But how could it be that I am just a tool that the master dispensable, who will have feelings for another tool?

She looked up at Ning Shijing and was a little incredible. Why did he say these words to him today? He had killed all the enemies that threatened him, and now he was also used by him alone. He was like a winner standing on the top of the peak. So these words made him feel uncomfortable, just showing off his power?

"Isn't Yeying female sword for women? I am the only woman in Youming. If I don't give it to me, who else can I give it to?" Xiaolou said to him, and at the same time comforted himself. Fantasy is just a distant dream. How can the dream be taken seriously? She doesn't want to believe that the master likes her, and she is even more afraid that she will go deep into the quagmire in the future and cannot escape. The master has passed away and the answer is fruitless. No matter how persistent he is, he will only work hard and will not have any response.

Xiaolou lowered his head and continued to sharpen his sword. What she didn't know was that Ning Shijing would not show any power in front of her. He didn't even know why he said this to her, and he didn't know why he was full of a strong sour smell when he said this. He was so damn it in the daytime...

"Yes, Netherworld no longer exists, and it is useless to mention it any more. Now you use it for me and think it is part of my Jinwei..." In fact, what Ning Shijing thought in his mind was: Fortunately, I killed him, otherwise, how could you be taken over by me?

Xiaolou stood up, and the sword edge swept away with a sharp edge. The yarn curtain was cut off in an instant. As the sword edge rotated rapidly, the coefficient was wrapped around the sword. Xiaolou attached it with his left hand and gently wiped it. The yarn curtain faded, revealing a white and dazzling sword blade. The sword had been polished, and the next time it was just waiting for bloodthirsty!

Ning Shijing looked at the incomplete veil, and then looked at the solid wood table with marks rubbed by the whetstone. He sighed deeply. This little wild cat was really naughty: "I said, don't you know what you care for? Forget it, I'll take you around, always dance with swords and guns, be careful to treat yourself as a weapon..."

Going around? Xiaolou really doesn't understand. Isn't Prince Ning going to kill someone? Why are you so idle and going to the night market? Is he playing with himself! "I won't go, tell me who the target is. I'll solve him and then go home! Please don't waste my time!"

Ning Shijing looked at the little wild cat who was a little angry and thought it was particularly cute: "I'm so anxious to help me solve the problem? Haha, should I be happy or happy? But, in the whole world, it seems that you, the only girl, dares to talk to me like this, are you very brave..."

Xiaolou closed her mouth at the right time. Yes, she forgot that in the Great Wei Dynasty, her identity is always an insurmountable barrier between people. How dare she be so arrogant in front of the prince like her, who lives at the lowest level! But her personality cannot be changed!

Ning Shijing stood up. On weekdays, he always wore a black and strong suit. He could see that he was tall and burly, but today he was a high-quality purple-black streaming dark flower silk wide-sleeved moon robe, which was loosely draped over his body, as if he had some spirituality. He always vaguely felt that the dark patterns on the ice moon purple robe were flowing, and the wide-sleeved robe was Yushu Lanzhi.

Today's hair is not tied up, it is set with a jade crown, but it is left half on the shoulders. It is as dark as ink, floating on the shoulders, and the breeze is gentle. Although it lacks some heroic posture and is proud and domineering, it has a bit more amazing and elegant style, just like a god in the heavenly world who sings the wind and the moon, handsome and elegant, colorful and unparalleled...

Ning Shijing turned around and said to Xiaolou, "Let's go..." In his eyes, he didn't even know the infinite ripples in the gentleness. That warm smile could melt the iceberg of winter.

Jinba felt goosebumps all over her body. You know, it was the first time that his master smiled so much like a spring breeze. He couldn't believe it anymore. Is this still the master who is cold and cold, keeps people thousands of miles away, and possesses great martial arts?

But the prince then asked Jinba to stay in place. How could this work? His birth duty was to protect his master in an endless manner: "Master, this is not possible, I can't leave you."

"It's okay, Xiaolou can protect me!" Ning nodded slightly and looked down at her.

Xiaolou looked up and looked back at him straight, and saw him smiling with a slight smile, wearing purple clothes, graceful, handsome, extraordinary, and beautiful. His eyebrows also rippled softly in his bad smile, as if he had always had a smile, curved, like a bright crescent moon in the night sky. But who said he wanted to protect him? He was really self-indulgent!

