yun Jing gnawed on the chicken leg in his hand, the worry about Xiao Hui's leaving just now was dispelled by the whole meal.

When Mo Lingyun was about to leave, she even invited him very graciously: "My nephew often comes to my place for dinner!"

As for whether to come to eat or to be a chef, this matter is obvious.

Mo Lingyun carried the cage and walked with Jing Rong. The cage was empty, and the little gray fluffy was resting on his shoulders, holding the dried fruit that Yunjing gave it in its little paws.

The two of them had just brought Xiao Hui back to Lingxiao Hall, and they sent an urgent report to make Jing Rong rush back to Qinzheng Hall.

Mo Lingyun lay down on the table boredly by himself and watched Xiao Hui eat. It held the dried red dates Yunjing gave it in its small paws and gnawed on it. It was so absorbed in eating that it didn't forget to look at Mo Lingyun who was staring at it. Simple and cute.

Mo Lingyun stretched out a finger to touch it, and Xiaohui caught it with a small paw. Mo Lingyun couldn't help but curled his lips. The instinct of small animals to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages is still easily confused by appearances.

Since Lin Wuduan went to the southern region, Xuantianzong had temporarily suspended all classes. I heard that Ning Qing took his disciples to solve the snow disaster in the northern region. Mo Lingyun was lying on the hospital bed for a few days because of sneaking away from Jiuxiaotian. If it was the turn of any disaster relief team, he would naturally squat inside the house.

It's just that it's boring to squat for a long time, and Jing Rong is also busy. Looking at him, I finally took the time to come out with him and slipped for a long time. I just arrived at the Lingxiao Palace, and was called back to the Qinzheng Palace.

Mo Lingyun stretched out his hand and poked Xiao Hui's bulging cheeks. He was so bored now that he watched the mice eat, and who knew what he would do afterwards.

Looking at Xiao Hui's peaceful eating, he suddenly remembered that he had raised a mouse very early on, it was a real mouse, one person and one mouse ran around, but the mouse died before he entered the Thousand Eagles Palace.

He never had a pet again.

Now that he hasn't returned to Qianjiu Palace for three years, he still has the confidence to sit here, relying on Yan Huai; as long as his personal lord is around, no one will dare to make trouble in Qianjiu Palace.

He and Yan Huai are similarly affectionate people, the only difference is that Yan Huai seems cold, but in fact his heart is not cruel enough.

Yan Huai has gone to Southern Border since they separated, and I don't know if he has been to Southern Border now. The last time they went there, they opened the enchantment between Southern Border and Yaoyu, and no one strengthened it or fought with Yaoyu. Communication with the head of the clan, but big things will happen.

Mo Lingyun raised his hand and patted the hair on Xiaohui's head. He saved Yan Huai's life, and Yan Huai worked hard for him all his life. I don't know who is more at a disadvantage.