Three thousand worlds

Chapter 135 Prince Mingyue's "Love"

Hangzhou, West Lake, Hunan, Longshan.

Mr. Mingyue sat in the gossip field, looking up at the Jade Emperor Feiyun, still muttering the secret that Sikong taught him: "Idle to look at the clouds in the sky, and listen to the water and flowers falling silently! Disease!"

A sword light rises to the sky, pretending to be a dragon and a phoenix, brilliant and dazzling, flying sword, like a rainbow in the sky.

Sikong clapped his hands and smiled, "Okay! A thousand miles of sword!"

Mr. Mingyue clenched his palms, and suddenly his right hand was beaten and beaten obliquely. The flying sword in the sky passed like a meteor, and when he cut through a huge stone, the windy surrounding trees fell down.

Mr. Mingyue didn't expect that Ziwei's luck would be so powerful in the flying sword. He was stunned for a long time and looked back at the beautiful Sikong.

Sikong took out the jade hairpin, tied up his long hair, and smiled, "Huh? If you don't practice well, what will you do to see Shaner again?

After many days of operation, Sikong's lifeless internal strength has been restored to 70%. Every time, he accompanied Mr. Mingyue to practice his skills. After that, he cooked in person. He did not want Mr. Mingyue to interfere. He also threatened Mr. Mingyue to say, "In the future, you are not allowed to call me Sikong. You can only call me Shan'er. I would rather be your maid. Don't be a fake princess."

Mingyue looked at Sikong's lifeless combing hair, raised her head to insert a jade hairpin, and then said, "Hey, Master Shan'er, haven't you dressed up today?"

Sikong was stunned and thought that he would say whether this flying sword was good or not. Unexpectedly, he suddenly said that he didn't dress up. He couldn't help but be angry and funny. He said lazily, "Well, I don't wear light makeup. This is called mediocre and lazy beauty bun. What's wrong?"

Mr. Mingyue nodded and smiled, "Wor up will always be beautiful and kill people."

Sikong Wuming also pretended to arch her hand and smiled, "The little girl Shaner was praised by the prince. Today, she said that Shaner was beautiful. Tomorrow, she will say that Shaner will be ashamed to close the moon, and the day after tomorrow she will praise Shaner like a snow lotus on Tianshan Mountain, which really melts Shan's heart."

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "Master Shan'er, do you really want to be my maid?"

Sikong's bright autumn wave threw away his charming eyes and smiled skillfully, "Do you know that there are many women born with the appearance of princesses, the life of maids, but you won't let me if I want to be a maid, alas."

Mr. Mingyue closed his eyes and did not answer.

Sikong said strangely, "Huh? What are you doing?"

Mr. Mingyue ate and said, "I beg Master Shan'er not to wink in the future. Mr. Mingyue is not a decent gentleman, let alone Liu Xiahui who is not confused. Whenever I look at your autumn waves, my disciple Mingyue's bones are going to be crisp. Hey, it's simply a kind of torture."

Sikong's desperate laughter sounded: "Okay, if you promise to let me be your maid, I won't torture you."

Mr. Mingyue sighed and opened his eyes, but he didn't dare to look at Sikong's life. Suddenly, he remembered something and muttered, "Ah, I just saw you dress up and forgot to tell you..."

Sikong took over for him and said, "What do you want to do with this sword? Right?"

Mr. Mingyue nodded quickly: "Well, it's all because you are so beautiful that Shaner distracted me again."

Sikong stood up and said blessedly, "The lesson is that Shan'er knows her mistake and will be veiled in the future to ensure that she will not be distracted."

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "Why do I feel more and more uncomfortable? How can the master be a maid for the apprentice? Or should the apprentice serve the master? As for the veil, you don't have to cover it. Doesn't the master feel stuffy?"

Sikong stared with beautiful eyes: "Well, I don't even have a chance to be a maid in this life. It's easy to meet this once-in-year opportunity to practice with you in Longshan. I want to be a maid like an ordinary woman, but you still push me. I tell you that most of my skills have recovered. If you don't let me wait Watch out how I deal with you."

Mr. Mingyue can only express his mood at this moment with a bitter smile.

Mr. Mingyue finally nodded helplessly and said, "Okay, since Master Shan'er has said so, I have to put up the master's master."

Sikong nodded and smiled, "Hmm!"

Mr. Mingyue straightened his clothes and sat down firmly. After all, he was not confident and very guilty. He stammered, "Shen'er, come up and beat your back."

Sikong Wumei really flew up, and a beautiful shadow like a flower and butterfly floated up, slowly fell beside Mr. Mingyue, and beat his back to Mr. Mingyue with joy.

When Mr. Mingyue saw her very happy, he could only mutter in his heart that there was such a beautiful woman in the world, with a peerless face, peerless martial arts, and ice and snow smart temperament. It should be a dream that all girls in the world dreamed of and were far away, but Sikong was lifeless but did the opposite. Happy and eager to be a maid and serve yourself, and seem to be happy to be a maid.

