Shangguan Yanqiao did not refuse, but closed his eyes and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Old Man Tang...ahem...my face..."
"Now I know I'm anxious? I can only see with one face!" Old Man Tang rudely criticized him.
"Okay, I will find a way. Fortunately, the place where you were injured was not in the face, otherwise it would be really ugly!"
Although it was not good for the court, Old Man Tang still began to seriously think about how to remove the scars on his face.
"It doesn't matter if it doesn't work. After all, it's not Cang Qiao. You don't have to rely on this face to serve anyone in the future." Shangguan Yanqiao said lightly.
Old Man Tang hummed softly: "You just need to think so, don't even owe you. I really owe you kid in my previous life."
The brat who speaks right and wrong is so stinky that he is so beautiful that he says he doesn't care, and his hand holds the quilt tightly!
I still care a lot.
I'm afraid that the little girl will dislike it!
But when it comes to that little girl, I don’t know which mountain corner that little girl has now entered in the southwest provinces.
Old man Tang sighed.
This little brat is a little better, and it's not the little girl who is restrained. I don't know what kind of monster you are going to be.
......
"Sister Lan Ruo! It's lunch!"
The tall boy wearing an indigo Miaojiang short cotton robe was carrying a basket and led two Gu Gu toward the medicine field.
"Ding bell ding bell!"
A silver ornament jingled with his steps, like a wind chime in a stilt house blowing by the mountains.
The beautiful Miaojiang boy with a primitive and fresh atmosphere was like a young mountain deer, attracting Miao girls who were working in the medicine field on both sides to stand up straight.
They carried baskets on their backs and shook their hands at the boy with a smile: "Little White Witch, good afternoon, give us some delicious food!"
The girls in Miaojiang are bold and enthusiastic, and Chu Yuanbai's identity here is a great wizard.
But the young and handsome wizard is just a little brother, who doesn’t like it?
"No!" Chu Yuanbai ignored them with a cold look on his face, carried the basket and led the people through the medicine field.
"Puchi, hahahaha... The great wizard must have gone to find Saint Lanruo, he just wants to serve the Saint."
"But no one wants the saint."
Chu Yuanbai's face turned red, glared at them with annoyance, and accelerated his pace and ran into the depths of the medicine field.
Deep in the medicinal field, there is a stilt house, and downstairs is a large pavilion made of thatched grass.
A slim figure wearing a tie-dye purple white seedling dress was grinding medicine intently.
Jing Ming, who was wearing men's clothes and short-shot, took a rake and pulled out all the dried medicines on the ground, and said, "That boy Chu Yuanbai is here again!"
Ming Lanruo raised her head, and at this moment, her long hair was casually braided into several long braids, and half fixed it behind her head with a silver jewelry.
The fine silver bird tassels were pinned on both sides of the forehead, and the movement was jingling.
Fresh and unique, and her skin is so thin that it cannot be tanned, she looks like a blue iris blooming in the deep mountains.
"Xiaobai is here?" She greeted Chu Yuanbai with a smile.
Chu Yuanbai looked at her, his face turned slightly red, he nodded, and placed the basket in his hand on the table-
"Sister Lan Ruo, this is the roasted pigeon I made. You are busy here day and night to find a way for my people to cure diseases, so don't get tired of yourself."
Jing Ming sniffed and looked at the basket with his eyes squinted—
Tsk, I have started washing my hands and making soup. This little prince is really virtuous.