Purple Qi Donglai

The sky above Qingshan Temple has not been surrounded by cooking smoke for a long time, but the wisps of cooking smoke gradually rise to the roof along the backyard,

I suddenly smelled the aroma of food in my nose,

Could it be that the clearance is messing up again?

Chen Qing couldn't help feeling a little doubt in her heart, then walked towards the stove in the backyard,

A figure in plain powder was busy in front of the stove, with a few strands of pink sleeves rolled up, and his slender jade fingers patted lightly, and the cabbage that was lying peacefully on the cutting board became a neat row. Brush the thinly cut vegetable shreds, then pick up a copper spoon, and then throw it into the black cauldron. When the vegetables are put into the pot, white smoke rises in an instant, revealing a strong vegetable fragrance and a trace of sesame oil. Along with the wind, the fragrance gradually overflowed into the air, into the corners, and outside the temple. A gust of breeze blew slowly from outside the door, slightly brushing the hem of her dress, brushing the black hair that fell randomly behind her, and Passing through the broken hair on her forehead, a drop of crystal clear dripping gradually dripped onto the back of her Bai Jiu's hand through the residual warmth. The warmth hit her, and she couldn't help feeling warm in her heart.

Chen Qing stood behind her for a long time, his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth raised a little, and the corners of his eyes gradually brought a smile,

"I'm afraid that my cooking skills in this life are not half as good as your Qingqiu lady's. I'm afraid I will never be able to catch up with you in this life." The warm voice reached Fengjiu's ears, and then raised his eyes to look at him, only to see him white Putting his arms around his chest, leaning his head slightly against the door frame, he looked at himself playfully, his cool eyes were filled with surprise, but at the same time, there was a little bit of unwillingness,

Feng Jiu shook her head helplessly, her hands were still busy with work, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Just thinking about the scene when you cook is enough to be thrilling. If you get started, I'm afraid the whole kitchen will be on fire, and it will be burnt to the point that "nothing is left and ashes are gone." The corners of her eyes raised slightly Then, a trace of cunning slipped through the depths of the eyes, fleeting and hard to catch,

Chen Qing looked down at the prayer beads in his hand, sighed sadly,

"I'm really saddened to hear you say that." He frowned slightly, then pursed the corners of his mouth, his voice was full of sadness,

The fragrance of shredded cabbage mixed with the fragrance of sesame oil gradually drifted into the air and lingered in her nose. The corners of her mouth curved slightly triumphantly, and then she clapped her hands, looking for a square towel to wipe it off. The oil stains in my hands, but I can't let go of my hands,

Chen Qing saw that she didn't answer him for a while, and then looked in her direction, but saw that she was standing there fixedly, but her eyes were looking at the vegetables in the pot. He could only smile softly, and then took out the a white handkerchief,

The tip of the nose, which was originally small and white, was gradually stained with black and blue, two marks of black and blue were added to Bai Jiu's face, and the corners of the eyes were stained with a little stove ash.

The white handkerchief lightly brushed her face, and Bai Jiu's knuckles gently twisted the corner of the handkerchief, and the movements were very gentle.

Then she looked up, but she met his eyes, her eyes met, and she looked at each other. She could feel a trace of tenderness from his cool eyes, just like the heroic and proud prince, and like the mortal world. The majesty in the world is average, but after all, he is not the noble, cold and indifferent purple-clothed fairy who is surrounded by fairy spirit.A sense of familiarity gradually rises from the heart, and then turns into ripples, rippling in the heart, blooming inch by inch, some emotions in the heart are surging, as if clamoring, as if warming up,

The slender joints gradually climbed to his face, outlining his cheeks inch by inch, and then slowly fell to the sides of the dress, and the eyes were filled with tears, shining with a little crystal light in the afterglow of the setting sun ,

"Fox, what's the matter with you?" His clear eyes were full of doubts, and his tone revealed some puzzlement and surprise.

She was slightly taken aback, and then a trace of bitterness crossed the corner of her mouth, and her eyes became dim in an instant, losing their original brilliance,

"Maybe I thought of him again," she felt bitter for a moment, the ray of immortal soul on his body was just a soul after all.

After his soul returns to the Nine Heavens and he is recast as an immortal, he will still be the high and cold him,

And I will return to Qingqiu, and then protect one side of the people,

The love of mortals and three generations is just a flash in the pan

Due to the origin of the three times, all are destroyed by the world,

The end of the earthly love,

Dao is predestined, but also not predestined,