[Comprehensive] My father's name is Sanriyue

The next morning, when the sky was getting dark, Ling Xiao woke up with his eyes open.

His eyes were very clear, without the bleary feeling of someone who just woke up.

Ling Xiao blinked. There was a piece of pure white cloth in front of his eyes. Looking up, he saw that the three-day Yuezong was sleeping peacefully. There were a few strands of restless hair covering his face. The dark blue hair set off his skin. It is more white.

Ling Xiao still had Sanri Yue Zongjin's arm on his back, and the two were lying on their sides facing each other, but Ling Xiao slid down a little, and happened to be hugged by Sanri Yuezong.

The light in the room was still a bit dim, and it was estimated to be very early, but Ling Xiao felt that this sleep was very solid, very satisfying, and exhaustion was thrown away.

Yue Zong didn't wake up on the third day, Ling Xiao stared at him for a while with his eyes open, and his face was deeply imprinted in his mind, Ling Xiao hoped that he could tell the difference by his appearance.

Sanri Yuezong is almost the same, unless there are obvious differences in appearance, for example, the long-haired blood pupil of Mika Yuezong, otherwise it is difficult to distinguish from the appearance.

He stared at it for a long time but didn't see why, the fallen Fu Sangshen could be disguised, but his aura could not be changed but could only be hidden.

Ling Xiao, who found nothing, was a little frustrated. It seems that he can only distinguish his father by his breath in the future. Obviously, he still needs to rely on his breath to find his father...

He moved his head, and the slightly opened collar came into his sight. Ling Xiao was startled, and quickly wrapped the collar up.

Some actions seemed to startle Sanri Yuezong, Ling Xiao watched carefully, Sanri Yuezong's eyelids moved slightly, as if they were about to open.

Ling Xiao felt uneasy, he was very afraid that Sanri Yuezong had seen the marks on his body, and if Sanri Yuezong asked, he didn't know how to answer.

As soon as the arm that Yue Zongjin put on Ling Xiao's body exerted force on the third day, Ling Xiao buried his whole body in his chest. Ling Xiao, who was still in fear, said nothing and held his breath.

It seemed that it had been a long time, and it seemed that it was only a blink of an eye. The steady and powerful heartbeat of Sanri Yue Zongjin came from Ling Xiao's ears. I can't tell.

There was no movement above his head, so Ling Xiao raised his head to look.

Sanriyue Zongjin was still sleeping peacefully, it was his unconscious action just now.

His father probably didn't see it, Ling Xiao thought so, and he wrapped his collar tightly again in Sanri Yuezong's arms.

After Ling Xiao finished his clothes, he couldn't help rubbing Sanri Yue Zongjin's chest, and his face turned red after rubbing.

Father's feeling is similar to that of Master Taixuan...

Taixuan entered Taoism with the sword, and after obtaining the Lingxiao Divine Sword, he regarded it as a treasure, but it was a pity that he already had the spiritual sword of his own life, so he could not refine the divine sword into a human sword.Later, the sword spirit was born from the divine sword, and Taixuan began to educate the sword spirit, like a master and a father.

Sanri Yuezong was still sleeping, and Ling Xiao was held in his arms. If he got up, he would definitely be disturbed. Ling Xiao didn't want to disturb Sanri Yuezong's sleep.

It was too late before going to bed last night, and he woke up again in the early morning. Elderly people should rest more.

Completely forgetting that Sanri Yuezong is a fusangshen, Ling Xiao obediently stayed in his arms, opened his eyes for a long time, the sound of heartbeat in his ear, and the nearly regular breathing sound of Sanri Yuezong seemed to become a lullaby, and his eyelids drooped a little. Ling Xiao wanted to sleep back into the cage.

It wasn't until Ling Xiao's breathing became long that Sanri Yue Zongjin opened his eyes.

There is a bright moon floating in the blue eyes, the brilliance of the bright moon is cold, as if ruthless.

But after he lowered his head, the bright moon in his eyes was full of warmth, almost dripping water.

Tomomi's valet today is Wakizawa, Natsuo Toshiro.

Natsuo Toshiro woke up early, and started tossing around in the room at 07:30, disturbing the bone-chilling Toshiro, who couldn't sleep, so he picked up the pillow at hand and yelled at him.

"Hey brother, don't attack suddenly!" Natsuo Toshiro smiled and avoided the pillow attack with one side.

"Don't disturb my sleep!" Gukuu Toshiro's tone was a little impatient, anyone who was abruptly woken up from sleep would not speak in a good temper, not to mention that Natsuo Toshiro had a criminal record.

"Well, brother, I thought you were used to it, hehe, I'm sorry." Natsuo Toshiro clenched his fist full of energy, without any sign of apology.

With a rustle, Natsuo Toshiro felt the wind coming, and he was covered by something just as he was alert.

It was the quilt, and Toshiro Natsuo reached out to lift it, but someone rushed up from behind and pushed him to the ground.

Then someone sat on his back, Natsuo Toshiro was covered by a quilt on his upper body, struggling constantly, but the person on his back sat firmly on Mount Tai, motionless.

"Brother! What are you doing, let me go!" Natsuo Toshiro's voice came from under the quilt, a little dull.

And Gukuu Toshiro seemed to have a dark air behind him, he smiled: "You are right, I should show you some color."

