Quick Transmigration: The Second Female Lead is Poisonous

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

After bidding farewell to Lan Zhao, the scenery accompanied Xianmo on the road to Huiyi and Gong. She looked at his face and the wound Lan Zhao left during the actual battle, and she was heartbroken, "That Lan Zhao acted too lightly. , How can I hurt you? And also scratched your face, what if you leave scars?"

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

When the scenery heard it, she was afraid that this child would believe it. She would have large and small scars on her body in the future. She hurriedly said: "Amo, please listen to me. You can't have any injuries, especially you. There are scars on your face. If there are too many scars on your face and you won’t look so beautiful anymore, then you won’t find a wife in the future.”

Xian Mo stopped, he thought for a while, and asked seriously, "Is it to look at your face when looking for a wife?"

"That's not all..." The scenery carefully analyzed him, "But you have to know that when a person looks good, others will come in contact with him and understand his thoughts, although the face does not mean everything. , But sometimes a lot of things are really just about looking at your face, at least, a good-looking face can bring you many opportunities."

"What about the scenery?"

"what?"

He asked: "Compared to a person who is not good-looking, will scenery be more interested in meeting that person who is good-looking?"

"Well..." She coughed embarrassedly, "Although I want to deny it, it is true."

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

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

"I understand."

Scenery: "What do you understand?"

Xian Mo didn't answer, just like when he heard the story of Snow White last time, he seemed to have a strange understanding, and he plunged into his own world with his own understanding.

Then let the heart of scenery tickle.

Suddenly a Cuju jumped out and rolled to the feet of Xian Mo. He looked down and then raised his head. An eight or nine-year-old boy ran in front of him.

The little boy saw the Xianmo with a sword on his waist and did not dare to approach. Then, he seemed to have thought of something again, and his innocent eyes became curious, "You... are you my emperor brother?"

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

The scenery looked at Xianmo in amazement. He, who didn't like to smile before, knew that smile treated people?

"I'm Xianlong..." The little boy grinned with a big smile, "Brother Big Emperor, you are my Brother Big Emperor, right?"

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

Scenery has never seen Concubine Yun, so she can't judge the similarity between their mother and child, but now that she sees this child, she sighs with her face in her face, "What a cute little Zhengma."

"Humph." Xian Mo put aside his smile and let out a snort.

"Ah..." Feng Guang cleared his throat, "Of course it is still not as cute as our Amo."

Xianlong looked at Xianrang's suddenly changing face, blinking eyes that were about to overflow with mist, "Brother Dahuang, don't you like Xianlong?"