The world's most favored alchemist

Chapter 70
The woman on the ground was like a poor abandoned pet, with her head bowed, her hands covering her face, her shoulders shrugged, but she didn't dare to cry out, and in the cold and beautiful eyes covered by her beautiful hair, The chill was getting stronger and stronger, a coquettish and weird smile curled up on the corner of his lips,
Ouyang Jinxuan, sooner or later, I will take back the humiliation you have done to me, and all the people in this palace, she will definitely not let them have a good time,
Don't think that she didn't know anything when she was young. The so-called mother-in-law stealing from her husband and having sex with her is just a drama directed by someone. It's useless for her big breasts, brainless, and enchanting looks She has a figure and a charming face, but she is a mother who doesn't know how to play tricks. Even though she was sent to the military camp, she still can't figure out where she lost?

After cursing again, seeing that Ouyang Ruxue didn't resist at all, the resentment in her heart disappeared a lot. In fact, she thought that Ouyang Ruxue didn't have the courage to plot against her secretly, and besides, she still held her in her hands. handle,
If the scandal that Ouyang Ruxue is a ruined flower and willow is spread, not only will she have nothing, but she will be beaten to death by her father. She is not a fool, how dare she dare to fight against herself. The earth softened again,

"Come on, help Second Miss quickly, the ground is cold, don't let the cold hurt your body, Second Sister, this is the best medicine, it won't leave scars."

Her eyes turned frustrated to the maid behind her, but that maid was also clever, and quickly took out a small porcelain bottle from her sleeve.

Ouyang Ruxue covered her face that was red and swollen from the beating, and raised her head pitifully, her eyes were full of fear, Ouyang Jinxuan was very satisfied with this, no matter who wanted to compete with her, it was wishful thinking.

On the back mountain of Jingyun Nunnery, there is a quiet viewing pavilion surrounded by green pines and jade greens.

Miao Miao's melody is graceful and graceful, ethereal and pure, in the curling clouds, a man in white clothes is sitting with his back in the gazebo, holding a white jade flute in his slender jade hand...

"My lord, it's almost noon, I'm afraid that person won't come."

After a long while, just when the subordinate thought that the master could not speak, the deep voice was as light as floating clouds,
"Let's go back."

When Qinglong heard this, the corners of her lips twitched. Is the master very busy? For no reason, she came to this nunnery early in the morning to play the flute. She naturally knew that the master would not play the flute easily, but just played all morning. , just left.

"Master, do you already know that he will not come?"

On the way down the mountain, Qinglong, who was sitting outside the carriage with his sword in his arms, scratched a few strands of hair behind his ears, and said with an epiphany.

"See you again soon."

The cloud is still calm and the wind is light, even if the Taishan Mountain is overwhelmed, the tone is calm,
Qinglong raised his eyebrows suspiciously, when did the master become so peaceful, even speaking with mystery, so soon?Not necessarily, since that person didn't come to the appointment on time, I'm afraid he didn't want to meet the master.

"Qing'er, go and prepare some thicker sticks, get some flour, and find a copper basin, we will close the door tonight and beat the dogs."

Oh?
Qing'er was stunned, her eyes were almost popping out to look at the young lady who was lying lazily on the soft couch and was concentrating on reading.

Oh my God, Miss has a fever.

"Are you stupid? Hurry up and prepare. Do you want to be bitten by a dog tonight?"

Luoxi, who buried her head in the book, glanced at Qing'er out of the corner of her eye, Qing'er sneered, and hurried out to prepare, but she still couldn't figure out why she had to prepare flour and a copper basin, instead of sticks for beating dogs, But how did Miss know that a dog would come to them tonight? Could it be that Miss is a prophet...

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As soon as Qing'er stepped out of the dormitory, a bewitching red figure fell on the beam of the room, sitting directly opposite Luoxi, pouring a cup of fragrant tea leisurely, with such a beautiful face like a monster that even Luoxi lamented the creation God's injustice,
"Xiao Xi'er, I told you such valuable news, and showed you my unparalleled and unrivaled beauty, shouldn't you be rewarded?"

(End of this chapter)