Ling Yue was carried into the backyard door.
【Ah, it smells so good! 】Baby Ling Yue sniffed her little nose. It was so fragrant. She was seven or eight months old and had not eaten meat yet.
As a baby, although she was fed milk every day, Ling Yue still missed the taste of meat.
"Ha, I heard that you are meditating?" Jun Qingcang sneered coldly, opened the bamboo curtain and walked into the Zen room.
The Zen room is very large, but the decoration is simple. One couch takes up half of the room.
There was a person sitting on the couch, with black hair hanging down on one side, wearing a moon-white robe. Looking at his face from the side, he looked like a Taoist fairy. When he raised his eyes, his pair of peach blossom and phoenix eyes looked forward to their appearance, which was really eye-catching. Very.
【This person is so beautiful! 】Baby Ling Yue couldn't help shouting in her heart. She looked at it for a while, then turned her little head to look around: "Hey, where is that bald donkey?" How can one be allowed to eat roasted chicken in this temple? It is treasonous! 】
Jun Qingcang was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at the little guy in his arms, suppressing a smile that made him feel uncomfortable.
He found that his little baby was really rare, and his little head was full of weird ideas.
Even this time, when she stared at the handsome man seriously, he thought she was extremely cute.
"Hey, which gust of wind brought our Majesty here?" When he was almost done eating, the handsome man raised his head, wiped his hands, and stood up.
"If the restrictions in the backyard are opened, and so many good men and women in the front yard rush towards you, what do you think they will do if they see you like this?" Jun Qingcang placed the little girl on the big couch. , turned around and said.
"Isn't that why they can't come in?" Ci'en stood by the couch and looked sideways at the well-behaved little dumpling sitting on the couch. He bent down and stretched out his hand...
"Yeah!" Ling Yue looked at the slender fingers stretching out and hid back in disgust.
As a result, he accidentally leaned over.
"Don't touch my daughter." Jun Qingcang hurried over, stretched out his hand and rubbed his daughter's head: "Little Yue'er, be good, does it hurt?"
"Tsk tsk, when did His Majesty the Emperor become so caring and doting on his daughter?" Ci En shook his head and smacked his lips.
"Wipe your hands clean. The oil on your hands." Jun Qingcang helped his daughter sit up and introduced him seriously: "Yue'er, this is Master Ci'en."
Ling Yue: [Not a bald donkey, so much hair? Still so charming? Still eating roast chicken? What kind of master is this? 】
The baby was very speechless.
Jun Qingcang glanced at Ci En and quite agreed with Bao Bao's point of view.
Ci'en looked at Xiaotuanzi and smiled: "The little thing is really good-looking and has the wisdom of Buddha nature!"
"Okay, don't try to trick my daughter." Jun Qingcang took a towel from the side and threw it to Ci'en, saying, "Wipe your hands, sit down, and I'll tell you something."
Ci En took a towel and wiped his hands clean. Then he put away the things on the table and put the tea tray on it. Then he lifted up his robe and sat down.
Ling Yue looked at the two men sitting across from each other. Her big eyes were full of light.
[Wow, my father is good-looking. 】Ling Yue sighed.
Jun Qingcang lit the tea stove himself and smiled happily when he listened to his daughter's voice.
[However, this fake bald donkey is also good-looking. He is not the same beauty as my father. 】Ling Yue was a little excited to sit between the two beauties.
This person Ci En really does exist in the history books.
Just now, when the two men were busy moving the table and getting the tea tray, Baby Ling Yue entered the space, and she found out about the monk in Daliang's original history.
"Master Ci'en died young. It is said that he was extremely intelligent since he was a child. He had the qualifications of an immortal. He was a rare and intelligent man. Moreover, he was extremely beautiful. According to legend, he was known for throwing fruit and making cars, but... This person died in the thirteenth year of Daliang." System Xiaoshi called up Ci En's message and showed it to Ling Yue as he spoke.
Throwing a fruity car, isn't that Pan An?
Why does this person have such a reputation?
[No wonder the big girls and young wives outside all came with flowers and fruits. It turned out to be because of this fake bald donkey! 】Baby Ling Yue spat and thought to herself.
The long eyelashes of the 'fake bald donkey' who was peeling melon seeds to eat trembled. He raised his eyes to look at Ling Yue, reached out and pinched her cheek, and said: "Little girl, are you greedy? Your saliva is drooling. so much!"
Baby Ling Yue: [Fake bald donkey, this baby can’t control how many babies it has. When teeth grow, there will always be a lot of saliva in the mouth. 】
"Don't move your hands or feet. Yue'er's cheeks are so tender. Don't pinch them." Jun Qingcang saw this 'fake bald donkey' pinching his daughter's cheeks. He immediately became unhappy and cursed. .
"There are so many people out there who want me to consecrate their children, but I'm not even happy with it!" Ci'en looked at the little girl and said, "This little girl is pretty good. I find her very rare. Why don't you become my apprentice?"
[No, you may die young next year, so I don’t want to be your apprentice. 】Baby Ling Yue spit out a bubble, feeling little sympathy and emotion for this 'fake bald donkey'.
Jun Qingcang's eyelids were drooping. Seeing his friend who was concentrating on making tea, he sighed and said, "You've had enough of this temple, why don't you follow me down the mountain."
He didn't know how to ask his daughter if there was a way to prevent Ci'en from dying next year.
It would be good if Ci En was by his side.
If Ci En is sick, he can ask the best medical officer in the imperial city to see Ci En.
If someone wants to kill Ci En, he can use all his guards to protect him.
He met Ci'en on the battlefield when he was a teenager. At that time, he was leading troops to fight the enemy as a general in front of the battle, but he accidentally encountered a plot and fell into a desperate situation.
It was Ci En who appeared and saved him from the encirclement.
From then on, they became close friends of life and death.
Later, Ci En helped him win the beam and ascend the throne as emperor.
Therefore, in front of Ci En, Jun Qingcang never had the airs of an emperor, and Ci En could even ask Jun Qingcang to wipe his hands with a towel.
"Do you keep cooking chicken every day?" Ci En asked.
"That's not a problem." Jun Qingcang replied.
[Is Father trying to protect the 'fake bald donkey'? ] Ling Yue cursed in her heart: [This 'fake bald donkey' seems to have good kung fu. He probably wasn't killed, but died of illness! 】
"Cough cough cough..." Ci En choked on her tea.
"What's wrong with you?" Jun Qingcang frowned and stared at Ci'en. He was afraid that Xiao Yue'er was right. This guy had been eating and drinking all day long, so it wasn't impossible that something really happened to him. of.
"It's okay, I just choked on the melon seeds." Ci'en waved his hand, looked at Ling Yue, and said: "If I am so beautiful, if I enter your harem, the outside world will turn around and say that you, Emperor Liang, have a habit of cutting off peach sleeves! "
