"Rong'er, can you draw pictures?" Xinzi asked. If not, knowing the location of the Blood Moon Pond would be useless. Judging from Rong'er's tone, it was obviously impossible to take her there in person.
Rong'er proudly puffed up her chest and said loudly, "No."
Nobuko felt her eyebrows jump several times, took a deep breath, calmed down with a smile, and asked: "You don't know how to draw, you seem to be very proud?"
"My father said that writing and writing is a man's business. As the saying goes, it is a virtue for a woman to be untalented."
"What about dancing with knives and guns?"
"That's also a man's business." Rong'er said matter-of-factly.
"What should a woman do?"
"Nvhong embroidery." Rong'er said, and it made sense. Hyacinth nodded thoughtfully, raised her head and asked, "Can you do it?"
"No." Rong'er answered simply and neatly. Hyacinth's expression was as expected. Rong'er is the daughter of a mountain king. In the final analysis, she is a mountain bandit. If she was really a prostitute, she would despise herself.
"However," Rong'er winked at Xinzi and said, "My father said that as long as a woman can give birth to a baby, it will be fine! By the way, why are you asking this?"
Hyacinth sighed. It was right to think about it. Rong'er's father is a man and Rong'er is a woman. There is a difference between the animals that can give birth and the creatures that can move. Xinzi has always felt that people live forever.
The most important thing is to distinguish one's own attributes and functions. Of course, this is not simple. Just like myself, I still haven't figured out what the purpose of coming to ancient times is, and whether it also has some mission to save the common people.
Or maybe it was just that time and space were messed up and she was traveling to relax. Nobuko had never dreamed of the white-bearded old man, let alone the ghost of Princess Fengchen, so she could only take one step at a time to help the ninth princess live a comfortable life.
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"Rong'er, you should remember the location of the Blood Moon Pond. Tell me quickly and be specific." Hyacinthia has a photographic memory. Although the map Jun Wuxuan drew before was complicated, it was still clear.
Ming, but later I was just looking for the kitchen and forgot about it. I only remembered that it was in the southeast direction. The surroundings were so complicated that it was like a maze. I couldn't tell the exact location.
Rong'er tilted his head and thought for a long time before saying: "I can't remember, but there is a maze between the Blood Moon Pond and the mountain village. There are only some short shrubs. If you know Qinggong, you can easily cross it. If
No, it’s probably difficult to go out...Ninth Princess, do you really want to go?"
"Just call me Xinzi!" Hyacinthus said angrily, "Of course I'm going. Why don't we wait to die if these concubines in the backyard come to visit us again tomorrow?"
Rong'er looked at Xinzi doubtfully. If she went to the Blood Moon Pool, they wouldn't have to wait to die. Could it be that the great elder was invited to come to Lingxinyuan to protect the Dharma? But Rong'er just thought about it and didn't ask her. For some reason, she
I really hope that Hyacinth goes to Blood Moon Pond, and preferably never comes back again...
"Xinzi? I heard that although the Ninth Princess has no title, she has a girl named Feng Chen. Shouldn't you..."
"Well, Nobuko is my nickname, so there's nothing strange about it." Nobuko explained hurriedly.
"That's right." Rong'er didn't care anymore, but took note of Hyacinth's somewhat narrow eyes. She took Xinzi's hand and said worriedly: "Xinzi, are you really planning to go to the Blood Moon Pond? No.
The maze is said to be dangerous, but you are currently under house arrest in Lingxinyuan by the leader of the village, and there will be people guarding you outside the nightyyuan, so how can you get out?"