Rong Xiu finally realized belatedly that these two young ancestors seemed not as easy to serve as he had imagined.
He took a deep breath, met Chu Liuyue's clear eyes, and was finally defeated.
".good."
Just keep waiting.
He was used to it anyway.
Rong Xiu thought expressionlessly.
Chu Liuyue looked at his forehead, which seemed to be covered with a thin layer of sweat, and his jaw was still a little tense, feeling distressed and amused at the same time.
She rushed over and hugged him, nuzzling his neck gently.
“The boy’s father is great!”
Rong Xiu: "."
I don’t really want to be praised at this time.
It's a pity that there is no room to display it now.
He gently rubbed her soft hair and smelled the familiar faint fragrance of her body, and the restlessness in his heart was suppressed a little.
"You have a good rest first, I'll go out for a while."
Chu Liuyue looked up at him strangely: "What are you busy with?"
Rong Xiu curled his fingers slightly and tapped her forehead.
"Look for Yun Muchen and the others to discuss and discuss."
If you have too much anger, you always have to vent it out.
Coupled with the disrespectful reactions of the two little guys just now, Rong Xiu always had a bad feeling in his heart.
The small gift Yun Muchen sent last time is probably not enough, and more blessings are needed.
Rong Xiu knew very well what he had planned, but he couldn't let his crow mouth continue talking.
Chu Liuyue thought of the previous scene of the two "discussing" and couldn't help but silently shed tears of sympathy for Yun Muchen in her heart.
She nodded with great concern:
"Be careful and don't beat anyone to death."
Rong Xiu nodded:
"Know."
So on this day, the Huanshen Palace was turbulent again.
The emperor and Mr. Yun had an inseparable and hearty discussion. It is said that Mr. Yun finally expressed his gratitude and asked someone to help him sew a small skirt overnight and gave it to the emperor and Yueshen.
Hearing this news, of course the others couldn't sit still.
The first one to react was Chu Ning.
He asked for a lot of needles and threads and soft fabrics from the Illusion Temple, took them directly back to his residence, and started sewing things like socks.
Shangguan You heard the news and hurried over to investigate the situation.
I thought Chu Ning, a grown man, must be very bad at this kind of thing, but when Shangguan You saw those pairs of delicate and beautiful socks, his whole body felt bad.
Not to mention there is a whole set of clothes next to it, including a goose yellow embroidered bib!
And what Chu Ning had in hand was exactly the same second set.
Shangguan You's eyes widened in shock, and his fingers trembled slightly.
"You sewed all these yourself?!"
Chu Ning then raised his head, with a calm expression on his face, but there was a hint of pride and showoff.
"Well, it's me, what's wrong?"
Shangguan You gasped.
When did Chu Ning have such ability!
Little did he know that Chu Liuyue lost her mother when she was young, and it was Chu Ning who had been raising her alone.
He is really good at taking care of little girls.
Shangguanyou originally wanted to spy on the enemy, but found that the enemy was too strong and he had no chance of winning, so he finally went back in disgrace.
I worked hard for three days without burning a midnight oil, but except for dozens of needle holes on my hands, there was no improvement.
Shangguan You meditated hard and finally found his way back. He started reading various books to Chu Liuyue.
There are some things he can't do, but he can always find something he's good at!
But such good times did not last long.
He soon discovered that there were many people competing for this job, including Taizu.
There was no way, Chu Liuyue only had so much time in a day, and they couldn't compete with Rong Xiu or Dugu Mobao, so they could only divide the limited time and let everyone take turns.
It's sad, but you can't give up the fight!
It is said that during pregnancy, the child can hear sounds. Wouldn't it be possible to leave a good impression by saying a few words
As a result, the competition for prenatal education in the Fantasy Temple has entered a fierce stage.
In such a warm atmosphere, the wedding date of the Eighth Divine Envoy and Zuo Divine General is gradually approaching.
The day before the wedding, lights and colors were decorated everywhere and it was very lively.
And Zichen and Tuanzi finally returned to Huanshen Palace on this day.
Before the two of them arrived at Tianmen, they heard a commotion inside, and fireworks bloomed in the sky, brilliant and dazzling.
It was already evening at this time, the sky was a bit dark, and the stars in the sky were extremely bright.
Wu Yao, who had already received the news, was already waiting for the two of them at Tianmen. When he heard the news, he quickly looked up.
He first saw the man standing in front.
Wearing a black outfit, he is tall and has handsome features.
Wu Yao grinned and said hello:
"Zi Chen!"
When Zichen saw him, his usually cold expression softened a bit, and he nodded.
"I heard from the master that you have recovered before, but I never had the chance to see you. Today I finally got to see you!"
As Wu Yao spoke, he walked towards this side with a hearty laugh.
Zichen is the contracted monster of the master, and they have lived and died together for many years. Thirteen Yue has already regarded Zichen as his family.
Of course I am happy to see him safe and sound now.
It's a blessing.
"By the way, where is Tuanzi?"
Wu Yao suddenly remembered something and scratched his head.
"Didn't she come back with you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, before Zi Chen could reply, a small head suddenly popped out from behind him.
A pretty little face came into view.
"Brother Wu Yao!"
Wu Yao was surprised.
He knew just now that someone was coming with Zi Chen, but looking at it, it seemed to be a girl. He thought it was a friend Zi Chen brought back with him, so he didn't pay too much attention.
But why does the girl in front of me sound so familiar
And that face, that aura that spreads all over his body.
Wu Yao's eyes suddenly widened:
"Duango!?"
Tuanzi blinked.
"It's me! Brother Wu Yao, can't you recognize me?"
Wu Yao covered his chest, in disbelief.
The shock was so violent that he couldn't bear it for a while!
How long did it take for that soft little ball to grow into such a beautiful and slim girl
Tuanzi couldn't wait to run inside.
"Where's Ah Yue! I haven't seen Ah Yue for a long time!"
Wu Yao subconsciously said: "The master is in the main hall of the Fantasy Temple."
Just as he finished speaking, Jiu felt a gust of wind pass by his ears.
The dumpling has disappeared.
Wu Yao was stunned, still a little confused.
Zichen briefly explained a few words and quickly followed.
Wu Yao finally regained consciousness, turned around and patted his thigh:
"Oh! Our dumplings are so beautiful when they grow up!"
The Huanshen Palace was particularly noisy and lively today.
The night is intertwined with fireworks, and people come and go.
Zichen chased Tuanzi.
However, before arriving at the Fantasy Temple, Zichen saw Tuanzi suddenly stop in front of a small alley.
He breathed a sigh of relief, slowed down and stepped forward:
"how-"
Before he finished speaking, he raised his eyes and saw two people very close to each other in the narrow and dark alley.
The tall and thin man leaned back against the wall and leaned over slightly.
One of his hands was holding the sword, while the other hand was tightly holding a woman's slender waist.
In front of him, the graceful and charming woman was holding his neck, standing on tiptoes to kiss him.
The ambiguous and charming breath almost broke through the night.
Zichen's eyebrows jumped, and he immediately raised his hand and covered Tuanzi's eyes with one hand.
Yesterday's chapter has been blocked and may require two or three days of review. Everyone was worried because the emperor was disliked by the children and didn't get any meat again, haha.
(End of chapter)