Chapter 287

Close to him, Gu Qingxin accidentally saw the greasy sleeves on the shadowless old man who raised his head. He involuntarily pushed away two or three steps, but said, "master, can you stop wiping your mouth with your sleeves next time you eat chicken legs?"

Acacia red bean and others around him have repeatedly reminded the shadowless old man, but he can't listen at all. Even if he listens, it's only one or two days, and then he relapses in a few days.

To deal with this old habit over the years, Acacia has complained to her many times - it's really powerless!

"Haha," the shadowless old man said with a sorry smile, then raised his sleeve and put it in front of his eyes, "is it really that obvious? The old man has never found out outside

That's because they're out in the world. Those people don't pay attention to these details at all.

Gu Qingxin thought in his heart.

He said that he was going to change his clothes, but the shadowless old man couldn't help but turn back and said to Gu Qingxin, "you can't worry, apprentice. The master will never let Xu Mu guess riddles next time Don't make fun of him, who let the apprentice you see is a fool like wood

Even "slander" Xu mu, really good scar forget pain, Gu Qingxin angry teeth, almost picked up a cup on the table to throw it.

"What are you talking about? Why don't you go and change

Fortunately, his self-control was so good that he finally held the cup in his hand and didn't throw it out. At last, Gu opened the lid of the cup and drank a mouthful of warm green tea. He couldn't help thinking sweetly that even if he was stupid and wooden, she would like it! That's what I think, but she's not allowed to say that. Even her own master is the same. I'll make an agreement with her master later. After that, I can't speak ill of others behind their back, especially Xu Mu!

For the sake of his apprentice's cleanliness and anger, the shadowless old man didn't dare to say more, so he ran out and changed into clean clothes.

In a short time, he came to his side again.

"Master, you have itchy skin, don't you? I haven't scolded enough. Do you want to continue Gu Qingxin doesn't look up. It's easy to guess who it is when she listens to the footsteps. Even a dozen maids in the palace of Qingxin can know exactly which maids are coming.

"No, no, apprentice, don't I have to discuss something with you? The matter of Xu Mu was not well considered by Shifu, so Shifu thought of a way to compensate you?"

How to compensate? What did the master think of? Gu Qingxin put down the pen in his hand and turned to look at it, "what did you say?"

"Well, the thing is like this," as soon as the old man saw that the apprentice was interested, he immediately stepped forward and stepped up to Gu Qingxin like a monkey. It was mysterious and extraordinary. "Apprentice, do you know the rules of our shadowless pavilion? If you want to see the Lord of the pavilion, you have to go through several hurdles. If you ask for help, you will also make a condition. When Xu beat the shadowless three heroes, he came to me and asked me to save the little princess. Ah, you are the apprentice. My request is to agree to the old man's three conditions. Under the tall cypress tree, which seems to be soaring into the sky, the branches are strong and strong, blocking the sky and the sun, and the shade is covered under the tree. A rectangular stand is spread on the ground. The tea tray made of precious purple wood is covered with an ancient dark red color. A beautiful woman in white, with black hair scattered all over the ground, is fixed with a jade hairpin. There is a faint mist rising on the tea tray. It seems that you can ask for the fragrance from a long distance.

The beauty sits on her side. Her outline is as natural as flowing water and willows. Her white clothes are not stained with earthly fireworks. Her calm posture alone is the beauty that makes people not slack at all. She is not only worldly but also noble and fresh, but also cold and soul stirring.

When Xianfei was brought here, what she saw was just like a picture.

A poem came out of my mind: there are beauties in the north, who are left behind and independent!

It seems that someone is watching her. The independent lady turns her head as if in slow motion and shows a light smile towards her.

The smile is the two radians slightly curved on the white jade face, the line of instant contraction formed by the eyes slightly narrowed, and the flash in the pan of seeking but not fleeting.

As a woman, the virtuous imperial concubines are momentary absent-minded and stop for the beauty of this moment.