At this moment, several people walked towards the Nuwa Temple together.

Along the way, Qing'er rarely left Su Yi, whom she liked most infatuated in her usual life, and instead threw herself into the arms of the woman in white. She kept snuggling tightly beside the woman in white, asking her origin in a delicate voice, asking her why she felt so close to her...

Faced with Qing'er's fickleness, Su Yi had no jealousy, or... Qing'er's actions saved him a lot of effort. If the innocent Qing'er asked, there would be no flaws. It would be easier to find out the origin of the woman in front of him.

And as Qing'er intimately asked, the woman in white didn't hide anything and just said it directly, but...

As he listened, Su Yi's face gradually became strange.

You said your name is Qingxia?

I'm not entering the plane of "American Journey to the West", right?

This is obviously a lie!

And one of your maids is named Bixia and the other is Caixia. You name yourself Qingxia... Are you on par with your maid?

It is obvious that the names Qing'er and Caixia are combined directly together?

Lies are so insincere.

However, I came from the overseas fairy mountain and was a scattered practitioner of qigong. I had not been to the Shang Dynasty for many years. Now I am here. I will pay special homage to the Nuwa who created all things in the world.

This... is half true and half false, and seems to be quite right.

Could it be that the name is fake, but my guess is true?

Su Yi secretly thought in his heart, comparing the woman in front of him with Sanxiao she had seen in the original work, and seeing which Xiao she looked more like...

He looked at Qing'er and the woman in white chatting and talking. Xiaohuan just followed him obediently, without saying a word, as if he was completely following Su Yi's leader.

She has always been so well-behaved.

As for Artoria's words, she no longer had to talk. There were seven or eight strings of candied haws left in the straw stalk. It was obvious that after eating so much sweetness in one go, she was already a little nauseous. But as she said, hunger is the enemy, waste is the enemy, and having such delicious food is the enemy, and being picky and unwilling to eat is the enemy...

She was trying to eat up all the rest.

Caixia, who had been following the woman in white, was already shocked at this moment.

Is this still her always arrogant and indifferent empress?

Although the Empress has created sentient beings with compassion, it is just for merit. The real Empress has never been a person who is too compassionate... She may even have a little bad temper, a little impatient, a little willful and ignorant...

One thing is extremely confirmed, that is, the Empress never takes those mortals seriously. Even if the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Orthodox Sect and others come to visit the worshipping stele, although she will meet, she just sees the face of their master Yuan Tianzun.

There is no way, Nuwa has the capital to be so arrogant.

But now, except for the blond-haired alien woman, the others seem to be very strong... Why does the Empress care so much about these people? Not only did she think hard about it and make up a set of lies to deceive them, Caixia could see that the Empress deceived them, but she was just afraid that she would scare them when she told her identity!

Is this a bit too considerate?

Moreover, the Empress seemed to have even forgiven her incompetent fool sister, just because the man mentioned her name?

So is the Empress so easy to talk to?

Thinking about...

She looked at the man in blue shirt.

Is the name Qingxia Qing'er Qing'er Qing'er Qing'er Qing'er Qing'er Qing'er Qing'er?

Thinking of it, Caixia suddenly had an unknown premonition. Could it be that the hateful old man before, he was actually right. The Queen Mother is really moving?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Although it sounds horrible at first glance, she looks at her performance now...

It's really possible!!!

Just as I was thinking about it, the Nuwa Temple was already in front of me.

"Here, it's here."

Su Yi, who smiled silently throughout the whole process, said: "I just came a few days ago, but I know some procedures. If Miss Qingxia wants to visit, it is best to get incense from here."

"OK!"

Qingxia...

Or Nuwa, with a novel smile on her face, she followed Su Yi's footsteps, went to an old temple to pick up the incense, and then she naturally burned incense on her statue of her god, and thought to herself that the feeling of burning incense on her is really interesting.

As soon as the thought fell, I was stunned and suddenly realized, "Oh, why did I forget it?" I came here to see what kind of erotic poems and lyrics that King Zhou wrote for me... Why did I forget the serious matter when I chatted with that cute little girl Qing'er just now?

Now I am about to carefully search for my statue...

Qing'er's sweet and silly voice was already heard in his ears.

"Senior... I heard from others that you left a poem on Nuwa, right?"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What?!!

Nuwa, who was standing in front of her statue, suddenly changed her face, and Caixia next to her, became even more angry in an instant.

Looking at Su Yi in shock.

Could it be that this handsome man who gives me a kind feeling is the foolish king King Zhou?

he……

He was flirting with himself and left a lewd poem on himself?

Is he the last emperor of the Shang Dynasty destined to die?

For a moment, Nuwa seemed ashamed and angry as she was, as if she was gloating, and as if she felt regretful...

The complexity of emotions is even beyond my expectations.

So, is the name Su Yi also his pseudonym?

Although she was extremely angry, she was still instinctively holding Caixia who was almost attacking her. For a moment, she felt a little lucky in her heart. Fortunately, this guy who didn't hate left a poem on her. After all, what had happened had seemed easier to accept if it was him.

Su Yi smiled and said, "Of course, you know that if I see Nuwa, it will definitely be difficult to control. Leaving a poem to praise her appearance should not be too much, right?"???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

Could it be that you really have any connection with me?

Nuwa felt a little curious. When she saw this man before, she suddenly felt a sense of intimacy in her heart, but for some reason, but now, she can't feel this intimacy at all. Apart from making herself feel that this man is pretty good, she has no other feeling.

What's going on?

Thinking of this, Nuwa asked, "Brother Su, I heard from Sister Qing'er that you actually left a poem on Nuwa's body? Nuwa has divine power, how did you avoid her divine power?"

“Is there any?”

Su Yi raised his eyebrows and said confusedly: "I just saw Nuwa as beautiful, so I wrote poems as soon as I wanted to write. I didn't think so much, and no one dared to stop me... Besides, such beautiful poems, of course, only such beautiful people as Nuwa and as beautiful as the country and the country are beautiful."

"Oh? Where is the poem?"

“On the legs.”

He actually wrote the poem on my lap?!!!

Even though I had a good impression of Su Yi, Nuwa still couldn't help but feel an irresistible anger in her heart. What's wrong with your question? It's actually...

Following Su Yi's hand, she finally saw the poem written by the guy.

Sure enough, although his statue is a statue with a height of equal body proportions, because there is a platform under his feet, from the perspective of a human being, his height is facing his thigh.

And this hateful guy actually put poetry on his thigh...

If this wisp of divine thought is not retracted, it will cause great losses and may even cause damage. But now the poem is written on the leg, this...

If you think carefully, it would be better not to take it back, right?

only……

At this moment, Nuwa finally saw the true appearance of the four poems.

Very bizarre...

It is not a poem of different lengths, but two neat lines of words, separated by strange things in the middle, each with seven characters. However, although it is only 28 characters, it seems to hide a person's most sincere praise.

This... is not a lewd poem.

The clouds think of clothes and flowers think of appearance, the spring breeze blows on the railings and the dew is thick...

……………………………………………………

Nuwa was infatuated for a moment, and her heart was surging, and she didn't know what kind of emotions she was.
Chapter completed!