Cat Lord is ready to be captured

Chapter 278 026 Peach Blossom Menarche
"Today Qingqing was toasted with a glass of wine, today Qingqing was given a pinch of hair, today the peach blossoms have grown up, and it is really possible to give birth to a phoenix.

What a beautiful day, it would be perfect if it didn't stain Qingqing's quilt. "

——Excerpt from "Peach Blossom Princess Handbook"

Feng Qing reprimanded lightly: "It will be hot." Turning her head, she said to Ming Gu, "Ming Gu, go and order." After finishing speaking, she walked out of the room quickly, without giving Ming Gu a look.

Naruto: "..."

His hands are not hands, so his hands won't be hot, right? He didn't know that this old man has also learned to favor one person over another!After Ming Gu finished slandering, he resigned himself to his fate and went out to light the fire.

Ming Gu was lighting the fire at the side, and the little peach blossom girl was staring at it, her eyes were so bright that it melted into the sky full of fireworks, and she couldn't wait to wait!
Ming Gu is a snow bird, afraid of fire, his hands are shaking badly, and he has a sad expression on his face: "My little ancestor, you should stay away." His hands are shaking, and it is hot, the old man Yaozun is about to change his face again.

The little ancestor smiled innocently, like a goblin.

Ming Gu lost his eyes for a moment, then lowered his head, and found that the thing that looked like a firecracker had been ignited.

Elder Yaozun...

"Bang—boom!"

A colorful flower exploded all over the sky, and half of the sky was dyed with gorgeous colors. The flames rose slowly, rose to the highest point, and then fell down again. In the eyes of the little girl, thousands of trees and plum blossoms bloomed, and the beauty was charming.

Standing in the flickering light and shadow with two fireworks sticks in her hand, she asked with a smile, "Qingqing, does it look good?"

Feng Qing nodded: "Well, it looks good."

In his pitch-black eyes are not the brilliant fireworks, but the silhouette of a girl laughing.

"Bang—boom!"

The moonlight is blurred and there are no stars. The flowers blooming in the mid-air are dreamlike and beautiful at the right time. The scorching photons make the listening environment as bright as day, and the snow falls quietly at night. It is plain white again, and it is dyed colorful by the gorgeous colorful colors that sink from the mid-air.

So beautiful.

Tie Lan took a big cloak, went to the yard, walked up to her master, raised her head, and exclaimed, "Auntie, where are the fireworks?"

Huo Li was in a daze: "Well, it's so beautiful." He raised his head, showing the delicate outline of his chin, his eyes reflected the fire light in the distance, seemingly blurred, and said softly, "The listening environment has never been so lively. "

Yes, this fireworks is rare in a thousand years.

Tie Lan put the cloak on for Huo Li: "I thought Fengqing Yaozun's temperament would not like excitement."

Huo Li withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyelashes slightly, and a layer of gray color fell under his eyelids: "Yeah, he doesn't like it."

If you don't like it, then why are there such fireworks.

Huo Li smiled wryly: "He, he will indulge."

Oh, the little girl who just moved in liked it.Tie Lan looked at the hustle and bustle in the distance, her eyes were dim.

"Auntie, go in, it's windy outside."

In Shenxueyuan, Yeming's jade blocks the light, and he becomes dizzy, and the occasional snowbirds flying by sing softly.

Listening to Rong Xiaozhu, it is lively.

Fengqing missed this teacher apprentice banquet, but this teacher apprentice ceremony cannot be neglected. Eighteen disciples Liu Lingke cooked two tables of dishes, all of which were peach blossom favorites. There was a banquet in the garden, with fireworks as congratulations and plum blossoms as companions. The handsome young master poured a glass of wine and walked up to Feng Qing who was seated at the head of the table.

The little peacock beauty has red lips and white teeth, bowing and saluting in a very old-fashioned way, saying: "Apprentice eighteen, respect master."

Feng Qing took the wine glass and drank it slowly.