Jinba's brows were as frowning as paper dried after applying paste. After a long time, she spoke out without realizing it: "Master, only I can protect you and will not disturb you. Xiaolou is a newcomer after all..."

Why did Xiaolou hear a hint of resentment from this sentence? She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. Is this Jinba jealous? Oh my god, that's really interesting! Then Ning Shijing's words made Jinba even more dissatisfied: "Jinba, you haven't learned all your skills yet. If it's one-on-one, you may not have beaten Xiaolou..."

Xiaolou felt that she would be implicated innocently while lying down. She glanced at Jinba secretly and saw that the young man was surrounded by an indelible black air, as if he was about to burst out with grievance. She hid quietly. She really didn't do this matter, she really didn't do it!

No matter how unwilling Jinba was, he would also obey his master, so he bent over and saluted respectfully: "Jinba remembers that he will be able to make up for his shortcomings in the future and practice martial arts hard. Jinba respectfully gave the prince!"

Ning Shijing nodded, waved the folding fan in his hand, and signaled Xiaolou to follow.

He said it was right. Putting aside the Deyuelou, Zhuque Street was really lively. There were teahouses, taverns, pawn shops, workshops and other shops of all sizes on both sides of the street. There were also many small vendors with big umbrellas that never appeared in the open space on both sides of the street. Because they could not pay the full-day tax, they had to sell some food, clothing and expenses to support their families at night.

The street extends to the east and west sides, extending to the quieter suburbs outside the city, but there are still pedestrians on the street, some carrying loads, some driving ox carts to deliver goods, some driving donkeys to pull trucks, and some stopping to enjoy the scenery of the moat. The moonlight was in at the beginning of the day, and just now it was filled with a faint silver light that was scattered on the red bricks and green tiles or the brightly-eyed eaves of the pavilions, adding a bit of hazy and poetic to the prosperous evening scene of Weiguo City in front of you. It is really beautiful...

Wandering casually on the busy streets, the foot is light. The small building seems to like this feeling of having no worries, just looking at the life of a variety of things. There is no need to worry about it. All you can do is see and appreciate. The abrupt and luxurious eaves, the shop signs and flags fluttering in the wind, the rippling cars and horses, and the endless flow of pedestrians all contrast the people of the Wei Dynasty's pleasure in the grand and prosperous era...

Xiaolou lamented that there was no war. If Shuo and Wei were fighting ten years ago, this beautiful situation would have been left to be stored in his dreams. Xiaolou was really happy. Even Ning Shijing in front of him had no idea when he stopped, so he had no precaution and hit his forehead and turned to his powerful chest. Ning Shijing had not moved at all, but she covered her nose and staggered back a few steps.

Ning Shijing grabbed her arm quickly with his eyes and hands to prevent her from hitting the pedestrian behind without perception. Seeing her crying in pain, he was puzzled and said laughing and crying: "So, does the female hero in the Night Tower never look at the road?"

Xiaolou rubbed his nose and put down his hand at the right time. She shook Ning Shijing's hand to support him: "Who knew you stopped suddenly... I was unprepared..." Although she said this, she still knew in her heart that this had nothing to do with him!

It was because she saw the osmanthus cake on the roadside stall that she was so excited that she had no idea ahead. She especially liked this food because the first time the master bought her was this sweet, lubricating, soft and powerful Wei famous snack.

Ning Shijing was helpless: "Can I blame me?" He looked at the place where Xiaolou looked, and then he immediately understood: "I think what's going on. It turns out that I want to eat osmanthus cake. Let's go, I'll treat you to eat..."

When I arrived at the stall, the vendor greeted me enthusiastically: "Oh, two guests, come and try the osmanthus cake. I just made this afternoon, it's delicious, let's try it..."

Ning Shijing nodded: "Come two dollars! This is money..."

"Okay! But I can't find this silver ounce..." The vendor scratched the back of his head and looked at the person opposite Qi Yu Bufan handing him a silver bean, and looked at it in his palm.

"It's okay, don't look for it..."

