The story of silver lock and golden bell gl

Jin Ling stayed with Mo Le all day, and it happened that the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming, and the willow catkins were flying, so the days were very peaceful and comfortable.

Mo Le was originally a cute little beard, and he looked similar to Long Ruo. Even if Jin Ling knew that she was not Long Ruo, she couldn't help but look at her more to comfort her lovesickness.

Because of this, Mo Le often saw Jin Ling looking at her and sighing.

"Little princess, but did Mo Le do anything to make the little princess unhappy?"

When she said this, there was a blush under the corners of her eyes, and her big wet eyes glared at her, as if begging her not to be angry.

Jin Ling shook her head, couldn't help stroking her head, and said with a slight smile, "No, Mo Le is very good."

An Safan has been in Ezhou for several years, and he has already learned how to read words and expressions. Jinling is uncompromising to everyone, but she often has a shallow smile on her, which is naturally unusual.

However, she hadn't met Jinling many times, so it wasn't because Jinling was attracted to her that she favored her.

There is only one reason why Jinling treats her so differently, and that is the little dragon king she has mentioned countless times.

According to Jin Ling, that person looks a lot like her.Coincidentally,

Ansafan used to be Shadow Moon Right Envoy's stand-in, very similar to Shadow Moon Right Envoy when he was young.

She is conceited of her beauty, and there are very few people in the world who can be like Yingyue Youshi, so she can't help but have a very absurd idea in her heart: this little dragon king, whose name sounds so domineering, could it be Yingyue Youshi herself Bar?

Then I thought about it again: the little princess said that the little dragon king was her maid, Yingyue You is usually arrogant and self-willed, with eyes on the top of his head, how could he condescend to be a maid?She was in Liangzhou, how could she travel thousands of miles to Shangyong?Who doesn't know that the leader is the most precious Yingyue's right envoy, and it is absolutely impossible to let her go so far alone without anyone to take care of her.

Is there a third person like me in the world?

But no matter what, the person who cares most about this unsmiling little princess is the little dragon king.

Since that day when she begged Jin Ling to teach her how to write, Jin Ling would spend an hour every day teaching her personally, holding her hand, stroke by stroke.At this time, the little princess was calm and gentle, but always seemed to be looking at others.

An Safan was naturally jealous and curious, and couldn't help but ask her: "Little Princess, what kind of person is the Little Dragon King?"

Jin Ling always bowed her head and thought for a while before answering her words.

"She... Although she has a bad reputation, she is very docile at home. Her mouth is as sweet as honey, but no matter how you look at it, she seems to praise you sincerely. No one can refuse..."

"She is very serious and thoughtful in everything she does, and she looks cute when she is focused."

"I sometimes... like to watch her from the sidelines."

"If she finds me watching from the side, she will definitely ask me to praise her. She doesn't say it clearly, but just looks at me, and people can't help but praise her."

"... If I praise her, she will be very happy and dazzled."

When she said this, she didn't know that she also looked dazzled.

An Safan always felt that he was rare in the world, but in the first half of his life, he was the substitute of Yingyue Youshi, and he lived in her shadow all the time. Later, he was expelled from the main altar due to some incidents, exiled in Ezhou, and escaped death. When you are far away from the Bright Peak, you can still only be the shadow of others.If this little dragon king is right in front of her eyes, based on her experience of fighting wits and courage with Rouran people since she was eight years old, killing a child without knowing it would be as easy as pie.It's a pity that this child doesn't know whether he is dead or alive, but he will always live in the heart of the little princess.

Jin Ling looked at An Safan, but her eyes fell on others.

But the opponent is not around, unable to fight back, so naturally let her do whatever she wants, the little princess likes that look, so she can do what she likes, An Safan can pretend to be whatever the Little Dragon King looks like in her heart.Would it be sad to pretend to be the moody Shadow Moon Right Envoy if she was a little maid?She often said that the little dragon king was eccentric, could it be better than the young master of Mingjiao?

"... Moller? Moller?"

She came back to her senses and responded, "Little princess!"

Jin Ling said: "Too much grinding, how many words do you want to write today?"

An Safan looked down, and as expected, she just lost her mind, there was too much water in the inkstone, and half of the ink was worn away by her.

"I'm going to write it all down!"

Jin Ling said: "If other things are delayed, Sister Chun will definitely scold you."

An Safan lowered his head and said pitifully, "...then I'll write when I finish other things..."

Jin Ling smiled and said, "If you can't finish writing, I won't let you sleep."

An Safan raised his head and said softly, "I'm writing in my own room, how does the little princess know if I can finish writing before going to bed?"

Jin Ling copied her hand and said: "I'll see the homework you handed in tomorrow. If the handwriting becomes weaker and weaker, and it looks like a ghost in the end, it must be because I didn't finish it before going to bed."

An Safan lowered his head, speechless, this little princess usually doesn't say a word, no one knows how much she weighs, and there are so many ghost ideas in her stomach, what should I...how should I deal with it?I don't know what the little dragon king would say... what would he say if he was the young master of ghosts and elves?

Seeing that she didn't answer, Jin Ling rubbed her hair, exhaled lightly, confessed "I'll go find my mother", and exited the room.

It is said that Mo Le should live in the corner room of the main hall now, so that she can accept her summons at any time, but firstly, she has many "shady" things to go out at night, and she doesn't want people in the house to find out, and secondly, the silver lock came It's better to be free.It's not that Jin Ling is afraid that someone will influence Yinsuo's ability to steal osmanthus cakes, it's just that she sees fewer osmanthus cakes but no greedy cats, she's just afraid that she won't show up when she sees someone.