Taohua followed suit, put down her drumsticks, wiped her greasy fingers, brought a glass of wine over, bowed like Liu Ling, and said her congratulations, of course, it was different.

She smiled and said: "Little girl Peach Blossom, I respect Qingqing."

The master didn't shout a word, just smiled jokingly.

The little beauty Liu Ling frowned, and said very seriously: "Senior sister, you must respect your teacher."

This polite little peacock.

Tao Hua smiled and called, "Little Junior Brother," she turned her head, leaned closer to Liu Ling's ear, and whispered, "Do you know who I am?"

Liu nodded.

It's Princess Peach.

Oh, and also the little ancestor of Beiying.

Taohua shook her head, with a mysterious expression on her face, she approached the stunned young master, grinned and whispered, "I am your future teacher's wife."

Liu Zero: "..."

"The teacher's wife is not here to learn art."

That is?Liu Ling opened his eyes wide, expressing curiosity.

She heard the godlike words in her ears, and she said: "The teacher's wife is here to marry."

Liu Zero: "..."

As if haunted by ghosts, the magic voice lingered and threw another sentence: "Qingqing is mine, don't take it away."

Liu Ling looked up subconsciously, and met his master Liuhuo's eyes that were still burning with anger.

This look... dare not look at each other!
Liu Ling was completely stunned, shrank to the side, lowered his head, and never dared to look up again.

At this time.

"Peach Blossom." The tone was slightly urgent.

Tao Hua immediately turned her head back: "Huh?"

Feng Qing calmly withdrew her eyes from the little girl's face, and landed on the glass of wine in her hand: "Are you still toasting?"

His tone was inexplicably a little unhappy.

"Oh." Taohua came back to her senses, and immediately behaved herself, and handed the wine glass to Fengqing with a smile, "I wish Qingqing will find a beautiful teacher's wife for Shiba as soon as possible. Since Qingqing is the best in the world, according to the standard," she said together Going up, he put his pretty little face in Fengqing's eyes, squinted his eyes and smiled, and said the second half of the sentence, "Just look for peach blossoms."

The overtones are really not concealed at all.

After all, young, all emotions, likes and dislikes are all in the eyes.

"loquacious."

Feng Qing laughed and cursed, raised her hand to take her wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

Tao Hua stared at the wine glass eagerly: "Is it good?"

Feng Qing was in a good mood, with the corners of her mouth raised: "Not bad."

Tao Hua was very happy to hear that, and was very proud: "Of course, I personally climbed the tree to pick the plum blossoms for cooking wine."

Feng Qing looked up at her.

Tao Hua immediately shut up, and her eyes glanced around guiltily.

Oops, I slipped my tongue, Qingqing said that climbing trees is not allowed.

She walked over as if nothing had happened, put her eyes full of fire on the jug on the table, and pouted: "Qingqing, I want to drink too."

She is greedy and really wants to drink from the smell.

Feng Qing couldn't help saying: "No."

He still remembered how she looked drunk when she was a child, but she was very nonsense.

Taohua moved a small stool and sat down, then began to play softly and playfully to please her.

"Qingqing, today is our big day." Seeing Fengqing's eyes were up and down, the little girl immediately changed her words, and said clearly, "Well, it's our big day of apprenticeship, such a beautiful day , just let me drink a small cup to add to the fun, okay?"

She begged with a smile, her voice was soft, as if stained with alcohol, so intoxicating.

Feng Qing poured a glass of wine, lowered her head and sipped slightly, her Adam's apple rolled, and her voice was slightly lower: "You don't drink well, you will get drunk."

"Drunk is drunk, you are here, what are you afraid of?"

After finishing speaking, the little girl stood on tiptoe, grasped Feng Qing's wrist with both hands, leaned over, opened her mouth to hold the cup in his hand, stretched out the tip of her timid tongue, and licked the wine in the cup, the warm and slippery tongue Inadvertently brushing over Feng Qing's fingertips holding the wine glass, he shook his hand, and the remaining half of the glass of wine fell into the little girl's mouth.

Feng Qing was stunned.

Well, I was really scared of her.

