On the fate of admitting the wrong gender

The folding fan flew down from above, silently but with terrifying precision, Xiao Qing threw it casually, her slender knuckles were glowing cold white, the tear mole was dimly lit, and the jade crown brushed her sleeves.

Xie Qingshu turned around and dodged it dangerously, hugged Fang Yuan with his backhand, and whistled in his arms.

He pinched the child's pink face, clearly recognized him as Fang Yuan, and raised his lips, but said: "It's been a hundred years since I've seen him, His Majesty Xiao's child is so old, and he still looks like the old fellow Daoist Fang They are so similar, could it be that they want to play the trick of an old cow eating young grass?"

Fang Yuan was still crying,? He didn't make a sound while crying,? Just tears falling down like beans, and he didn't want to talk to anyone.He held his own stick, Ren Xie Qingshu couldn't coax him well.

Xiao Qing: "It's not as good as thanking the Patriarch. I've traveled thousands of miles to grab children's candies."

The two have had a cooperative relationship for a long time. After all, the Xie family is of the same clan, and they have exchanged letters for a hundred years. The relationship is not as tense as before.

When Xie Qingshu was in the Heavenly Tribulation of the Bodhi Mirror, he wanted to pull Fang Yuan who was standing there in a daze, but he was seriously injured. After going out, Qing Yao took him back to the Jiuhua Station.When I woke up later, everything was settled.

It is rare for Xie Qingshu and Xiao Qing to do the same thing, which is to liquidate the families that were besieged back then.

Xiao Qing took back the folding fan, appeared downstairs in a blink of an eye, and stretched out a hand towards Fang Yuan.

But Xie Qingshu didn't let him go, took a rattle from the booth, and coaxed: "This uncle is not a good person, how about my brother take you to play?"

Xiao Fangyuan cried even more sadly, and stretched out his hand to Xiao Qing, wanting to hug her.

Xie Qingshu could only sigh, and returned the person back, a look of regret appeared on Qingjun's brows and eyes, but there was a relaxed smile on his lips.

He said: "Little child, it's so difficult."

"Whatever you want to eat, brother will buy it for you."

Fang Yuan sadly took the stick and buried it in Xiao Qing's arms, crying until his neck was pink and wet.Xie Qingshu scratched his chin, and asked the vendor to make another peach candy figure at a high price.

As a result, Fang Yuan was unwilling to eat.

In the end, Xiao Qing raised her hand, took the sugar figurine off the stick, and inserted it back into the small stick in Fang Yuan's hand. Then the child slowly raised his head, and took a bite of it lightly.

Xiao Qing smiled lightly and said, "The little fruit will come back like this."

"..." Fang Yuan ate seriously, showing a small smile.

The sugar stick has leaves attached to it, like a twig, and the peach is the fruit on it. If the fruit is taken away, he will naturally cry.

He had to take another stick at last, and held it in his hand, intimately next to the other.

Xie Qingshu didn't know the child's sensitive mind, and only thought that he was a sugar man, that's why he cried so sadly.

He looked at Fang Yuan's pure childlike appearance, and asked, "When will he recover."

Xiao Qing said lightly: "When the time comes, it will recover naturally."

"You are not in a hurry," Xie Qingshu stood with folded arms, "It seems that there is no harm in waiting another hundred years."

Naturally, he came to Beizhou to discuss important matters with Xiao Qing, but now is not the time, and it would be boring to stay here any longer.Xie Qingshu teased the child at the end, until Shi Shiran Yukong left until he was so teased that he was about to cry again.

During this period of time, he will live in Changjing City.

Time passed day by day, and the people in the shrine gradually got used to Fang Yuan.

A soft and waxy child was playing alone in the corridor, touching flowers, stepping on water, and picking fruits.Sometimes I stop to watch the birds rising and falling on the eaves, sometimes I lie curled up in the flowers and sleep, and I can play all day by myself.

But after a while, the God Emperor would appear in the corridor, gently rub the back of his neck, and carry the child back.

The maids were not sure about the relationship between the two, but it did not prevent them from serving them wholeheartedly.

In all likelihood, this child is the illegitimate son of the God Emperor.

Although it grows a little fast, but the bird is different every day, and it will swell when it is full.

Fang Yuan didn't know the speculation outside, today he was nestled in Xiao Qing's arms, nodding his head and looking drowsy, while looking at the official business on his desk.

At the end of winter and the beginning of spring, Fang Yuan had already grown to the figure of about ten years old, and the fruit he produced was no longer so bitter, but had a sweet and fragrant fragrance.

After a while, he fell asleep completely, his fingers were lightly clutching Xiao Qing's sleeves, his head was tilted, and his breathing was steady.

Xiao Qing lowered her eyes and smiled lightly, holding the person in her arms and continuing to comment.But the priest suddenly approached from outside and said softly: "Your Majesty, Fairy Gu is asking to see you and wants to make a deal with you."