"Oh, okay..." The vendor was overjoyed and happily put the broken silver into his innermost bag of clothes, then quickly wrapped the osmanthus cake, and smiled and said, "Customer, I'll give you one more. If you think it's delicious, I'll come often in the future..."

Xiaolou took it and smelled it. He felt the fragrance was so refreshing. He opened the oil paper and took the lead in taking a bite. It was really delicious, the same as the taste in his memory. However, the situation at that time was different from that at this time, so the taste was the same on the surface, and it was also different. Maybe, it was just the different people who gave it to him...

Because there was a layer of white powder on the osmanthus cake, although she bit her carefully, it still stained some of her lips. Ning Shijing couldn't help but reminded him: "Eat slowly, no one here to compete with you, there is white powder on the corner of her mouth!" After hearing this, Xiaolou stretched out his pink tongue and licked it.

"Stick to the right..."

Xiaolou licked again...

“Spot down…”

Xiaolou licked again...

"..." Seeing that she had not licked her, Ning Shijing simply took out the handkerchief on her waist. Xiaolou really didn't expect that he would not kiss her regardless of the men and women's experience. The girl's body was not a casual touch by a disciple like him: "Hey, what are you doing!"

Ning Shijing was innocent: "I said to you, I am a big man and don't have a handkerchief. Your handkerchief is just on the waist, and it's exposed. So what if I take it and pull it?"

"It's really unreasonable..." Xiaolou pouted, not believing his nonsense. Ning Shijing's lips curled deeply, and he carefully wiped the corners of her mouth, and then muttered to her ear: "In Deyuelou, you rubbed around me like a wild cat. I didn't say anything. Do you think I'm generous?"

Hearing this, Xiaolou's ears were so popular, and with the heat that was squirting out of him, his ears were even more red... Ning Shijing saw her speechless shy and panicky look. She was indeed a ignorant little girl, and she couldn't listen to this flirting...

In fact, the servant who had broken his hands and feet last night said even more explicitly, but he ignored it and didn't realize that there was anything. But after Ning Shijing finished speaking, she was at a loss and felt furious. It seemed that the same topic was different, and the reaction was different.

When the vendor saw them being kind to each other, he also secretly laughed: "Oh, I said, this girl, your husband treats you so well. I can see that you are the happiest woman in the world..."

Xiaolou felt like something exploded, what? Whose husband, who is a happy woman: "No, you made a mistake, he is not..." But before he finished speaking, Ning Shijing hugged his neck and was rubbed away, leaving only the vendor behind him chasing and shouting enthusiastically: "Customer, if it tastes delicious, come often in the future..."

After walking for a long time, she finally stopped being controlled by Ning Shijing. She looked up at him and said, "Hey, why didn't you explain it clearly just now? You and I are not husband and wife..."

Ning Shijing returned the handkerchief to her: "Are you explaining it so clearly to an irrelevant person? He said that he said, "We eat ours, so there is no need to worry about it..."

Xiaolou suddenly felt that what he said seemed to make sense: "But you are the prince. What if someone recognizes it, aren't you afraid of the impact in the future?"

Ning Shijing was happy again: "What's wrong? I never let these useless things restrain me. Just rumors will not pose any threat to me. Besides, I am a prince, even if I like a woman and buy this osmanthus cake for her, so what? At most I will just give me a romantic hat..."

Xiaolou sneered at him secretly, and the next sentence was his true thought. He is a prince, who dares to say anything? He is not afraid of his power, but he is also the prince of the Great Wei, and he can keep the country peaceful.

It seems that things in the world are like shadows. The greater the ability and the greater the responsibility, the status will change accordingly. For example, look at the vendor, he can only make osmanthus cakes and can only do some small business in his life. Although the prince was born as a prince, he can survive now and has a great position. His unshakable status is also what he deserves. Therefore, it is useless for you to be jealous and resentful, because you do not have the qualities and mind of him at all, and you are destined not to make a name for yourself.

"What are you thinking? Is it so tragic that I am so moved by me? Haha, if you want to eat, I can deliver it to your house every day, how about it?"

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People also want to be with you, they also want to eat osmanthus cake, and they also want to be with you, woo,

It’s been a few days since the Chinese Valentine’s Day, and I don’t have any relationship with me. Sang Xin, I’ll go to Ma Wen. Only Ma Wen will make me forget my loneliness...

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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