About the fact that the heir of Huajian School is a girl

"The abyss? That's it?"

"!@#*￥%..."

"Don't get excited~"

Sirou winked playfully.

Seeing her sometimes shy and timid, sometimes bold and carefree, Li Qingcha felt a little moved, so he quickly got off the couch.

"Well...I have to go."

After she said this, she felt that she was more of a freeloader than Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Emmm...

However, it is hard to say, it depends on who takes the initiative.

Anyway, Li Qingcha can guarantee that he will be passive many times, much more.

Si Rou said, "You need to pay more attention to the Mid-Autumn Literary Festival. I'm afraid it will be more troublesome than the Autumn Hunt."

Li Qingcha knew very well that internal problems were always more difficult to deal with than external problems.

She pondered for a while and said, "Tell me, why did the emperor suddenly mention you?"

Sirou was stunned.

"What did you mention...um...you said?"

"No, I don't mean to cancel you. I just wonder if the emperor is just testing you? Does he have any other intentions?"

"This one……"

Sirou frowned in thought.

My father is a very thoughtful person, and ever since the bone case, his tendency to not show his emotions has become more and more obvious. Even someone as smart as Sirou is a little unsure.

she shook her head,

"Let's focus on the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Are you worried that the trouble won't just stop at the prince?"

"Yes, the folk literary gatherings have always been led by the second brother. He was robbed of his job, but he didn't show any dissatisfaction. What do you think is the reason?"

There are only two possibilities:

1. Guilty conscience,

Maybe the Second Prince was involved in the White Bones Case;

2. Save up your ultimate moves.

Li Qingcha said, "Don't let your imagination run wild. I won't take sides anyway. If the Second Prince wants to use this to make a fuss, I'm afraid he can only do something crooked."

Sirou nodded slowly.

"But no matter what, you must be careful. It's best to prepare poems suitable for the Mid-Autumn Festival in advance and write as many as you can."

Writing poems and lyrics...

Li Qingcha was somewhat helpless.

I don’t know if plagiarism is inevitable as long as you travel back to ancient times.

Chapter 514 Why hasn’t Lord Li arrived yet?

The moon at night became fuller day by day, and by August 14th, it was already a nearly full moon.

Li Qingcha had to attend a literary gathering, so he didn't have dinner.

Luo Weiyang accompanied him.

The two of them took a carriage to Fanlou near Bailu Academy, which was the venue for today's literary gathering.

There was a commotion outside the car.

The girl lifted a corner of the car curtain, looked at the surrounding stalls, and curiously watched the craftsman carving lanterns. Then he put candles in them and placed them around, attracting children to come over and gather around.

A breeze blew from time to time, and the wine sign was swaying back and forth, as if it could blow into the girl's heart.

She muttered, "Well... the moon is not very far away."

Li Qingcha said, "The moon is full on the 16th, not to mention it's only the 14th today."

"You are superstitious. Sixteen is not right. There have been eight months so far this year, and the fullest moon has only occurred once on the sixteenth. The rest of the time it has occurred on the fourteenth, fifteenth, and even seventeenth. The fifteenth has been the most, four times!"

"Superstitious? You're talking about me?"

Li Qingcha was confused.

Luo Weiyang sticks out her tongue cutely.

"Anyway, the sorcerers of the Star-Picking Tower are the best at stargazing. What you said is wrong."

Li Qingcha rolled his eyes at the other person.

"Girl, do you have to force me to discuss serious topics like the calendar and the movement of stars during the holidays? Let me tell you, these are very difficult~"

"No, no, no, my little head can't hold it anymore."

"..."

Luo Weiyang stuck out her tongue, maliciously acting cute,

Li Qingcha was speechless. He had no idea what to do with the little girl.

puff!

The girl chuckled, leaned on Li Qingcha's arm, and whispered, "It's Mid-Autumn Festival, so I should relax a little. I don't want to become an old pedant like my senior brothers."

Speaking of age alone, those warlocks are not very old, and it is a bit of an exaggeration to call them "old scholars".

Li Qingcha didn't make any comment.

The quiet inside the carriage was in stark contrast to the noisy streets outside.

Luo Weiyang was curious and wanted to feel the rise and fall of Li Qingcha's body with his breathing, but she found that Li Qingcha exhaled to the root and inhaled to the stem, which was a typical Taoist feature.

She couldn't help but curl her lips and wanted to ask something, but the words changed when they came to her lips.

"Brother Li, I have made another breakthrough recently."

Warlock 7th Grade: Refiner,

This level is very interesting, allowing the warlock to refine magic tools, constantly accumulate in the process, and then seek to break through.

Emmm...

It's a bit like life skills in a game.

Of course, if you are as good as Jianzheng, you can make glass with your bare hands.

That thing is something Li Qingcha cannot understand at all at the moment, both from a scientific and a cultivation perspective. Science cannot explain it, and cultivation has yet to figure out the answer.

She asked, “When did you break through?”

Luo Weiyang looked up.

"Look at me, have I changed?"

"Changes... well... come to think of it, your skin has gradually returned to its original radiance, but the changes are so subtle that it's hard to feel."

"Well, the aftereffects of the Life-Transferring Formation are almost gone. This is all thanks to Brother Li."

Li Qingcha shook his head.

The little girl became like that in order to save me, and the most I could do was to make up for my mistake.

Luo Weiyang's eyes twinkled like bright stars.

She came over.

"Are you and Senior Sister together?"

Li Qingcha: ???

"How did you..."

"I'm a girl, I can feel some things."

"..."

The girl lowered her head.

"It was obviously me first."

Li Qingcha coughed.

"Well...if we calculate it according to time, to be precise, and frame the proposition in a rigorous and scientifically logical framework, we will come to a completely opposite conclusion."

"Speak nicely."

"Actually, he came here before he left."

Luo Weiyang glared at Li Qingcha, then moved closer and put her hand on Li Qingcha's shoulder.

Li Qingcha was puzzled.

"What are you doing? I'm still... Hey, hey, hey! Stop picking at my clothes..."

Luo Weiyang: I bite!

hiss……

Li Qingcha felt a little pain.

After a while, Luo Weiyang left and said, "Brother Li, you don't know how to coax a girl."

Li Qingcha: “…”

She was speechless for a while, then reminded: "It must be made clear that I am also a girl."

"Oh~"

"What's that weird tone of yours?"

"What's the matter? You are a girl too, so you also need someone to comfort you?"

"That's not necessary."

"(ˉ▽￣~) Cut~~"

The girl looked at Li Qingcha with disdain.

I despise you.jpg.

Li Qingcha remained speechless.

Luo Weiyang couldn't help but sneered, then stretched and said, "Actually, you are quite good at coaxing girls. I felt unhappy just now, but now I feel much better."

Of course, Li Qingcha probably had teeth marks on his shoulders.

She asked, “Why are you unhappy?”

"What do you think~"

"But it is true that he came before leaving..."

"!@#*￥%..."

Luo Weiyang felt that she would suffer a great loss if she only took a bite.

At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped, and the driver's voice came from outside: "Master Li, it's bad! Things are very troublesome!"

The tone was very panicked.

Li Qingcha was a little surprised, thinking to himself, how could there be a problem for a cultivator like him to sit in the car?

She bent forward and pulled the curtains open.

Instantly, the scene before her startled her.

I saw a bunch of beautiful girls walking on the way to Fanlou, gathering in twos and threes, talking in low voices from time to time, then covering their faces with their light silk fans, smiling shyly.

This scene was no less spectacular than when the Seventh Prince selected his princess consort.