After Xuan Yao came from outside, he grabbed Xuanyuan's ears hard and said, "How many times have I told you not to go to a place like that? Just go, just go!"

"Ouch, ouch, it hurts, it hurts, second brother, I'm here to win money, not lose money, really!"

"Woof!" Xuanyuan jumped out of his hand, slowly squirmed to the place where the sun shined, and began to flick its tail, half-closing its eyes.

Several people kept looking at Ah Mo. The expression on Xuanyuan's face was a little sad, "It grew up with us, but now, I always feel that it will disappear without knowing when."

"It won't."

"Master." After hearing Xingyao's voice, Qingyuan put the book behind him.

The slender figure was coming towards them.

His robe was snow-white and spotless. Even the sunlight was embarrassed to leave mottled tree shadows.

His hair is jet black, bringing out the poetic luster of the pearly white neck beneath his bun.

His back was straight, as if his figure as tall and tall as a poplar tree contained great tenacity.

A bright and beautiful aura infected me from his face.

He didn't smile, but when he saw Qingyuan, his clear eyes were smiling loyally.

"Master." She called lightly again.

"Sigh." Xuan Yao shook his head, "This master is really ageless. You have seen him for so many years and he is still the same as before. This beard looks just like a fake."

Xuanyuan slowly stood up from A Mo's side, "Maybe he has been living without food, so he has such a temperament."

"You will make outsiders wonder how they are the same as before. When did you start to like gambling?" Xuan Yao continued to look at Xuanyuan, "You go now, my father is waiting for you in the study."

Ah Mo raised his head and looked at Xing Yao.

His temperament is as cold as ice, as independent as a flower on the high mountain, cold and aloof, but his face as cold as ice and snow is extremely enchanting, and his unparalleled splendor is like a god who has fallen into the nine heavens.

His clothes are as white as snow, his hair is as dyed as ink, his snow-white skin, and his slender figure reveal an indescribable beauty.

The narrow eyebrows are as long as a knife, and the long and narrow dark red phoenix eyes are enchanting.

Under the handsome bridge of the nose, the lips are as carved as ice and snow, exuding a cold beauty.

Every inch of his skin is incomparably exquisite and perfect. If I were a demon god now, I would be afraid and

Qicai looked at Xiaonu. She was just a little girl. She didn't treat others equally at a young age. When she grew up, she might not know what her life would be like.

"Since the girl doesn't like Nuan Chunyuan? Why don't you come? But you don't have the ability to stop others."

"You..." Xiao Nu pointed at Qicai.

There was a hint of disdain in Qicai's eyes.

Xiaonu turned around and looked at people pointing fingers at them. She puffed up her chest and thought she would not lose to Qicai.

Qingyuan looked at them helplessly. Since ancient times, three women have played a scene? There are only two in front of them, and now they have the airs of a scene.

"Yuan'er."

Qingyuan was thinking when he heard Xuan Qing's voice.

"Brother." Xuanyuan let go of Qicai's hand and ran over. "Brother? You are finally here."

Xuan Qing knelt down and saw that Xuanyuan's face was covered with dust. She wiped it for him and said, "See how dirty it is."

Xuanyuan put his head on his neck because he was too tired yesterday.

"Brother, I will study kung fu hard after I go back."

Xuan Qing smiled and said, "Okay, as long as you want to learn."

When Xiaonu saw Xuan Qing coming, she quickly turned around and kept asking the maid next to her, "How are you? How are you? Your face isn't dirty, right?"

The maid shook her head, cleared her throat, showed a sweet smile, and waited for Xuan Qing.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Qing ignored him at all and only left her with a gust of wind.

The smile on Xiaonu's face instantly faded.

Qicai watched the excitement from the side, "Hey, this little girl really doesn't hide her love at all."

Waving her fan, she walked up to Xuan Qing. Xuan Qing faced Qicai and said, "Girl, I wonder if my younger brothers and sisters will trouble you?"

Qicai looked at Xuanyuan. He was really a child. In front of his brother, his eyes had turned into slits. He was really sleepy.

"No, they are capable and have helped me a lot." She kept looking at Xuanyuan's round face, "I will remember them and repay them well in the future."

“Oh?”

"Perhaps it was an unintentional kindness. They didn't pay attention to it, but they helped me a lot." She knelt down and looked at Xuanyuan's face carefully, the face that would be full of milk in the future.

In the future, he will have a handsome face with sharp edges, and his shoulders will be as broad as those of the Emperor of Heaven.

When you grow up, I will repay your kindness.

Xuanyuan's face turned a little red when Qicai looked at him. Why did he keep staring at him?

Xuanyuan touched his face vigorously and wiped it again and again, "Sister, is there something dirty on my face?"

Qicai looked at her and smiled slightly, her eyes full of beautiful light, "Yes, there is something dirty on your face, sister, please wipe it for you."

She picked up the handkerchief in her right hand and wiped Xuanyuan's fleshy face, remembering the look in his eyes.

When people grow up, everything will change, but their eyes will not change.

She tried hard to remember her eyebrows and eyes, "Okay, wipe it clean, there is nothing on your face."

"Thank you sister." Xuanyuan touched her red face. This sister is the most beautiful sister she has ever met since she was born.

"Yuan'er."

"Yes, brother." Qingyuan walked to Xuan Qing's side.

"My father was very anxious when you were away." Xuan Qing smiled lightly, "However, I believe you are fine, brother. The three of you will be back tomorrow, so you have to go back and have a good rest today."

"Well." Qingyuan looked at Xuan Ye, who was lying on the ground and sleeping soundly, "I'm going back, there is one last thing left to do."

"How can you let the prince sleep there?" Xuan Qing walked over and gently woke up Xuan Ye.

"Prince?" Qicai thought for a while and realized that it was actually the prince. He stood up and looked at Xuan Ye rolling his eyes and unable to wake up. He couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle, looking sleepy and not a human being.

It's also pitiful.

"Shh." Xuanyuan said gently to Qicai, "Sister, please keep it a secret."

"Okay." Qicai knelt down and said, "It must be kept secret, but you have to tell me who your last name is and what your identity is?"

"Didn't you tell your sister just now?"

"Tell the truth this time."

"Well, I am the fifth son of King Ling, and my name is Xuanyuan." Xuanyuan said honestly.

"Xuanyuan?" "Prince Ling?"

He is also a noble gentleman.

"Xuanyuan, Xuan...Yuan, that's a good name. When you grow up, you will be someone who can support the sky." She patted Xuanyuan's shoulder gently. Xuanyuan didn't know if he could support the sky in the future.

All he knew was that he should practice kung fu well when he went back so that he wouldn't be bullied in the future.

Xuan Ye was woken up by Xuan Qing, "Prince."

"cousin."
Chapter completed!