The Transmigrated Farming Girl

Eastern night Xuan eyes cold, Shua pull out the waist soft sword, stab to Xuanyuan Qi.

At the beginning, they were just Kung Fu, but there were still some traces on them. Dongfang yexuan's chin was hit by a punch, and they were all green.

Xuanyuan Qi is not so good. He has a blue eye.

I don't care what's on me.

"Your Highness!" Small six son nervously step forward, "receive sword!"

Knowing that he couldn't stop him, Xiao Liuzi threw his sword like the prince.

Xuanyuan catches it and holds the handle of the sword. He faces Dongfang yexuan. When he holds the scabbard, he intentionally throws it down.

Two people collide, the eastern night Xuan sharp like a leopard's eyes staring at xuanyuanqi: "you will never have a chance!"

Then they separated and attacked each other again. The night light was very good. We could see the scene of two people fighting each other in the sky.

One black and one white separated and collided.

The collision between swords, sparks splashing

When Xiaoyu wakes up, it's already daybreak outside, and the birds outside are chirping, with their hands to the side.

"It's gone again." I guess I went to practice sword again.

Xiaoyu rolls around on the bed, "ah..." humming. I haven't seen the picture of Meinan waking up for a long time, ah

"Is Miss awake? Do you want to get up? " Yumei came in and fished out the account.

"Get up. You can't sleep when you wake up."

Xiaoyu got up and dressed. After waiting for a long time, she didn't see Dongfang yexuan come back.

"Where is the young master?"

The hand that jade plum Combs Hair pauses next, continue to comb, "I wake up to come over, but didn't see little village Lord."

"Oh." There must be some delay.

Out of the room, "go and ask, what would your highness like to eat today?"

Zifei came back quickly, "back to the young lady, the prince can say anything, but he is a little tired, but also have a rest, let the food to his room to eat."

Light rain did not doubt, Xuanyuan Qi as Prince Taizong, certainly did not do these, tired is normal.

"Well, make a light breakfast for the prince."

"Yes

The morning air is good, light rain out of the yard, walking on the ridge, the grass on the side of the road also has dew.

Xiaoyu pinches a small flower and holds it, happily, bouncing.

See a grasshopper lying on a flower, gently walked over, a grasp.

"Ha ha ha... Come on, Yumei, you've been catching me. Let's fight grasshopper."

Xiaoyu carries the grasshopper's hind legs and walks back. Before he gets to the yard, he sees the clothes floating in the air, and the Oriental night Pavilion in white comes.

Xiaoyu grinned and stopped immediately. She ran over with her skirt. "What's the matter?"

Pulling his sleeve, reaching out to touch the corner of his blue lip.

"Hiss!" The eastern night Pavilion hummed softly.

"Does it hurt?" Xiaoyu releases her hand nervously.

"No pain, don't worry."

"It doesn't hurt. It's all like this."

Xiaoyu painfully climbs his skirt, takes out the handkerchief to want to touch.

Who knows the skirt pulled a little bit, see his chest also has the trace of blue and purple.

"What's the matter?" The sound of light rain is cold.

"It's OK. It's just that I bumped into it when I was practicing martial arts!"

"Nonsense, do you touch the corners of your mouth when you practice? It's up to you to beat yourself! " Xiaoyu's face sinks down and looks at him like this.

But the eastern night Xuan doesn't say, just slightly lowers the head.

Xiaoyu sighed, looking at Chang'an behind him, "if your master doesn't say it, you can say it, if you don't say it."

Take a glance at Yumei, and your daughter-in-law is gone.