Balian looked at the watermelon held in the girl's arms, which was round and huge. The texture on the surface of the melon was delicate and beautiful. The leaves on the vine were wet with rain and dew, and it was particularly vibrant and fresh. It indeed looked like a newly picked watermelon.
But... when did a small melon shed set up in the inner hall of Xianling City?
Why has he never seen this before?
It was extremely difficult for her to hold the melon, as if she was afraid it would slip from her arms and break it.
Bailian thought that this girl was really an honest little girl.
Her Highness said he wanted to eat watermelon and sent her to pick it. She was afraid that he had picked the biggest watermelon in the shed.
Look at this watermelon, it is half as big as her body. If it continues to be raised in the shed, it may become a sperm.
He walked over and took the watermelon from her arms, hugged it for her kindly, and asked, "Is your injury feeling better?"
The little tiger was slightly startled, and then he remembered that he had been accidentally injured by those monks from the famous immortal family when he was in Ghost Mountain.
It's just that Baiye Luoshu has the healing power of yin and yang to extend life, and the deep wound on his back healed itself within a few days.
She couldn't remember clearly that she was injured, but he remembered it clearly.
The little tiger smiled obediently, jumped on the spot twice, and said that there was nothing wrong with him at all: "It's been fine for a long time, brother."
Seeing her healthy and lively cute look, Bai Lian couldn't help but reach out and rub her head. The Queen is the Goddess of Kunlun Mountain, so it's obvious who Her Highness the Little Tiger is in her mouth: "Just now you said that Your Highness is If you want to eat melon, since this is her palace, why can’t you see the little tiger?”
The female officer had lured him all the way here, and now her body was stained with this strange fragrance, if his guess was correct.
In the world, I am afraid that this fragrance can only be found in the palace of the Little Tiger King.
The new city lord, on his first day in the palace, was stained with the incense of his beloved daughter. Appearing like this at today's night banquet, I'm afraid he couldn't explain it clearly even if he opened his mouth.
He, the city lord who had been so prosperous for a day, had finally achieved his goal.
At that time, he lit two sticks of incense at once. As expected, the incense was difficult to wash away with ordinary water.
But today, he had to go to the night banquet.
Bailian suddenly had some thoughts in his mind.
Today's female official was definitely not arranged by Si Xi Qingxuan. She had timed it very cleverly and was very courageous. She appeared just before the first watch.
If you think about it this way, then this woman can only be from the inner palace of Xianling City, and she is quite familiar with the things in the palace of Xianling City.
More importantly, she didn't want him to inherit the position of city lord.
Although there is no clear evidence, Balian believes that it will not be difficult for him to find out who she is at the banquet full of guests today.
But the problem now is that once he shows up at the night banquet, he will definitely be in great trouble.
The girl obediently allowed him to rub her head. She narrowed her eyes and said with her thoughts: "The little tiger has always been lonely and doesn't like to meet strangers. He often sneaks out of the palace alone to look at the stars on the grassland."
Balian said the same thing.
After all, no matter how audacious the female official was, daring to plot against him and Su Jing, she never dared to actually plot against the daughter of Kunlun.
If the young highness is really disturbed tonight, no matter how full her thoughts are, all her plans will come to nothing.
Balian quickly retracted his palm, and the broad sleeves brushed the tip of the girl's snow-white nose, and the fragrance that filled the sleeves floated into her nostrils.
The girl couldn't hold it back and sneezed. The tip of her nose suddenly turned red, and her eyes filled with mist.
Yanxiang is a unique fragrance from Kunlun, and the fragrance is very fragrant. However, the method of refining this fragrance is too special. In one breath of light burning, the fragrance lingers around for three days.
Not to mention lighting two whole sticks at once.
Being born from a fairy beast, her sense of smell is extremely sensitive. This time it was really overdone, the smell was too strong, and she really didn't like it.
Of course, what made her dislike it even more was that the refreshing rainy smell that she originally liked could no longer be smelled at this moment.
She kept rubbing her nose, sneezed several times, and said, "Brother, I don't like the smell of you. Can you go wash it off?"
Balian's eyes moved slightly and he couldn't help but ask: "Is there a way to get rid of this fragrance?"
The little tiger covered his nose and said: "This incense is called Yanxiang, also known as Junxiang. It was me...our empress personally extracted Junxiang. It was originally intended to be held in Qingyuan a long time ago to worship the emperor and enthrone him as the king of the world." The fragrance of time."
"This incense can protect His Majesty's divine body from being corroded by the fires of the Eight Thousand Desolate Tribulations. However, His Majesty's divine energy had been severely damaged before he ascended the throne. Even with the help of this incense, he could not withstand the fire of the Eight Thousand Desolate Tribulations.
In the end, it was the empress who resisted all the calamity fires alone, and His Majesty the Emperor successfully ascended the throne and became the king. From then on, His Majesty the Emperor no longer had any reason to use this incense. Instead, it was left to the little tiger in the end. Your Highness. "
"It is naturally impossible to wash away the fragrance that the empress has refined with her own hands."
Hearing this, Bailian's heart sank again.
The matter turned out to be far from as simple as he thought. He thought that the female officer's thoughts were because he broke into the little tiger's boudoir without permission and was dyed with the fragrance of his daughter's house. He thought that even if he jumped into the Milky Way, he couldn't wash it away. , it is inevitable that he will end up with the serious crime of trying to get his hands on the daughter of Kunlun.
But after listening to the little girl's words, this fragrance... seems to be something only the empress and husband, His Majesty, the Water God, are qualified to use.
Not to mention whether His Majesty the Emperor is still in this Xianling City, just by carrying this incense, he has committed a crime of great disrespect.
That woman had a vicious mind and left no room for action.
"But..." the girl changed the topic, her big eyes as black as grapes rolled around, looking a little cunning and cute.
"I do know that there is a place where I can wash away these smells. After all, the little tiger doesn't like this fragrance. Every time she escapes from the palace, Qingxuan, the female official, can look for this fragrance to find her. Later, every time before she leaves the palace, I always go to a place to wash away the scent from my body.”
Although this girl was born as a female official in the inner palace, she was extremely bold in both words and actions.
While talking, she didn't even have the shyness of her daughter's family, and actually took the initiative to hold Bailian's hand.
A pair of smart and delicate eyes looked at Balian without blinking: "Brother, I will take you there."
Balian was slightly shocked, not because of the unusual boldness and impudence of this girl who looked to be no more than thirteen years old.
It was because her palms were so cold.
There is no warmth like a living person.
But there was a pulse between her fingers. Although it was very light, it was definitely there.
Bailian frowned calmly, thinking that a female official who could serve in the inner palace of Xianling City could not practice cultivation. She had no spiritual power in her body and her pulse was so weak.
Presumably, he must be the descendant of a certain immortal. The empress took care of him, but because he was seriously ill, he was arranged to be a melon picker next to His Highness, right?
