This sand sculpture of heaven

Qin Caiqing's words were a reassuring pill for Mei San, he ran back in a gloomy manner, stopped crying, and then shook his oblique bangs, and did not forget to regain a little dignity for himself and said: "You said it earlier, I wouldn't have misunderstood if you said it earlier." "

The cool wind blew, and everyone suddenly felt so cold, Guanyu clasped his arms with both hands and "hummed" from his nostrils.

The four of them walked from the main hall into the apse, where three or four neuropaths were there, standing or sitting, looking sluggish and talking to themselves.

Under the guidance of Xiao Natsuko, the four of them came behind the princess.

I saw the princess sitting by the window, she was wearing a gorgeous palace dress in pale pink, with colorful pearls and emeralds on her temples, and purple earrings looming.

She shows people with her beautiful back, sits against the window, and looks as beautiful as a painting.

"Princess Qiyu, the county lord has come to see you. Natsuko stepped forward and bowed.

She turned around quietly and slowly, with black and white peach blossom eyes, goose egg face, distant mountain eyebrows, and a beauty. Her beauty is different from Qin Caiqing's beauty, she is cold beauty, while Qin Caiqing's plump beauty.

"Meet the princess. The four of them stooped towards the princess.

"Get up. She smiled sweetly.

The princess looks normal, where did the neurosis come from?

"Princess, we have come to you for your repentance. Can you tell us why you regret your marriage?" Qin Caiqing stepped forward and spoke, her voice crisp and very textured.

"That is, this palace suddenly felt that he was not the son of a patriotic teacher. The princess sighed softly and replied in a beautiful jade voice.

The princess's expression was clear, and her answer was like a stream, where did the neurosis come from? Yueyong wondered even more.

"Princess, you call it a premarital phobia, and it will be fine after marriage. Qin Caiqing said in a comforting tone.

The princess shook her head and said slowly: "No, this palace just feels that she has suddenly lost the ability to love someone, no matter who she marries, she can't love her." "

Qin Caiqing was speechless for a while, and looked at Guanyu and Yueyong as if asking for help.

Yue Yong comprehended, stepped forward, and said respectfully: "Princess, please let me take a look at the princess." "

The princess over there shook her head silently.

Yueyong's index finger and middle finger were pressed together, against the center of the princess's eyebrows, and he used his mind to urge the spiritual power to slowly flow to the princess's body.

After probing with spiritual power like this for a while, Yueyong withdrew his hand and suddenly realized: "Your Highness is not mentally ill, nor has he been taken away by evil spirits, but he has been extracted from his love threads, so he can't love it." "

Yueyong paused for a moment, and then added, "Your Highness, how long has this situation lasted?Have there been any changes in the characters and things around you?".

The princess has a clear mind, IQ and EQ online, and tells her recent situation.

It turned out that ten days ago, the Queen Mother obtained a small jade mirror offered by Fanbang. The mirror is round in shape, cast in bronze and decorated with colorful jade, which is exquisite and luxurious. The queen mother gave the jade mirror to her beloved princess, and after the princess got it, she was frightened by the sound in the mirror. The voice said, "Seven days later, take the silk." This sentence bombarded the princess every day, bombing the princess to the point of extreme fear, and the princess simply moved to the sanatorium, which was tantamount to indirectly admitting that she was mentally ill.

Three days ago, the mirror really took the princess's love silk, and the princess really couldn't love anyone, so she wanted to regret her marriage.

Yueyong took the jade mirror to Guanyu's side, and the two carefully observed the jade mirror together, and suddenly, a demonic voice rose from the jade mirror: "Seven days later, take the love silk." "

The two instantly understood that whoever looked in this mirror would be intimidated "seven days later, take the silk".

Yo Hoo, we've been tricked too. Yueyong heart said.

Guanyu's face was strange, he looked at Yue Yong, who was full of aura, and said in a firm tone: "This matter, we have to find out, what's the "seven days later, take the love silk", I see if it has the courage!".

Yueyong nodded, thought for a long time, and then said: "The only one who is eyeing the love silk is the Qingqiu demon fox, they can increase their charm after they have the love silk, and they can use this charm to attract mortal men, collect yang and supplement yin, and enhance mana." "

A cold wind blew by, and the wind chimes hanging on the window lattices jingled, which was very good.

Yueyong urged his spiritual power, probed the jade mirror, and continued to add: "It's wrong, it's not the demon fox that ingests the love silk, but the fox who has become an immortal. What I found was a fairy power that was not very strong. "

"In this way, as an immortal, the fox fairy harms people, which is really intolerable. Then we might as well strike preemptively, get married in five days, lure them to appear, and then catch them all. "

After Guanyu finished speaking, Junya's face was serious, and he looked at Yueyong with burning eyes, as if waiting for Yueyong's opinion.

"Aha, it's just a fake marriage, then I'll be a bride. Yueyong scratched the back of his head with his right hand and smiled awkwardly.

The

role of the bride is most suitable for Yueyong, who has been a goddess for more than a thousand years, and that is to play with experience.

Unexpectedly, Mei Sanlong and Qin Caiqing looked at him in amazement, looking at him with scrutiny. That look seemed to say: Did Guanyu open the door to a new world for you, do you have a special fetish?

The

four of them said goodbye to the princess, turned around, strode away, and when they passed by the white-haired parrot, the parrot who owed the mouth said, "The talent is leaving?

"If you talk nonsense again, I'll slaughter you and make chicken and mushroom stew!" Mei Sanlong spat at it.

"It's not certain who slaughters whom!".

"Dead stinky bird, shut your stinky mouth!".

"Your talent stinks, it stinks!".

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