He withdrew his hand, hung it by his side, and shook it lightly. The fire was dim, and when he looked closely, he could vaguely see a thin layer of crimson staining the roots of his ears.

However, the daring little girl didn't realize it, she licked the aftertaste from the corner of her mouth, her lips and teeth were fragrant, the wine was cooked very well, sweet and light, half a glass of wine was drunk, she tasted the sweetness, and then she knew the taste, holding the cup Continue to ask Feng Qing for more: "More."

Her obedient and pleasing appearance is really irresistible.

Feng Qing had no choice but to pour another cup for her.

She was bold, and she drank a glass of it. This good wine that had been buried for 200 years, she drank like a cow.

Feng Qing reminded: "Drink slowly."

Tao Hua nodded obediently, she became more courageous, poured the wine by herself, took another chicken drumstick, and ate while drinking, quite hearty.

Feng Qing followed her to make trouble, and did not stop her. After coming and going, the small half of the pot of wine ran out, and after drinking, the little girl talked more and more. He said that he was so thin that he became ribs, and then he wanted to touch his neck for her, saying that it was the most beautiful neck in Beiying, and then he wanted to show him his little feet, saying that they were slender feet, and showed them to Feng Qing, will marry her.

In short, nonsense, endless.

After Liu Ling finished eating, he took another drink and said, "Senior Sister, I respect you."

The little girl lying on the table looked up, her eyes were drunk, and she covered her mouth and said in a spirited way: "Oh dear, I want to call you teacher's wife."

After finishing speaking, she laughed to herself first, she couldn't sit still, lying on Fengqing's legs, leaning forward and backward.

Mrs....

The 13-and-a-half-year-old girl was in a dilemma: "Master."

Feng Qing lowered her head, wiped the drunk girl's greasy hands with the corner of her clothes, and said, "Your senior sister is drunk."

He leaned over and picked up the little girl who was sitting on the ground. The little girl was moving restlessly, chattering loudly, not knowing what to say.

Feng Qing reprimanded lightly: "Be obedient, don't move."

The sound, scattered in the wind, was so light that there was nothing there. The snowflakes fell and blended with the white back. Only the red skirt of the woman was exposed under the white dress, and it gradually drifted away.

Holding a glass of wine, Liu Ling was dumbfounded.

Peach Blossom has a weak capacity for wine, she was really drunk, after making a noise for a while, no matter how coaxed she was, she refused to go back to her room to sleep, Feng Qing couldn't do anything, so she carried her back to Tingrong Xiaozhu.

He just went to twist a veil and came back, and the little girl disappeared.

Feng Qing threw the veil, turned around and went to look outside the house, the snow wasn't falling heavily, perhaps the footprints on the ground had just been left, and hadn't been covered yet, Feng Qing looked for the footprints, and found them under the outermost plum tree of Tingrong Xiaozhu. A little girl who has been restless all night.

She was squatting under the tree trunk, with her head bowed and her knees hugged, shrunk into a small red ball, snowflakes fell on her head, fluffy, looking like a lost animal, a little pathetic.

Feng Qing walked over.

"Peach Blossom."

When she raised her head, her eyes were filled with water vapor like a sika deer.

"..."

At one glance, Feng Qing was stunned, staring at the head of the little girl squatting on the ground: "What's wrong with your hair?"

On her head, in the center of her head, there is a big chunk of hair missing, and her head is bald, and that chunk is almost gone, leaving a row of short fluffy hairs, standing upright in the wind. As soon as he blows, all the short hairs stand up.

She seemed to have just seen the person coming, stretched out her hand, handed it to Feng Qing, and said, "Here it is for you."

In her hand was the missing lock of hair. It was very long, half of it was held in the little girl's tender hand, and half of it was hanging in the snow on the ground.

Feng Qing was in a daze for a moment, she was actually absent-minded.

The little girl squatting on the ground didn't take back her hand, she just held it up like that, with a flushed face and watery eyes, but she was very energetic.

