Under the moonlight, Hui Ruqing's pretty figure is also very recognizable in the night, as if it is as quiet as the mountains and fields, very spiritual.

Xin Zhuo was even more curious about what she came here to do: "I met so soon, why are you here?"

Hui Ruqing tilted her head: "Then why are you here?"

Xin Zhuo was thinking a lot. Now Qiugong Pavilion doesn’t know what to do. The war in Fufeng Mansion is confused and lacks security. Although women are influential in drawing their swords, the rich woman is not allowed.

This Hui Ruqing is not only the senior sister of Hui in Shuiyue Temple, but also has a very high realm. She seems to have a certain wonderful relationship with Qiugong Pavilion. She is a "rich woman" and must hold her thighs.

He said seriously: "Of course I miss you, I can't help but come over."

"Bah! You little thief, you are full of colorful words and you are accustomed to flirting with girls!"

Hui Ruqing said, her cheeks were slightly red and her eyes were full of smiles.

"I don't think so. This is definitely not a genius. Meeting you is the most beautiful accident in my life. I am absolutely sincere and without any falsehood. Otherwise, why would I come here in the middle of the night? Alas..."

Xin Zhuo sighed and said seriously.

"hehe……"

Hui Ruqing covered her mouth and laughed non-stop, without any restraint as a monk.

Xin Zhuo pointed to the branch: "Can I go up?"

Hui Ruqing shook her head, her eyes full of cramps: "It's not enough, you said you're flirting with me, keep going."

Is this possible?

"I don't think this is a flirting. This love is comparable to Jin Jian. You can't understand the emotion of being a girl in the sky and a girl who wants to be a pair of wings on the ground." Xin Zhuo was indignant.

“Hahaha…”

Hui Ruqing laughed louder and louder. After a while, she stopped and patted her gently.

At a little under Xin Zhuo's feet, the man had already rushed to the branch and sat down next to Hui Ruqing.

Hui Ruqing moved quietly to the side. Her pretty face slightly red under the moonlight, her slim figure, her jade-like skin, especially her big watery eyes, cherry lips, and a little beauty mole, had a different kind of charm and charm.

Even wearing a monk's hat cannot cover up a single point.

"Look at what to look at, look at it and dig your eyes."

Hui Ruqing's face turned redder, and she gave him a blank look, as if she was inexplicably afraid and rebellious to "steal" her food.

Xin Zhuo coughed lightly and stared at her monk's hat: "Do you have hair?"

Hui Ruqing paused and blinked her big eyes: "Guess!"

I don't guess!

I always like to make people guess.

As if he could see Xin Zhuo's depression, Hui Ruqing chuckled and took off the monk's hat. Her black hair was covered with dispersion, making her look better.

This comparison instantly made the crown princess completely compare, and even compared with Su Miaojin, who looked like a lady from a wealthy family and a good teacher and polite manner, she was even more beautiful.

"Ah..."

Xin Zhuo was a little uncomfortable. The nuns in Shuiyue's temple might have hair, right? What's the point?

Hui Ruqing smiled and narrowed her eyes together: "Who is willing to cut off her hair? I can't be a nun for the rest of my life."

Xin Zhuo said in surprise: "Why haven't I seen you before?"

Hui Ruqing lit her chin: "I'm practicing martial arts, so I won't come here every now and then to save your thief village. It's so boring. This is why I am the eldest sister, she is just the second sister."

"It makes sense!" Xin Zhuo thought for a while, "By the way, I have always been curious why the Crown Princess is in such a small place, and there are too many nuns in the world, so where can't we go?"

Hui Ruqing chuckled and said, "She is pretending to be like me. If I am not here, she won't come."

"Learn from you?"

"Of course, we are all from Beijing. We have known each other since childhood. I beat her when I was seven years old. I was several years older than me and was no match for me at all."

A hint of pride appeared on his face.

Xin Zhuo was even more curious: "Then why did you come here?"

The smile on Hui Ruqing's face disappeared little by little, and she sighed quietly: "There are many rules in the family. Two hundred years ago, I had an ancestor in my family, who was famous for his literary and martial arts, and praised him. He had seventeen sons and no daughters in his lifetime. Later, he finally gave birth to a daughter. When his daughter was eight years old, he became seriously ill in middle age.

