Does the lord lack a pendant?

Chapter 225 An Unspeakable Secret?
The more Princess Xuan thought about it, the more uneasy she became. That little trash has been locked up in Yuefu for more than ten years, and no one has paid attention to her. Where did she learn medical skills?

Princess Xuan's face was pale: "Could it be really unclean?"

Mother Du persuaded her: "Since Master Shi told you that, why do you have to fight against him? The old slave saw that Master Shi's flame was so high, it must not be contaminated by unclean things."

Concubine Xuan is still worried: "You can see that her appearance when she was young is completely different from when she was an adult. Who would know that it is her real body."

She said and stood up: "No, I have to find a Taoist priest quickly, no matter how smart Ah Yu is, he is just a mortal."

Hearing what she said, Mother Du also felt that it was feasible, no matter it was a human or a ghost, it would be safe to get a Taoist priest to collect it.

"You rest, this old slave heard that Master Kong Qing of Baiyun Temple has recently returned from Yunyou, so this old slave will send someone to invite him right away."

Princess Xuan became happy: "Master Kong Qing is back, please hurry up."

Master Kong Qing is a master of Taoism, and often saves people from danger, and some unclean things will definitely not escape his eyes.

Yue Jianxi, who was identified as a ghost, had no idea that she was about to be accepted by a high-level Taoist priest, and fell headlong into the vast sea of ​​books.

It was only when his neck hurt from reading that he threw the book angrily: "There is no Beifeng, Nanfeng didn't even see one."

Most of the books in it are about strategy, art of war, and even unofficial history, which seems boring.

The ancients didn't use punctuation, and with the addition of classical Chinese, she felt that she was suffering from the ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty.

Quit it!
So when Lian Lusheng came back, Yue Jianxi was already nestling on the soft couch in the study, biting a cucumber, and reading a little book with great enthusiasm.

This book, maybe she found it in a desk drawer, it's a bit old, and it looks like it's been flipped over a lot.

The above is about a primitive tribe deep in the snow-capped mountains. The men and women in the tribe are as white as snow and as beautiful as angels. They are intermarried within their own tribe and have no connection with the outside world. They are self-sufficient and live in a paradise.

Until one day, they rescued a person and broke the peace and comfort of the tribe.

People often covet their beauty, but also fear their beauty.

Because all men and women who intermarry with their clan will die inexplicably in the end.

In the end, they were forced to live in peace, so they had to flee to a more secret place.

Yue Jianxi was reading it with gusto, when someone snatched the book suddenly, she bit the cucumber, and looked at the gloomy Lian Hesheng in confusion: "Psimmon, I just saw an orgasm."

Lian Lusheng stretched out his hand to pull her over, and left the study room, stuffing the book into his cloud sleeve casually.

Pushing her to sit on the couch, looking down at her: "Where did you find this book?"

"That little drawer under your desk." Yue Jianxi smiled and showed her two big white teeth: "Hmph, I want to hide the most interesting ones so that no one else can see them."

Lian Lusheng's eyes suddenly turned cold: "The things in the book are forgotten after reading."

Yue Jianxi blinked her eyes: "What the hell?"

"There are some things that you can live long without knowing."

Yue Jianxi frowned slightly: "Isn't it just a little book, maybe it's some secret..."

No, if it wasn't some kind of secret, then Lian Lusheng would hide that book alone out of nowhere.

She looked at him in surprise: "Could it be that I happened to see some ulterior secret of yours?"

　small theater:

　　Persimmon: "The surname is Luo, I heard that this son has a former lover?"

　　Luo: "I'm hesitating whether to arrange one for you? The reader's reaction is very strong."

　　Persimmon: "Let them talk with red envelopes."

　　Luo: "..."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)