"Lan seems to have said that there is a saying that goes, 'If you don't fight for three days, you will go to the house to expose the tiles', brother, what do you think?"

Natsuo Toshiro didn't move, he straightened his body and lay on the ground like a salted fish.

People who get up angry can't be provoked, can't afford to be provoked.

When Toshiro Toshiro finally vented his anger and let him go, it was already eight o'clock, and Toshiro Natsuo ran to the kitchen, and the chefs in Honmaru were almost ready for breakfast.

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong glanced at him, saw him panting, and joked: "Yo, cattail, why are you here so late today?"

"Hey." Natsuo Toshiro rubbed the back of his head and said, "I played a little late yesterday, so I got up late in the morning."

"Playing with the phone again and forgetting the time? Looks like I have to report to Yiqi Sangfeng." Kasen Kanedada finished cutting a cucumber and interjected.

"Don't do it! Please, everyone, don't tell Brother Yiqi!" Natsuo Toshiro pleaded, and the three of Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada laughed for a while before stopping.

Preparing meals for more than 60 people in Honmaru is not an easy task. Candeki Kirimitsu Tadakasen Kanesada and Azuki Dome Nagamitsu will be busy from 07:30 to 08:30 for an entire hour without stopping. There is also lunch and dinner. It is a big project .

So usually the three of them come in turns, one person every day, and then call in a few laborers to help out. If you see the three of them appearing at the same time, it means that they have no work for insiders and outings today. Heaven can have a good taste.

Tomomi usually doesn't eat with the swordsmen. Usually, the servants serve food from the kitchen and send it to the main house. Nanwei Toshiro comes here to deliver breakfast to Tomomi.

Natsuo Toshiro walked up to Azuma Nagamitsu. He looked around just now, but he didn't find Horikawa Kunihiro.

"Adzuki-san, where's Horikawa-san? He doesn't have a mission today, right?"

As a small expert in housekeeping in Honmaru, Kunihiro Horikawa is very diligent. As long as there is no task that day, he will always come to the kitchen to help, rain or shine, and he is very popular in Honmaru.

Adzuki Dou Nagamitsu was testing the taste with a seasoning plate, and he raised his head when he heard the words: "Yes, Horikawa didn't come today. He just came out yesterday. When I came to the kitchen, I also looked at the list, and his name was not on the list."

"Are you feeling unwell?" Candlestick Qie Guangzhong guessed.

"Maybe there is something wrong with Izumi Mamoru again." Kasen Kanesada unceremoniously teased the junior, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada smiled: "This is also very possible."

"Okay, master's breakfast is ready." Xiaodou Changguang glanced at the big clock on the wall, and lifted the lid of the pot.

Zhimei's three meals a day have always been small stoves in the kitchen, carefully prepared by the chef.

Adzuki Nagamitsu loaded the tray quickly, and Natsuo Toshiro was beside him, and soon, Natsuo Toshiro went out with the tray.

"I'll leave it to you, be careful on the road." Azuki Dou Nagamitsu reminded, and Natsuo Toshiro nodded behind his back.

At [-]:[-], breakfast was almost ready, and the three of them had time to chat with each other.

"Speaking of which, Xiaodou was the last to leave last night, isn't Horikawa still there?" Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada asked with his head tilted.

"Well, Horikawa said he would wait in the kitchen for a while." Xiaodou Changguang nodded.

"It's for the master." Gexian Kanesada said with certainty, Xiaodou Changguang hummed, "At that time, the hangover soup was still warm, I guess he wanted to wait for a while to serve the hangover soup, worried that he would not be able to take care of the master by himself. .”

Xiaodou Changguang came to Honwan quite late, but he loves to go into the kitchen, and he is good at cooking, so he naturally knew the habits of the master of Honwan.

"When the master is drunk, it is indeed a bit difficult." Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada shook his head amusedly, and Kasen Kanesada agreed, "It's really unrefined, and drinking alcohol hurts the body, so I can't let the master touch alcohol again."

"Gexian, the world is different now, women can also carry the sky, entertainment and so on will be indispensable in the future." Candlestick Qie Guangzhong said distressed.

"After all, the master can't stay in this pill forever." Xiaodou Changguang said what was in his heart, "When I was serving as a valet a while ago, the master received a call to apply for a job in the real world. The master said at the time that he would think about it, but in my opinion, It's coming soon."

The kitchen suddenly fell silent, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada and Kasen Kanesada frowned. They also considered that Tomomi would come into contact with the real world, but they didn't think too far,...they didn't think about the day when Tomomi left her job.

"Oh!" A white figure rushed in from the door, breaking the silence in the kitchen.

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong followed the sound and looked over, surprised: "Mr. Crane? Why are you here?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's trouble last night was cleaned up by Karasuma himself, and he should still be lying in the room with his hand, and Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada plans to deliver him food later.

Fu Sangshen with white hair and golden eyes was intact, with a bright smile: "Guangfang, what are you eating today?"

It's true that the voice is Tsurumaru Kuninaga's, but...

Candekiri Mitsutada, Kasen Kanesada and Azuki Dou Nagamitsu straightened their waists, Utasen Kanesada and Azuki Dou Nagamitsu looked at Candekiri Mitsutada, Candekiri Mitsutada frowned and said, "Another Mr. Tsuru?"

"That's right, it's me!" Tsurumaru Kununaga replied easily.