She shook her head, hiccupped, and said drunkenly: "My dad said that if the white civet family has a sweetheart, they will send him the most beautiful hair. I am not a cat family and have no hair, but I have many. hair."

Then, she stood up staggeringly, and stuffed the lock of hair in Feng Qing's hand.

Feng Qing stared deeply at the little girl's face.

A bunch of hair is missing, still in the center, leaving a short row of vertical hair roots, which is funny and funny, but under the bald head, the eyes are serious and focused.

It's... amazingly beautiful.

She said solemnly: "Qingqing, my father said, my hair is soft and beautiful, and I want to give it to you as a token of love."

Feng Qing looked down at the hair in her hand, she didn't want to cut it, and it didn't matter if she didn't cut it.

She was not drunk yet, and she could see that Feng Qing was very embarrassed, she was very sad, she sniffed and asked: "Qingqing, do you think my hair is ugly?"

Mouth pursed, eyes reddened, she looked aggrieved as if Feng Qing could cry if she nodded, not to mention how pitiful she was.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Feng Qing almost blurted out: "Not ugly."

She bit her lip, still very pitiful: "Then you say it's beautiful."

Feng Qing hesitated for a short time.

"very beautiful."

His gaze was deep, a thick ink color that couldn't be melted away, bottomless.

Only now was the little drunk man a little satisfied, he smiled, he couldn't stand still, he swayed a few times, and said in an insatiable way: "You said that you are beautiful, then you have to make a knot, the kind of concentric knot, and bring it every day." by your side."

Feng Qing had no choice but to nod.

The little girl was coaxed to be happy now, and said happily: "If you like Qingqing, I can grab them all and give them to you."

As she said that, she went to pluck the hair on her head with both hands, and she gritted her teeth as if she was going to pluck it all off. The beautiful bun was caught in a mess.

Feng Qing immediately grabbed her hand.

"Stop pulling."

The tone was a little anxious, panting slightly, Feng Qing grabbed her hand, the little girl stared at him blankly, and obediently let go, the short hair standing up on the front of her head fluttered in the wind.

He asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Taohua smiled and shook her head vigorously: "It doesn't hurt." She laughed so hard that she couldn't see her teeth, and said, "Qingqing, as long as you have Taohua, I will give it to you."

Feng Qing tightened the lock of hair in her hands, and her fingertips couldn't help turning red.

The wind was very loud, it was the voice of a little girl, it floated into the ears, entangled, covered the cochlea, quietly crawled into the limbs and bones, and tightly entangled the internal organs.

When drunk, talking softly, crying and laughing, is the most touching.

Her eyes were red, and she was very disappointed after laughing. She drooped her little head and said, "But peach blossoms don't grow hair." She looked at Feng Qing with big eyes, and looked like she was about to cry, "Qingqing, brother and dad's hair is fine. It's pretty, but the peach blossoms can't grow, so I can't give you white civet fur, and the peach blossoms are so sad."

She staggered a bit, Feng Qing reached out and held her shoulder, under her fingertips, the red clothes were icy cold.

Why in the ice and snow, her eyes are still hot.

"Qingqing."

As soon as the eyeballs slipped, she suddenly cried without warning.

"Qingqing, do you have any potion? You can drink the kind that grows a lot of hair, just like Manman, the peach blossoms also want to grow a lot of hair, and then pull them all down and make a concentric knot for you Qingqing."

"I also want to make a cat fur cloak for Qingqing, the warm one, so it won't be cold in the future."

She was sobbing and crying heavily.

"Qingqing, I want to give it to you."

"I'll give you everything."

"All the best for you."

"Qingqing..."

In the eyes, it was tears or wine, really intoxicating.

Feng Qing held her face that was flushed with cold, and wiped her tears with the palm of her hand.

In 1000 years, he was alone, and no one had ever whispered in his ear that he wanted to give him the best. This thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl's drunken talk was unforgettable, and it hurt to hear it.

He sighed and said, "You don't have to give, you don't have to give anything."

She shook her head vigorously: "No!"

Feng Qing looks at her.

