This fairy is wrong

Northern Territory, Dragon Palace.

Song Yun half hugged Ao Bei, his face was pale: "Ma'am, what do you think of this coral, it was just collected by my husband the day before yesterday."

"Brother Yun, I heard that the turmoil in the sea eye has intensified again, why do you have the heart to collect this for me?"

There was a slight gleam in Song Yun's eyes, and he quickly covered it up with a smile: "Madam, don't worry, I will leave some trivial matters to my husband. My husband also sent someone to collect it for you because he saw that the coral was very good. "Ao Bei didn't have any doubts, he turned his head to admire the bright red coral.

"Report!" A shrimp soldier rushed in, disturbing the warmth of the room.

Ao Beifeng raised his eyebrows slightly, and said displeasedly, "What's the fuss about?"

Xia Bing took a breath, and hurriedly said: "Report to the princess consort, two people fell near the sea eye. Because I don't know their origin, my subordinates dare not be self-reliant, so I came here to ask the concubine and the princess for instructions."

Ao Bei's beautiful eyes moved around, and he couldn't believe it: "It's strange, there is a big formation of my dragon clan blocking the sea eye for hundreds of miles, how could someone fall into it. Could it be that group of things are about to come out?"

Xia Bing also echoed: "Who said it wasn't? At first, my subordinates thought it was because they were old and dim-sighted, so they looked at the array with worry. It was really not the group of monsters, but two people. But it's really strange. Those two people are less than ten steps away from Haiyan."

Song Yun's tone gradually became higher: "Could it be, could it be..."

"Husband, what's wrong with you?"

Song Yun grabbed Xia Bing and said, "Where are those two people? Take me there!"

Xia Bing was so frightened that his legs went limp: "Yes, yes, this subordinate will take you, son-in-law."

After a while of fuss, Lin Chen and Wen Lan were rescued by Song Yun.

After coming out of Lin Chen's recovery room, Ao Bei carefully closed the door and said in a low voice, "My husband is so anxious today, what is the reason?"

Song Yun smiled wryly, and suddenly hugged Ao Bei tightly into his arms under Ao Bei's puzzled eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Don't move, let me hug you for a while."

Ao Bei was taken aback by his husband's sudden movement, but he still put the bracelet around Song Yun's waist, hoping to calm Song Yun's restlessness.

After a long time, Song Yun let out a long sigh of relief: "Huh, it's done."

Ao Bei was smart enough not to ask Song Yun why he lost his composure all of a sudden, but just asked, "Is it better?"

"Better."

"Has the husband thought about what to say to the concubine?"

"Chan'er's fate should be among these two, so I can't help but be in no hurry for my husband."

"Is that the beautiful woman I went to see just now?" Ao Bei asked tentatively, thinking about his baby daughter.Like most people, Ao Bei also likes good-looking people.Although I only saw Wen Lan once, I still had a good impression of him.

Song Yun shook his head slowly: "No."

"Then it's the woman in purple? How could it be!" Ao Bei said in surprise.She had also seen that purple-clothed woman, her bones were completely broken, not to mention that there was not a piece of good meat in her body, and she was full of resentment.Even if all the elixir of Dragon Palace is exhausted, whether he can survive tonight is still in doubt.How can such a seriously injured person affect the fate of his daughter.

"Ma'am, don't underestimate that purple-clothed woman. People who are still alive in this situation are blessed by destiny. And in my husband's opinion, most of her severe injuries, which were completely broken, were caused by saving others." .”

Ao Bei became interested: "How did you see it?"

"The handprint is on the back of the heart, there are only two possibilities, to block someone's move or to run away and be caught up. But Madam, you have also seen that when we rescued her, she was placed under the plain-clothed woman, obviously suffering from physical injuries. How can this kind of person be the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? This kind of upright demeanor of sacrificing one's life for righteousness really makes us men ashamed. If she is a man... If she is a man, she should let her shoot as a husband place."

Ao Bei is not happy now, her husband is good in everything, but there is one thing that has irritated her for many years.I used to be quite knowledgeable and interesting, but I didn't dare to say it.Now that I've bumped into it, don't blame her for taking politics class.

"Husband, this concubine has a story, do you want to listen to it?"

Song Yun was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized that it was going to be bad.Thinking that his wife was a tyrant in Beihai when she was young, she tossed the whole Beihai upside down, and every sea tribe would back away when they saw her, for fear of running too late and being overtaken.The father-in-law and mother-in-law have been busy packing up until she was two hundred years old. Although she has restrained her temper a lot after marrying her as a wife, her temperament in her bones is hard to change.Although it is telling a story, the sarcasm and sarcasm are definitely indispensable.

Song Yun, who didn't know where he provoked his wife, could only sit down obediently and listen to a story about scolding Huai with ten fingers.

"It is said that Empress Nuwa made people according to herself. She first pinched a man and a woman, and then let them go to the river to play in the sand. When Empress Nuwa pinched No.20 clay figurine, she found that she had The clay figurines made have been beaten into a ball, or nineteen and one."

