The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 2012 Deep Roots of Love (2200+ words)
I don't know how long the years are in the mountains, and it has been hundreds of years with the snap of my fingers.

Because the planes that the little fox travels through have accumulated a lot of merit and points, the resurrection of the souls of the relatives by the little fox is easier than the little fox imagined.

And after the father and mother reshaped their spirit bodies and restored their immortal power, the little fox didn't need to take care of others all the time, because they would soon do these things for them.

In the past few hundred years, there have been many admirers of little foxes who have come to Qingqiu one after another.

For example, the second prince of the mermaid tribe, the crown prince of the East Sea Dragon tribe, and the Daochen Xianjun of Beichen Mountain, and some who can’t even remember the names of little foxes, and don’t bother to arrange them again...

But for these people, the little fox declined to meet them all. The reasons were very simple. The Qingqiu clan hadn't fully cultivated their health and restored their former prosperity, so they really didn't want to meet outsiders.

On the contrary, Feng Yemo, the little fox's cheap senior brother, has been here a few times, and the little fox has seen him all the time.

Because this is not a foreigner.

Before Feng Yemo became a monk, he and Su Qinghuan were brothers and sisters under the sect of the Supreme One True God.

Hundreds of years of time have made this current Brahma Buddha more and more compassionate and divine, and he has also contributed a lot to the little fox's way of resurrecting his relatives.

After all, meditation already has the merit of transmutation, coupled with the pure heart of Feng Yemo Buddha, many souls who have not yet cultivated spiritual wisdom become more and more dependent on him.

Sometimes, when the little fox sees Feng Yemo dressed in a Zen robe and lecturing in a calm and serious manner, he wonders whether the narcissistic phoenix that escapes publicity in his memory is not a fake during the millenniums of time he spent with him.

Sometimes when he gets upset, the little fox will roll his eyes at Feng Yemo, and call him a dead bald donkey instead of a dead phoenix.

But Feng Yemo didn't need to be annoyed, he still looked at the little fox with a gentle smile on his face, at most he had no choice but to indulge in a word of junior sister.

Originally, Su Qinghuan's parents saw that Feng Yemo was so kind to the little fox, and they were a little suspicious whether Feng Yemo was a little envious of his own daughter, otherwise why did he put so much effort into Qingqiu's affairs?

It's just that he is a monk after all, and he wants to inherit the mantle of the first seat of Brahma, so Su's father and Su's mother don't know what to say about this matter.

But one day, at the moment when Su's father and Su's mother hesitated to speak, the Brahma Buddha in white Zen clothes clasped his hands together and smiled slightly.

"After Taiyi Master Yu Huaxian has gone, it is also right for the little monk to take care of my junior sister."

Really, is it just the love between brothers and sisters?
Su's father and Su's mother were a little dumb for a moment.

And Feng Yemo lowered his eyebrows and drooped his eyes, his gorgeous and clear eyes could not reveal any real emotions, but a small pure white flower unique to Qingqiu drifted down leisurely and landed on Feng Yemo's palm.

The young man in monk clothes folded his palms together, carefully put the little white flower in his palm, and then nodded goodbye to Su's father and Su's mother.

And when driving the cloud away, Feng Yemo spread out his palm, and he was the only one who saw that the little white flower was slightly reddened in his palm——

In the end, it emits a jade-colored, almost illusory, gorgeous halo.

This is Qingqiu's unique love flower.

If a person does not have the person he loves and loves in his heart, it will only be pure white.

But if it turns red and emits a halo, it means that it has deep roots in love for the person it admires.

And if it turns into a thick black ink color, it means that there is only complete hatred for the one you love.

Seeing the change of Qingqiu's love flower, Feng Yemo's dense eyelashes trembled slightly, but in her heart she only felt that it was so true, and she was not surprised at all.

A sigh escaped from the youth's magnificent lips.

——If that person is a junior sister.

—How could he not like it?
After all... When she was studying under the master's door, her junior sister was innocent and innocent at that time, with a pair of black and white fox eyes that were big and agile.

She jumped down from a peach blossom tree, and her clothes fluttered in a fluttering fashion, but Feng Yemo could only see the girl's beady eyes smiling at him.

"Hey, are you Feng Qing, the young master of the Phoenix Clan? I haven't seen the real body of Phoenix yet. Since you are Phoenix, can you show me your wings?"

With Jinghong's glance, a seed of mortals had already been planted in Feng Yemo's heart.

That seed took root and sprouted in his heart, and finally grew into a towering tree.

The overwhelming love trapped him, but also made him strong.

But at that time, Feng Yemo didn't understand what the slightly itchy emotion in his heart was, he just felt annoyed, after all, it was very rude to show the phoenix wings in front of others at will.

So at that time, Feng Yemo also opened the black folding fan in his hand, his waist-hip long black hair fluttered, and his peach blossom eyes, which were somewhat smoky and watery, were frivolously raised.

"What a crazy girl, you want me to show my real body? I've never seen a pure white Qingqiu nine-tailed fox, why don't you show me nine tails first?"

"..."

At that time, Su Qinghuan was really unhappy, so she pouted her lips, gave Feng Yemo a blank look, and then lay lazily on the peach blossom tree again.

"Dead Phoenix thinks beautifully. I made the request first. If you want to see my tail, you have to show your real body first."

While speaking, her plain silk was layered on top of each other, hanging loosely along the peach blossom tree, and through the shadows of the flowers, one could vaguely see the girl's plain white cheeks and jade-like jaw.

Even if you can't see the facial features clearly, it still makes people feel beautiful like a dream in a trance.

……

That was a scene that Feng Yemo would always remember.

The woman's dress as gorgeous as a cloud, her long hair as black as a crow's feather, and those bright fox eyes like autumn water, he will never forget and linger in his dreams all his life.

However, when they met for the first time, after the two got to know each other well, the little fox's description said that the first meeting was very unpleasant, and he felt that he was very out of temper with this dead phoenix.

Because Su Qinghuan has been Qingqiu's youngest imperial concubine since she was a child, plus she is attractive in appearance, and has been used to being self-willed and arrogant since she was a child. Only others dote on her, so how can anyone dare to hate her?
However, Feng Yemo's description of the little fox was just a smile, or a smile without saying a word.

How could that meeting be unpleasant?
It's just that he can't forget it, but to her, it's just a simple past memory.

……

But in the subsequent relationship, Feng Yemo was never willing to admit that he fell in love at first sight with a domineering little Qingqiu girl.

After all, whoever asks someone to meet him for the first time is to see his phoenix tail feathers, and to tell him to die of a phoenix.

Moreover, this little girl, Junior Sister, is not very old, but her complexion is too beautiful, and her beauty is known everywhere.

Even if she had no intention of showing mercy, she incurred countless peach blossom debts.

33 Zhongtian, which one doesn't have an admirer for the junior sister?

Among them are many young talents who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Feng Yemo.

It's just that at that time he didn't want to admit the love in his heart, so he could only feign disgust and laugh at the little fox.

"Junior sister, you have so many ministers under your skirt, it's a pity that you have made a marriage contract since you were young, but the prince of the clan of that day treats you honestly. If you rescind that marriage contract, which admirer would you choose?" , to be your lord?"

"Is it the second prince of the merman race, or the superb Beichen Xianjun, or something else?"

Unexpectedly, the little fox was not fooled by him, and even retorted in the mood.

"To each other, brother, you have a lot of romantic debts. I have seen that more and more female fairies have come to us recently to beg to see you. Which one do you plan to marry, brother?"

"..."

Feng Yemo was dumbfounded for a moment.

(End of this chapter)