360 Jealous

One by one, ignorant of the goods, hiding from its owner is like hiding from the plague. Its little master can't look down on them!

"Master, when the little unicorn grows up, marry you as the unicorn queen, and let these stupid humans go to hell!" Little Apple was indignant.

Ning Xuemo was sniffing a flower with her head down, when she heard this sentence, she burst out laughing and patted its head: "Let's talk about it when you grow up."

The queen? Is this the little prince of Qilin who was kicked out of the Kirin Holy Land?

It took two thousand years for this little unicorn to grow to the size of a seven- or eight-year-old boy. By the time it becomes an adult, she has no idea how many times she has been reincarnated.

Because it is autumn, chrysanthemums are the most blooming in the garden, yellow, red, white, purple, and even green...

One piece in the east, one cluster in the west, competing for beauty, swaying and fragrant.

Because there is a special extended meaning in modern chrysanthemum, which leads to less and less chrysanthemum.

Although Ning Xuemo had seen a lot of chrysanthemums, it was the first time that there were as many varieties as today.

She was watching along the way, and suddenly a person suddenly rushed out from the path, almost hitting her!

Ning Xuemo abruptly retreated, the man staggered to his feet, and bowed to her: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Xiaosheng is reckless."

It was a young man, sixteen or seventeen years old, handsome and elegant.

He was wearing a sky-blue Confucian shirt of excellent quality, obviously also a noble man. It was the first time I met Ning Xuemo.

Ning Xuemo shook his head: "It's okay." He turned around and wanted to walk away.

"Thank you for your generosity, Xiaosheng, I don't know which girl you are, can you show me your face?" The young man's clear eyes were fixed on Ning Xuemo, and there was a hint of surprise in it.

Hey, it's rare to meet someone who isn't afraid of her.

Ning Xuemo looked at him with interest and asked, "Who is the son?"

"My father, Taishi Lan, Xiaosheng has not yet entered the official position..." The young man smiled.

"Who is Qinglan Yufeng of Dali Temple?"

"He's my brother. It turns out that the young lady has also heard of the name of my brother. Xiaosheng's name is Lan Liushao, the word is Yayan, and the young lady can be called Xiaosheng."

Ning Xuemo nodded, "Good name." He walked forward.

Lan Liushao was stunned for a while, and then Yi Hengxin followed up: "Have you not asked Miss Fang's name yet?"

Lan Yufeng, such a strict official, actually has such a romantic and young brother.

Ning Xuemo was about to say his name to startle him, when a voice suddenly rang not far away: "Ya Yan, this young lady is a man of the moment. Miss Mo Ning." The voice was crisp, it was a girl.

Lan Liushao was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but take a step back.

Ning Xuemo looked at the brick and looked in the direction of the sound.

There is a pavilion there. There are three men and four women standing in the pavilion, all dressed in extravagance. It's a combination of handsome men and beautiful women.

The person who spoke was a girl with a long face, who once had a relationship with Ning Xuemo, and seemed to be the prince of the county.

As for the few people around her, some were familiar, and some didn't know each other at all.

At this moment, seven pairs of eyes are looking towards this side, obviously wanting to watch a good show.

Lan Liu Shaojun's face flushed slightly, and after taking two steps back, he gave Ning Xuemo a hurried salute: "It turned out to be Ning Hou, Xiaosheng just took the liberty of being rude."

Fleeing in a hurry, he ran up to the pavilion with three feet and two steps: "Brother Huang, Brother Meng..." Greeting those people one by one.