After being divorced, I picked up a fairy

Chapter 68

Chapter 68

    But when a thoughtful and intelligent person hears a sentence, he can't wait to tear it apart and smash it into pieces, so that several meanings can be interpreted in one sentence.

    Yuan Chu stared at Wu Jingjing at this moment, wondering whether she invited him into the palace because of her intention, or... Your Majesty?

    Is the emperor in the early days really a man with no heart? Just met once at Chu Hou's birthday banquet, so you dare to let Wuji's disciples enter the palace?

    Or do they have other plans?

    Although "close to the emperor", it was written in the Wujimen plan early on.

    But suddenly it was achieved so easily... On the contrary, Yuan Chu became uneasy.

    Yuan Chu moved his lips: "If this is what the Di Ji wants..."

    He was about to speak out and then dealt with the Di Ji for a few more words.

    "Ah!" Wu Jingjing finally couldn't hold back anymore, and sneezed loudly.

    Yuan Chu's voice was cut off.

    At this moment, a slender hand stretched out: "Where is your handkerchief?"

    "What?" Yuan Chu turned around in doubt, unable to react for a while.

    The owner of the slender hands said coldly: "Don't you always have a few handkerchiefs in your arms? Take them out."

    Yuan Chu frowned, looked at her and said, "Girl, what do you want this for?" He was puzzled She frowned, but instinctively took out a handkerchief from her bosom. Before he could do anything else, the woman tore the handkerchief away from his hand, and handed it to Wu Jingjing. in front of.

    Yuan Chu: "...?"

    "Why are you sick?" the woman asked Wu Jingjing.

    Wu Jingjing sniffed: "Who knows? I'm too fragile."

    After she finished speaking, she also fixed her eyes on the cold-tempered woman in front of her.

    A bun is worn on the woman's head, and a long hairpin is inserted obliquely between the buns. Two long ribbons hang from her ears, one is white and the other is blue. A few strands of hair and ribbons are mixed together. Moving with the wind, her face is even more cool and beautiful.

    She was thin, and the alchemist robe on her body was even more spacious. When the wind blew, the cuffs bulged up.

    But she stood there, motionless.

    Much like the elder sister Ye Zhijun.

    Wu Jingjing thought quietly.

    She has only met the senior sister twice in total. In this world, with the passage of time, her memory will inevitably become blurred. And when she was in Fuxizong, the elder sister's eyes were covered...

    Wu Jingjing wanted to recognize her, but she wasn't completely sure.

    Wu Jingjing hesitated for a moment, remembering when she entered the Flower Mirror...

    "Do you want to..." Touch me?

    Just as Wu Jingjing raised her head, the woman opened her mouth first: "Don't wipe your face?"

    Wu Jingjing reached out and grabbed the handkerchief.

    Yuan Chu suppressed the suspicion in his heart, and immediately said: "Young girl, how can you be so rude to Di Ji?"