Xiao Qing didn't want to see her at first, but when she heard the second half of the sentence, she raised her eyebrows slightly: "Forget it, let her in."

He got up first, put Fang Yuan in the small study at the back, and then returned to the library.Gu Miaomiao was already standing in the center, seeing him appear, her voice was hoarse: "Your Highness, please let the Gu clan go."

Xiao Qing: "I did not take the lives of the children of the Gu clan."

Gu Miaomiao knelt down: "For the clansmen, losing power is worse than death."

"What do you want?"

"The Gu people don't want to restore their former glory, but I hope His Highness will give the Gu people a place in Beizhou because of the love they once protected." One room can speed up the growth of hibiscus."

Everyone in the cultivation world knows that Fang Yuan is not dead, but few people know that Fang Yuan has turned into a tree, and the Gu family happens to be one of them.

As long as they are alive, there will be a chance to turn around in the future. The Phoenix will always leave this world, but the Gu family will definitely survive forever.

……

The voices from outside were scattered to the inside, Fang Yuan opened his eyes and heard Xiao Qing discussing matters, so he didn't run out.

Instead, he played obediently in the small study.

He seldom comes here, and everything he sees is novel.

Compared with the gorgeous study outside, the inside is more like a place for Xiao Qing to be alone.The floor was covered with a soft carpet, and there were only a few crooked volumes of letters on the bookshelf, green smoke was rising from the incense burner, ornaments were placed randomly, and a small wooden box was hidden on the edge of the desk.

The owner can pull out the small box just by pulling it casually.

Fang Yuan was sitting on the ground, curious for a while, and took out the small wooden box.The wooden box was not locked, and it opened with a light blow.

It was full of letters.

Large and small, thick and thin, the letters are well preserved.

The bottom of the box is a fine array, which can seal time just like the storage ring.

The first one is a stack of bamboo paper, and the first one is a dialogue with two lines of different handwriting:

[Eldest brother, I have already gone to Shangqing Xianzong. ]

[Little Junior Sister!I'm also on the spirit boat, and the boat fare to Beizhou is very expensive. ]

Signed: Lingxu 43 November [-]th

Although the handwriting is different, it was obviously copied by one person with the same ink.

Fang Yuan's round pupils became emptied, and the voice outside seemed to be separated by water, and suddenly he couldn't hear clearly.He saw fine dust floating on the letter paper, entwined with transparent worms.

Swimming around.

Next piece of letterhead:

[Eldest brother, how is the situation. ]

[The goat milk that Xiaofan drinks has expired, and he has diarrhea. ]

Signed: November 43th, [-]rd year of Lingxu

For another fourteen days:

[Where did brother buy spiritual goat milk. ]

[Sent by a friend. ]

[-]th:

[Spiritual goat milk will not expire. ]

[My friend is stupid and probably cooked it with croton. ]

Sixteenth:

[......]

[Little Junior Sister, what's wrong with you? ]

Seventeenth:

[Little Junior Sister, why are you ignoring me. ]

……

……

[Thinking of you is like a full moon, every night reduces the brilliance]

[Me too. ]

Later, the bamboo paper became an envelope, and the time was very close, but the content became more and more, and the handwriting was no longer copied by one person, but two people communicated with each other.

The letter paper also has the smell of incense candles, which is very unique and belongs to the Buddhist temple where Muyu chanting sutras.

Slowly flowed over.

[Employer Fang, the temple has newly bought glutinous rice today. It is made of third-grade spiritual rice and tastes very good. ]

[Then I want to eat glutinous rice balls, and I want them filled with peanuts, just one pot is enough, the younger generation is not greedy. ]

Fang Yuan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his brain, as if something had exploded. He smelled the strong aroma in his blood, but he couldn't get out. A strange emotion rushed from his body first, and took root.

A piece of fragmented memory rushed to the front, and it was two people talking.

One person joked: "Fang Lang is so cruel. In the future, he will escape into the Buddhist sect, and he will always abandon me in chaos. Now he has already started to neglect me, and he doesn't even want to say a word."

"It's just pity that I count the letters every day, I just hope to save one more, and talk about it as a comfort in the future."

One person's voice was unsteady: "Don't talk nonsense! When did I abandon you? It's you who don't want me!"

……

The cloud screamed away, the wind was short, and the memory came to an abrupt end.

Fang Yuan opened his eyes, didn't remember anything, but saw Xiao Qing standing in front of him at some point.

Because of the backlight, he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Xiao Qing slowly closed the wooden box: "It's already sunset."

Time to go back.

Fang Yuan nodded and tilted his head to look at him.

But for the first time, Xiao Qing didn't carry him back, but let others take him, and stayed in the study by herself.

All night.

The author has something to say: How could Lao Xiao let Fang Fang touch other bird feathers ╮(╯▽╰)╭

感谢在2021-08-02?01:20:56~2021-08-03?02:27:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Dad? 2; Far Away? 1;

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