Mr. Mingyue didn't know what the girl was thinking. He was used to spoiled and lived a princess-like life. The loneliness could not be dispelled and lingered. Therefore, in the bottom of Sikong's lifeless heart, he didn't want to be a noble princess, but was very happy to be an ordinary poor man. Maid.

Mr. Mingyue can also feel the recovery of Sikong's lifeless power. Sikong's lifeless punched him a few times. Mr. Mingyue shouted, "Oh, be gentle."

Sikong hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shaner, just be careful."

Mr. Mingyue was happy to enjoy the sunshine and white clouds, surrounded by the emerald green, including the wind of Longshan Mountain, and in this spring breeze, there was also a peerless beauty pounding her back. A faint fragrance mixed with the wind, gently brushing his ear and in front of him, feeling that he had never been so happy to grow up.

Sikong smiled softly and said, "Sir, how is Shan'er's service?"

Mr. Mingyue closed his eyes and nodded: "Okay! I don't know how many generations of blessings I have cultivated, and I can have you to beat my back.

Sikong smiled and said, "From now on, Shaner will beat your back every day."

A smile flashed at the corners of Mr. Mingyue's mouth, and then said, "Shen'er, what happened to Mr. Mingyue's flying sword? You haven't pointed out one or two yet."

Sikong said without aming: "The prince has made great progress, but the brilliance is not gorgeous enough, and his internal strength has not been fully exerted, and he has to run Ziwei three times at night."

Mr. Mingyue almost jumped up and said with a wry smile, "No! I still have to practice Ziwei Jue three times. Can I lose one big and small Sunday? I'm tired of practicing.

Shan'er had to say softly, "Son, that's not possible. You have suffered hardships before you are a superior. Besides, with Shan'er practicing with you, you won't be depressed."

Mr. Mingyue secretly said that it would be better if you didn't practice with me. As long as you practice with me, you would definitely be distracted. If you don't pay attention, you will go wrong, which is much more difficult.

Mr. Mingyue didn't say that, but only said, "Okay, then practice three more times in the evening. It's still early, and most of your martial arts have recovered. Why don't we go to the West Lake for a walk? Hey, we haven't been down the mountain for several days."

As Mr. Mingyue spoke, he felt that Sikong suddenly leaned softly on his back. Mr. Mingyue was shocked and immediately remembered the scene of Leifeng Tower and hurriedly said, "Shan, are you not feeling well? Is the internal interest messed up again?"

Sikong was lifeless but said lazily, "Shan'er is sleepy and wants to sleep on the prince for a while. Don't mind."

Mr. Mingyue was stunned and couldn't bear to push it away. He only looked around the mountains around the gossip field and sighed.

Sikong Wuming leaned on Mr. Mingyue's back and put his arms around Mingyue's back. Mingyue was even more surprised. He hurriedly grabbed Sikong's Wuming's hand and asked her to let go. Sikong Wuming ignored it and said dimly, "Sir, do you hate Shan'er?"

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly: "How could it be? Shan'er is not going to test me. I'm not Liu Xiahui, who is not confused. Oh, my body is numb.

Sikong Wuming suddenly grabbed Mr. Mingyue's hand and did not mutter. He sighed and said seriously, "Oh! My heart, don't you understand at this time?"

Mr. Mingyue's body was shocked, as if he had heard a thunder in a sunny day. He stayed for a long time and said with a wry smile, "Shen'er is talking in her sleep again. Shan'er will sleep. I won't talk."

Mr. Mingyue suddenly felt that Sikong's lifeless hug was tighter, and there was a feeling of suffocation in his heart, and it was fleeting. He heard Sikong's lifeless and said, "Shan'er didn't talk in her sleep. Mingyue, do you like Shan'er?"

Mr. Mingyue was stunned and said, "Of course, I like it. Shan'er is beautiful and gentle. She also passed on my internal strength, taught me martial arts, cooked for Mingyue, and beat Mingyue's back. Mingyue likes it very much."

Sikong Wuming took a breath and said happily, "Okay, do you still like my sister who leaves incense in the dark night?"

As soon as Mr. Mingyue mentioned her, he only smiled bitterly: "I also like it, but she misunderstood us. Next time you see her, you must explain it clearly."

Sikong sighed, "If you are asked to choose one, who do you like more?"

Mr. Mingyue was stunned and sighed, "I can't say."

Sikong was stunned for a long time, and then smiled, "Have you thought about what I told you last time?"

Mr. Mingyue was surprised and said, "I forgot, what did you say?"

Sikong blindfolded his face on the back of Mr. Mingyue and said gently word by word, "Marry me."

Mr. Mingyue was shocked again, laughing more bitterly, and had no words for a long time.

Sikong was desperate to urge him: "Hey! Why don't you talk? Shy?"

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "You are shy, the girl's family, how can you casually say such a thing? Hey, did you learn from Jinlan's sister Dark Night Liuxiang? I thought only she would say such a thing.