Besides, there is only one Long Ruo who is allowed to eat and sleep with Jin Ling.

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No matter what, all members of Mingjiao mobilized, worked hard for a long time, and finally made a breakthrough. Yinsuo was very happy all day long.After noon, he came out in a change of costume, and took the lead in reading the scriptures for half an hour, but it was hard for a group of resting disciples.

Yun Han knelt behind the silver lock, chanting scriptures earnestly and piously.The new disciples saw that King Kong Yunhan was transformed into a holy face by Mingzun, and they all respected Mingzun.

But Yun Han just thought of A Man who was sent to the Nanping Palace without sleep, and felt that Ming Zun took special care of him.

When Tong Lehuan came back, he secretly told Yun Han about the sea of ​​poisonous snakes sweeping across half of the city. Hearing that, the hairs on Yun Han's body stood on end, and he couldn't help but thank Ming Zun for his compassionate father. He sent someone to search the house secretly, neither went to Zhu's house to face the poisonous snake trap, nor stayed in Nanping Palace to be swept by the sea of ​​poisonous snakes.

Thinking of this festival, his expression became more pious, and his voice became louder. The underground hall was solemn and solemn, and the scriptures echoed. grow up.

At the end of the worship, Yinsuo took off the necklaces on her head, tied her hair with hairpins, and ran around in the spacious underground wearing the robe that Jinling gave her.

The desolate houses she bought were official underground entrances, and just across an alley from the desolate houses was Hu Shangde Baoyun's mansion.Since he bought this piece of land, the alley in front of the deserted house has almost become a passage exclusively for the back door of the De Mansion.

De Baoyun is Kang Luhe, and of course the lower part of the De Mansion is also empty. The disciples of Jumu Banner have worked for many days before there is a hall for the believers to pray.

Because of this, the hall was very large, and Yun Han and Tong Lehuan spent a lot of effort to catch one side, before they caught the silver lock and told them to report something.Yinsuo and the two of them returned to the side of the deserted house, found a couch and leaned on it, and said: "If you want to say that the big summer sparrows appeared in all parts of the city, just now the disciples of the gilt banner have directly reported this matter. I reported it."

Yun Han said: "No, no, the two of us want to report about An Safan."

"please say."

Yun Han winked, Tong Lehuan hurriedly took out an oiled paper bag from his bosom, put it on with both hands, and said, "Master Yingyue, this is fresh today."

Yinsuo opened the paper bag and smelled it, um, it was really fresh.She nodded and said, "Well, Xiao Tong is fine."

As he spoke, he took out a piece, lifted it to the top of his mouth, took a small bite, and slowly crushed it with his tongue.She handed the paper bag in front of the two of them and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

Yun Han quickly shook his head, and poked Tong Lehuan quietly, thinking, who would dare to grab food from Yingyue Youshi?

Tong Lehuan went even further, got a cup to fill her with water, and handed it over.

Yinsuo swallowed it in one gulp, calmed down, and praised: "Yunhan, you taught well."

"Your envoy Xie Yingyue praises you," he said while presenting his own booklet, and Tong Lehuan also took out his own booklet and handed it to Silver Lock with both hands.

Yinsuo took Yun Han's brochure, flipped through it, and first said: "Yun Han, your handwriting, didn't you say you practiced it?"

Yun Han said: "I am very confident in my Kucha Wen."

Yinsuo raised the booklet in his hand and said, "Is this from Kucha Wen?"

"...in Chinese."

She nodded and said, "Practice quickly, you see, An Safan has already started to practice calligraphy."

Yun Han suddenly heard the word Ansafan, his heart sank, knowing that Yinsuo was in a bad mood, he didn't dare to joke anymore, and said: "Yes, this subordinate must take time to practice, and he must not lose to Ansafan."

She raised her head with a stern face, spread Yun Han's book aside, opened Tong Lehuan's book again, and asked absently, "Master Yunqi, have you read Xiao Tong's book?"

Tong Lehuan is his subordinate, Yun Han should have seen it, so he replied: "I have seen it."

She flipped the pages of the paper in boredom, "What do you think... this Ansafan is thinking?"

Yun Han thought for a while, and said: "Based on my subordinate's observations over the past few days, An Safan relied on his resemblance to the maid whom Immortal Gold favored when he was young, and wanted to find a backer."

Yinsuo smiled, squinted his eyes and asked, "Oh? Lord Yunqi, tell me, why is it such a coincidence that she can meet such a person... This person happened to have a barbarian maid whom he loved very much ? Could it be that fate shouldn’t kill her? Shouldn’t we kill her?”

Yun Han bowed his head, "This... this... should be... her...someone happened to know that the Immortal Golden Body had such a past."

Yinsuo nodded approvingly and said, "Well, I'm not stupid. Keep talking."

Yun Han said: "Perhaps this person just happened to meet her maid, and he has a heart of disobedience to the master of Wushan, Xiang Suiyu, so after seeing Ansafan, he wanted to put Ansafan in the Immortal Golden Body Make pawns by your side."

The author has something to say: Elder Sister, you can have a little bit of heart... The person that my younger sister wanted to hack to death with knives has no one alive so far except you~(≧▽≦)/~

I almost couldn’t update it today, the author went back to his home in the suburbs, and the manuscript box is going to be on vacation after the update (—▽—)y

Although we have to wait until tomorrow for the holidays, but I can’t wait to adjust to the holiday state~(≧▽≦)/~