Little tiger happy to become a god

Chapter 58 I Will Marry You as My Wife (1)
Shaking his head, Wen Zhihan let go of his thoughts, looked around, and led Yue'er into a circle full of peach trees, found the swing in his memory, let Yue'er sit on it, and himself beside her , shake up gently.

Yue'er was really happy, her two big eyes turned into small crescent moons, her little ears were also bent, and she said with a smile, "This is fun. I've never sat on it before." Touching the swing under her body with her little hand, she said in surprise: "It's made of snow silk, maybe it's made by hand."

"Yes, I made it up by myself." A soft voice came from the front, and Wen Zhihan looked up to see this person with a complicated expression: "Madam Shanzhu."

Qinglan was dressed in gray, and slowly sat down on the stone table next to the swing, looking at the swing with infinite nostalgia, only to see Yue'er, a small pink ball, sitting on it, and Wen Zhihan standing beside her , shaking the swing carefully.It was the season of peach blossoms, and pieces fell on the two of them, and they went back to countless days more than a hundred thousand years ago. The place, looking at each other in pairs, without words and warmth.

Looking down at the gray clothes she had been wearing since she didn't know when, she smiled sadly, it's been a long time, and she knew the result, right?Turning around to see Yue'er's small face facing him, he took a closer look and sighed regretfully in his heart, he was actually blind.Seeing her Yuxue is cute, pure and fragile like a fine porcelain doll, she felt pity for her, and said with a smile: "Little girl, what do you want to ask?"

Yue'er shook her head, was stunned, and finally couldn't help asking: "You are the wife of the mountain master, why did the mountain master come here to play with another fairy?" Isn't it written like this in mortal stories?Husband and wife should be together.

Qing Lan was stunned, seeing that Yue'er had no expression other than doubt on her face, knowing that she had no other intentions, she smiled wryly and said: "There are thousands of things in this world, but this is the only thing that makes me sad when I say it. Helpless." Yue'er heard her voice was very hurt, her small mouth was tightly pursed, she didn't ask any more, her husband was playing with others, leaving her here alone, she must be very sad.

Qinglan sighed and said, "He arranged Yueyue Mountain for me. Every plant and tree here, even a small stone, was placed by him back then. But now, this mountain, that person , are no longer mine.”

Yue'er's heart ached when she heard the desolation of her words: "Why?" Why doesn't it belong to her?Wen Zhihan also looked at her with a sad face: "Mother..."

Qinglan still smiled wryly: "That's it, who can explain why?" Yue'er fell silent, her little head didn't know why, but she remembered Jimoli.

Qing Lan didn't intend to continue this topic, looked at Yue'er's two little purple ears drooping on her black hair and the bright purple jade on her forehead, and said, "The little girl is the Purple Tiger King?"

Yue'er nodded dispensably and said: "You can just call me Yue'er." Qing Lan looked at her: "How is the God of Luoshui treating you?" Yue'er said decisively: "Yes." Qing Lan continued to ask: "How's it going?"

Yue'er also had no idea, because she rarely came into contact with this kind of woman who felt like a mother, she also felt a little kind at the moment, and slowly chatted with Qinglan.

Having said that, Yue'er suddenly realized that Jimoli had really spoiled her for hundreds of years, and she couldn't finish talking about it for days and nights.

Wen Zhihan listened more and more sadly to the side, at this time the sun was setting, and seeing Yue'er was a little tired, he forced a smile and said: "Yue'er, it's getting late, let's go back and rest today."

Yue'er said that Jimoli was doing well, but she slowly remembered that Jimoli was coming. Hearing what Wen Zhihan said, she also wanted to go back.Jumping off the swing, her little hand tugged at Wen Zhihan's sleeve.Qinglan looked at his son who couldn't hide his sadness, obviously with a deeply rooted look, and didn't know whether it was joy or sadness for a moment.Looking deeply at Yue'er again, he said, "I also have a niece, but she is not as lucky as you."

Yue'er looked at her suspiciously, Qing Lan shook her head, and said, "It's nothing, just come and talk to me when you have time." Yue'er nodded, and pulled Wen Zhihan's sleeve again, Wen Zhihan understood, and summoned Yunduo Let Yue'er step on it.Looking back at Qing Lan who was sitting alone by the stone table under the setting sun, her eyes became hot, and she said, "Mother, relax and take care of yourself." Qing Lan nodded, watching Yue'er and Wen Zhihan lovingly disappear from sight inside.

When we returned to Qianshan Mountain, it was already dusk, and Qiming and Peacock were guarding in front of the mountain. Seeing her come back, they were finally relieved, but in a blink of an eye, they saw her holding Wen Zhihan's sleeve with her small hands, and his brows frowned again.God Luoshui saw it, but didn't know what was going to happen.

Wen Zhihan got off the clouds, and took her to the bedroom according to Yue'er's wishes.Qiming and Peacock didn't look very good, and it was inconvenient to stop them, so they followed.

From a distance, the door of the palace was still open as in the morning. In front of the carved table in the temple, a man in white was sitting, shrouded in the misty twilight. Unforgettable in this life.

When he reached the gate of the palace, Wen Zhihan said goodbye reluctantly.

Yue'er stood at the gate of the palace for a while, carefully stepped over the jade threshold, and moved towards Jimoli step by step.Jimoli's spiritual sense had already been placed on her when she first arrived at Qianshan Mountain. At this moment, a pair of glazed eyes rested on the little man's body, so deep that one would fall into the abyss at a glance, beyond redemption.

The closer Yue'er got to Jimo, the slower her steps became, and finally she almost stopped moving.Jimoli looked helplessly at the timid little man in front of him, sighed helplessly in his heart, and said, "Yue'er, come here."

Yue'er's two small ears trembled, hesitated for a moment, quickly jumped into Jimo Li's arms, swished up very skillfully, found a comfortable position, and nestled down.

Jimo Li's slender hands squeezed her pricked little ears, smelling the fragrance of flowers all over her body, a coldness gradually emerged in his eyes, afraid of scaring Yue'er again, he could only ask: "Where did you go to play? Are you happy?" Yue'er nodded her head, sitting comfortably in Jimo Li's arms, smelling the familiar fragrance of lotus, her heart was happy, her two big eyes bent into crescent moons: "I saw some places in Yingzhou, I'm happy."

Jimo raised his eyes and saw that Qiming and Peacock, who were still watching the situation, waved his hand at the palace door, and the palace door closed, and the enchantment of the sleeping hall instantly sent Qiming and Peacock, who were worried about Yue'er, flying out .

Qiming helped the peacock up in embarrassment, and let go of it quickly.Peacock's thoughts still lingered on the two people in the hall.He looked at the solid barrier again.He sighed and said, "Shangshen Luoshui sat in the hall for a whole day. When Miss Yue'er left in the morning, she and he sat in that way, and now they are sitting in the same way when they come back."

Qiming was puzzled and said: "So what?" Peacock rolled his eyes at him, patted the colorful dress, and sighed: "It should be thinking about something that I don't understand, but now it seems that I haven't thought about it all day. Understand. He and Miss Yue'er, one is ignorant and the other is as white as paper. They don't understand anything about feelings, but they don't know what will happen in the future?" Seeing that Qi Ming didn't speak, he also shook his head: "Forget it, with your kind What people say is nothing."

(End of this chapter)