She grabbed his sleeve to wipe her nose, and said, "I want to give Qingqing, the most invincible peach blossom in the world."

The most invincible peach blossom in the world...

Can he afford it?Become a demon instantly, can he afford it?If she could have appeared earlier, if it was Feng Qing from 700 years ago...

How can it be.

Feng Qing took her hand: "Good boy, let's go back."

She didn't move, and squatted there like an uncle: "I won't go, I want to carry it."

I haven't sobered up yet, so I know I'm playing a rogue.

Feng Qing laughed and squatted down.

The little girl smiled, and climbed onto his back with hands and feet, put her arms around his neck, and hugged him with both hands and feet.

"Qingqing."

"Ok?"

She exhaled in his ear, slightly warm, with the smell of wine, not in a hurry, just enough to make the heart itch.

Still drunk, his tone sounded serious, and he leaned into his ear and said: "We will mate in spring, and Peach Blossom will give you a litter of little phoenixes."

Very looking forward to, very excited tone.

Feng Qing smiled: "Who taught you baby to say such shameless words."

Give birth to a phoenix?She is so big, how can she know how to live?
The little drunk lying on his back raised his head and puffed up his chest, patted his chest and said, "There is no one to teach me, this princess can learn by herself without a teacher." Then she lay back and leaned against Feng Qing's ear, biting her ear, "Qingqing, let me tell you a secret."

Feng Qing smiled without saying a word, and walked slowly with her on her back.

She covered her mouth and said, "I'm almost fourteen, I'm no longer a milk doll, I can give birth to a phoenix."

Feng Qing freed up a hand and touched the base of her ear, it was hot.

Didn't you gouge out your heart?Why are you so emotional.

He laughed, mocking himself.

That night, before he slept, he braided that lock of hair into a concentric knot, which was very ugly, and pinned it in the sleeve, the deepest and tightest place.

Fourteen years old, it has been more than seven years since the little girl clamored for the first time to give birth to Little Phoenix. Passionate.

Indeed, when she grew up, the next day, the sun was high, and Tao Hua saw the pool of red blood on the couch. She, who never liked to blush, blushed so much that she was about to bleed.

Growing up is really a one-night thing, come as soon as you say it, without even saying hello, the little peach blossom girl suddenly lost her mind and lost her mind.

Just as Feng Qing came in from the house, she saw her sitting on the couch, with her hair lowered in a daze, revealing a section of her white and tender neck, which was a little red.

Feng Qing walked over: "What's wrong?"

Tao Hua raised her head, dazed, her face was flushed red, the roots of her ears were also dyed, and in front of her forehead, a bunch of short hair stood up in a mess.

Stupid in capital letters!
Feng Qing reached out and touched her head: "It's a little hot, I have a fever."

The little girl blushed even more, she grabbed the quilt with both hands, pulled the red skirt uncomfortably, her two slender legs were awkwardly side by side.

Feng Qing frowned, leaned forward to look at her, and asked, "What's wrong?"

She pursed her lips and smiled shyly: "Qingqing, I may have grown up." Her eyelashes trembled, and she was very embarrassed, sobbing softly, "I can give birth to a phoenix."

Feng Qing froze for a moment, then smiled: "Haven't you woken up yet?"

Taohua shook her head, moved her body away little by little, revealing the white fox fur behind her, then lowered her head, shaking her little furry head, and said in a very low voice: "Quilt," the voice was a weak gnat, "...dirty gone."

Feng Qing was startled for a moment, then her eyes fell on the white fox fur, and a small pool of dark red blood was directly reflected in her eyes.

Taohua raised her head secretly, glanced at it, then immediately lowered her head and moved back, trying to block the red pool.

It's rare, I'm ashamed to know.

Feng Qing immediately looked away, her ears were slightly red, and she was stiff for a long time: "No, no problem."

Stumbling, two words, for the first time in his life, in the past thousand years, he stuttered.

　Typos are corrected the next day.Take a monthly pass!
　　A little goblin, hope, love you~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)