"Madam, my husband has never heard of this story."

Ao Beifeng stared, Song Yun immediately stopped the flag and drums.Ao Bei said angrily, "There are so many stories you haven't heard."

Song Yun cupped his hands and begged for mercy: "It's because of my husband's slip of the tongue, please trouble Madam to continue."

"Huh. Empress Nuwa went over and asked, why did you fight? The first man created said that he first piled the river sand into a square, so the next nine men also followed the gourd to draw the river. The pile of sand formed a square."

Song Yun interjected: "Isn't this pretty good? How could there be a fight?"

"That's right, Empress Nuwa also asked the same question as your husband. How did you start a fight? It turns out that it was because the first created woman arranged the river sand into a triangle, and the eight subsequent women did the same. It was a triangle, but the tenth female clay figurine broke the rules and arranged the river sand into a square."

Song Yun is still shrouded in clouds and mist. He doesn't know what kind of medicine his wife sells in the gourd. He wondered, "Just because of such a trivial matter?"

Ao Bei spread his hands, nodded and said, "That's right, that's how the fight started. Empress Nuwa asked those little male clay figurines why they beat them? The group of little male clay figurines were very angry, thinking that they had been plagiarized. Creativity. Empress Nuwa nodded without comment, and instead asked those little female clay figurines, why did they help the little male clay figurines beat up their sisters?" Seeing that Song Yun was not interested, Ao Bei pushed him and asked: " Husband, guess, how did the group of female clay figurines answer Nuwa Empress?"

Song Yun thought for a while and said, "I guess it's because the woman who made the sand into a square betrayed them."

"My husband is so smart, that's what those female clay figurines answered."

"what's next."

"Next, Empress Nuwa asked the last little clay figurine with a bruised nose and a swollen face, why did he pile it up into a square? Husband, guess again, what did that little clay figurine say?"

Song Yun thought for a long time, and finally said helplessly: "Madam, please forgive my husband for being stupid. I really don't know about my husband."

"The little female clay figurine said that the different bodies given by the sage are determined by God and cannot be changed. There may be differences in strength, but the character and temperament are not assigned to anyone. Women and men have no fixed potential. Women can change Bow and straddle horses, killing decisively. Men can also weave cloth and sew clothes, charming and charming. So she can also pile up a square of sand, and would rather die than change. The woman is the leader of the tribe and makes a living by gathering, fishing and hunting."

Song Yun has regained his composure now, this is just cursing at him for saying that the woman is a man just now.It's fine for others, he can pretend that he doesn't understand and get away with it.But facing his wife, Song Yun had to send his right cheek after being slapped on the left cheek.In short, if he doesn't make a statement today, he will definitely have to play the floor for the next three months.

Song Yun stood up, shaking his robe, and saluted solemnly: "Just now I made a slip of the tongue on behalf of my husband, and I hope Madam will forgive me. But..." Song Yun thought for a while, and then asked the question in his heart: "The lady told this story It is recorded in He Dian and any book, why has my husband never heard of it?"

Ao Bei let out a chuckle, and seeing Song Yun's still confused face, he smiled and said, "Idiot. I think, with the sageness of Empress Nuwa, it should be so."

"Should it be so?" Song Yun realized after repeating a few words: "Madam, you..." The words did not continue, and the two of them laughed together.

Lin Chen, who was in a coma, kept repeating a dream. She dreamed of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, dreamed of countless wives scattered, families destroyed, ruined city walls, and withered vegetation.There is no life in the world, and she is the only one who goes against the crowd to find the original reason.Gradually dark, no, this is no longer pure darkness, but chaos.Chaos surrounded her, and she couldn't get out of that chaos...

"Ah!" Lin Chen suddenly opened his eyes, spit out a ball of dirty blood from his heart, and then lay back on the bed again, passing out.

Ao Bei who rushed over later asked, "Husband, how is she?" It was very difficult for Ao Bei to deal with her daughter's fate.

"It's okay, God wouldn't accept such a variable fate of hers." Song Yun put down his pulse-diagnosing hand, and let go of his hanging heart.

Only then did Ao Bei feel relieved: "That's good."

Just as Song Yun was about to leave, the Qiankun bag on the bedside caught his attention. After he calmed down and discerned the logo on it, he asked tremblingly, "Is this Qiankun bag hers?"

Because Song Yun was carrying Ao Bei on his back, he couldn't see the specific appearance of the Qiankun bag, so Ao Bei didn't understand why Song Yun suddenly behaved so strangely, but he replied truthfully: "Our people should not leave the Qiankun bag behind. Here, it should be hers."

"Unexpectedly, after a hundred years, Song Yun will still be able to meet his fellow disciples."

The author has something to say: Today is also a day when I am stupidly cried by myself.

The author who closed today's coffin board is very peaceful.