Fast wear strategy female with poison

Chapter 1017 Attacking the Poisonous Owner

The morning is time for leisurely martial arts, the afternoon is time for him to practice calligraphy, and in the evening, he still has a lot of homework to do.

After bidding farewell to Lan Zhao, Feng Feng accompanied Xianmo on the way back to Yihe Palace. She looked at the wound on his face from the actual battle with Lan Zhao, and her heart ached, "That Lan Zhao's attack was too insignificant , how could it hurt you? It also scratched your face, what if it leaves a scar? "

"Master said that it is an honor for a man to have injuries on his body."

As soon as Feng Jing heard it, she was afraid that the child would believe it and cause large and small scars on her body in the future, she hurriedly said: "Ah Mo, listen to me, you must not have injuries on your body, especially not on your body. There are scars on your face, if you have too many scars on your face and you are no longer so beautiful, then you will not be able to find a wife in the future."

Xian Mo stopped, he thought for a while, and asked seriously: "Is looking for a wife based on appearance?"

"That's not all..." Feng Jing carefully analyzed it for him, "But you have to know that when a person is good-looking, others will come in contact with him and understand his thoughts, although the face does not mean everything , but sometimes a lot of things really depend on your appearance, at least, a good-looking face can bring you many opportunities."

"What about the scenery?"

"what?"

He asked: "Compared with an unattractive person, is the scenery more interested in getting to know a good-looking person?"

"Well..." She coughed embarrassingly, "Although I want to deny it, it's true."

Not only her, this is a common problem that many people have. When a good-looking person stands next to a not-so-good-looking person, others will subconsciously focus on the former.

The so-called color control is really a reasonable existence in ancient and modern China and abroad.

"I understand."

Feng Jing: "What do you understand?"

Xianmo didn't answer, just like the last time he heard the story of Snow White, he seemed to have a strange insight, and with this insight, he fell into his own world.

Then let the scenery's heart tickle.

Suddenly a Cuju sprang out and rolled to Xianmo's feet. He looked down, then looked up, and there was an eight or nine-year-old boy running in front of him.

When the little boy saw Xian Mo with the sword on his waist, he didn't dare to approach him. Then, he seemed to think of something, and his innocent eyes were stained with curiosity, "You... are you my brother?"

Xian Mo didn't deny it, but chuckled lightly, and asked casually, "Who are you?"

Looking at Xianmo in surprise, he who didn't like to smile before knows how to treat others with a smile?
"I'm Xianlong..." The little boy gave a big smile, "Big Brother, you are my Big Brother, right?"

I thought he was just an ordinary prince, but who would have expected that he would be the child of Concubine Yun.

Fengjing had never met Concubine Yun, so she couldn't judge the similarity between their mother and child, but seeing this child now, she held her face and sighed, "What a cute little Zhengtai."

"Huh." Xian Mo put away his laugh, and let out a soft snort.

"Cough..." Qingqing cleared her throat, "Of course she's not as cute as our Ah Mo."

But Xian Long looked at Xian Rang's suddenly changed face, blinking eyes that were about to overflow with mist, "Brother Emperor, don't you like Xian Long?"

(End of this chapter)