A great witch told him that his daughter was rushing to his destiny, and the so-called dragon and phoenix will not roar. Since then, the family has set rules. When the daughter is eight years old, she will be sent to another place to become a monk and can only go back when she gets married.”

"This rule is a bit weird." Xin Zhuo smiled.

Hui Ruqing sighed: "Yes, my father has twenty-seven daughters, eight died, and nineteen more. I ranked ninth because Master Mi Ling of Shuiyue Temple is my grandmother's friend and my mother's concubine. I was sent here at the age of eight. I have been in a flash for ten years and have never left Shuiyue Temple. I almost forgot what my mother looks like."

"Time is the most unstoppable thing."

Xin Zhuo then sighed and asked curiously: "You said, why do you have Qiugong Pavilion and Shuiyue Temple in this remote place? I, a little bandit, said that the pressure is very high."

"There are four major families, isn't it all the same strange?"

Hui Ruqing chuckled and asked, "Do you know the deeds of Taizu in my dynasty?"

I, a little bandit, did you know how to go?

Xin Zhuo still said seriously: "Taizu was so angry that no one knew, but I don't know much, let me tell you?"

Hui Ruqing said with her long legs, "Taizu was from Zhongdu Prefecture, Qizhou. She begged to Fufeng Prefecture at the age of eight, and hunted in Fulong Mountain at the age of thirteen. Later, by chance, she met Mr. Zhuge and others and then established a country.

People all say that Fulong Mountain is the real place of dragon prosperity in the Great Zhou Dynasty. It has only been hundreds of years, and not many people care about it.

However, Qiugong Pavilion and Shuiyue Pavilion used this as the foundation and created the palace to build the palace. People from the eighteen states of the Great Zhou Dynasty and those with family backgrounds would also send their children to come. In order to make their reputations at that time, there were many outstanding students in Qiugong Pavilion."

So that's it! No wonder there is a strange place like "Fulong" that makes a mountain name. Xin Zhuo suddenly realized that Wangyuejing had opened a hell-level dungeon for himself.

The moonlight was brighter, and it was already early winter. The mountain was breeze, and the two of them tightened their bodies. Although martial arts practitioners were not afraid of the cold, Xin Zhuo still took off his coat and robe, put it on Hui Ruqing, and grabbed Hui Ruqing's hand: "It's cold, don't be frozen!"

When Hui Ruqing's body becomes stiff, she will pull out her hand when she acts.

Xin Zhuo held on with an undeniable look of rejection: "I'll give you Nuannuan, don't move!"

Hui Ruqing's face turned red like a persimmon, but she lowered her head and said, "It's really warmer. You little thief will feel sorry for others."

No matter how he said that, he still pulled out his hand, but he was still wearing clothes.

"No! I just feel sorry for you."

Xin Zhuo coughed shamelessly: "Well, how high are you? I think I am very talented and well-educated, but I can't tell it?"

Hui Ruqing gave him a blank look: "Tiantu Yuanchen Palace, Ni Palace reverses the five elements, is well versed in natural laws, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, if you understand this sentence another day, you will naturally know my realm."

There is no point in playing a puzzle.

Xin Zhuo changed the topic: "Qiugong Pavilion, Shuiyue Temple together, which one do you rank?"

“Um…”

Hui Ruqing thought it seriously, even counted on her fingers and said, "Master Mie Ling said that in the entire Fufeng Mansion, I am the second most talented and the ninth level of realm!"

This thigh is too thick!

Xin Zhuo pretended to be moved: "I'm so envious!"

Hui Ruqing blinked: "What's there to envy about this? My master, Master Pujing, said, "You little thief's talent can rank third, but only beside me. If you are not a bandit, your future will be limitless."

I am a little bit weak, and I rely solely on the sacrifice of the spirit.

Xin Zhuo looked at Hui Ruqing carefully and fed her water. Then he thought, let it go. It was easy to have a friend, but it felt too strange.

He said, "It's a pity that I am a thief. I was caught by Qiugong Pavilion and became a master. I was in danger of life and death, and my talent was unpredictable."

Hui Ruqing patted his shoulder with a smile: "Don't worry, you little thief is quite interesting. In the future, my sister will protect you. Whoever wants to kill you, my sister will abort his teeth."

But I just wait for this sentence, it feels great to eat soft rice!

"In this way, I would like to thank you for your marriage. I will not marry you in this life!"

"Who is your wife, little thief, you have a thicker face than the sky."
Chapter completed!