The first beauty overturned

The Xuetang flower was delicate and white, Xiao Yu broke off a branch, turned around and handed it to Feng Lang.

Feng Lang was pinching the flower branch, his sleeves were gorgeously colored brocade, and his slender fingers were holding the snow-white flower branch, like a colorful phoenix brocade feather holding a trace of falling snow.

Feng Lang's critical eyes wandered back and forth between Hua Zhi and Xiao Yu: "That's it?"

Xiao Yu asked: "Are you afraid of pain?"

Feng Lang was inexplicable: "Why are you asking this? Of course I'm not afraid."

Xiao Yu nodded, stretched out his hands, held Feng Lang's hand with his right hand and spread out his palm, and pinched the Xuetang flower with his left hand, aiming at the bottom of the flower branch to Feng Lang's palm, and quickly stroked at the base of his thumb.

Feng Lang stabbed his palm, and the scratch on the root of his thumb quickly turned red and slightly swollen: "What are you doing?!"

Xiao Yu stuffed the flower back into Feng Lang's hand, looked at the jade flute Feng Lang was holding in the other hand, and asked, "What music does Mrs. Huang Yao like, can you play a piece for me to listen to?"

Feng Lang reluctantly blew, Xiao Yu turned his head and thought for a while after listening, stretched out his hand and took the jade flute away, saying: "It's all right, go back and see Madam."

Feng Lang wanted to say something but held back, complained in a low voice, "playing tricks", and took out the gauze scarf to cover his eyes again.

He put his hands behind his head and tied the ends of the tulle, which caught a few black hairs.

Xiao Yu saw it, and stretched out his hand to smooth his hair.

The tulle covered the golden pupils into silver gray, Xiao Yu asked, "Why are you blindfolded?"

Feng Langzheng's ears were reddish and he scolded Xiao Yu for being troublesome in a low voice. He froze when he straightened his hair. After a while, he pretended to be nonchalant and said: "Mother doesn't like the color of my eyes."

Xiao Yu was taken aback.

Feng Lang paused for a moment, and then spoke in a low voice, like a mountain spring in the sky: "Mom doesn't like my voice either, I won't talk when I see mother later, you go and greet her."

outside the dream.

Tong Qian-Tian Shui Wen Xin Yuan: "Woooooo please the young city lord speak normally, whisper and kill me, if I were Xiao Meiren, I would definitely have weak legs. Do you Phoenix have such high requirements for voice, Fengming Jiuxiaohong Rikai, the young city lord's voice is still to be disliked?"

Tong Qing-Tian Shui Literary Heart Institute: "Qianqian, please be sober, the little master has been staring at you with a smile!"

Xiao Yu looked at Feng Lang seriously, without asking any further questions, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Feng Lang's wrist, pulling him around and striding forward.

Feng Lang was taken aback, and struggled hastily: "Rude! Let me go!"

Xiao Yu took a few steps forward, then suddenly turned around and asked Feng Lang, "Are you sure Madam likes me very much?"

Feng Lang was stunned, and reacted with a cold snort, his eyes dodged: "It's not that you have been trying to please your mother, coaxing her to obey you and make you be engaged to me... Now ask me again!"

outside the dream.

Ying Encounter-Wan Beast Palace: "I accept this dream."

Xiao Yu nodded, and he took Feng Lang back to Madam Huangyao's room.

As soon as he entered the door, Xiao Yu first shouted affectionately to the room: "Mother!"

Rong Wei-Book Saint: "..."

Su Jianchi-Jiange Zhange: "..."

Xiao Hongwei-Xiao Shi: "That's right, Senior Brother Xiao Yu is more majestic in front of us, and he is also like this in front of the patriarch and elders. He is obedient and sweet-mouthed. I thought he was just closer to the elders of the clan... "

Tong Qian-Tianshui Wenxinyuan: "How do you think our little uncle fell? The first time Xiao Yu accompanied you Elder Zuo to our Tianshui Academy was received by the little uncle. Daoist Xiao Yu greeted seniors one by one. You Think about it, a beautiful young man, as clear as the snow on the top of a mountain, as slender as a crane among the clouds, so obedient as if you are the only one in his eyes, sweetly calling out 'senior'..."

Rong Wei-Sage of Books: "There is no need to talk about gossip^_^"

Childlike Love-Tian Shui Literary Heart Institute: "Qianqian!!!"

Embarrassment and embarrassment flashed across Feng Lang's face, before he had time to protest, Xiao Yu had already pulled him forward together.

Xiao Yu opened the bead curtain, and led Feng Lang to Madam Huangyao's bed.

He held Feng Lang's hand, and handed over the branch of fresh Snow Tang flowers.

The young man with a sweet tone opened his eyes and said nonsense, Xiao Yu said in a half-complaining tone: "Mother, look at him. We just went out from mother's place, and he saw the snow-gonia flowers blooming well in the courtyard, and said it was mother I have to pick one of my favorite flowers and give it to you right away. I said it’s just a few steps, and the flowers won’t dry up if you walk slowly, but he didn’t, and walked so fast all the way, he didn’t even bother to say hello to his mother.”

Feng Lang was forcibly half pulled and half pushed to the front of the bed, he was still a little dazed, holding up the flower branch awkwardly.

Mrs. Huangyao sat on the bed, sick and haggard, but she didn't feel much displeasure at being disturbed. She looked at Xiao Yu and then at the snow-gonia flower, and said, "There are no rules or rules. Can't you be punished?"

Xiao Yu sat next to Mrs. Huangyao by the bed, pointed at Feng Lang and said, "Mother, punish him, he is the only one who is reckless. He only thinks about honoring his mother and forgets all the rules."

Intentionally or not, Xiao Yu stretched out his hand to help Madam Fuhuangyao.

Around his waist, there was a hazy glimmer of light in the dream mirror.

Outside the dream, everyone who was observing clearly saw that the lake-like mirror surface was shining faintly.

The crowd cheered.

Rong Wei-Book Saint: "That's right, Ye Dire's possession object is indeed Mrs. Huang Yao!"

Peering into the light of the dream mirror, neither the dream host nor the dream character can detect it.

Madam Huangyao smiled slightly, looked at the Xuetang flower in front of her, then raised her eyes to Feng Lang who was holding the flower, and said with a smile: "This flower blooms beautifully, I'm interested."

She stretched out her hands to pick up the flower branches, Feng Lang finally came back to his senses, and was about to pass the flowers over like this, when he saw the back of his hands facing up, he suddenly remembered Xiao Yu's previous actions.

He suddenly realized, raised his head and stared at Xiao Yu with surprise in his eyes, paused, turned his wrist, and handed Xuetanghua over.

Madam Huangyao swept her eyes and saw the bright red scratches on Feng Lang's palm, she frowned and asked, "Why are you injured?"

Xiao Yu scraped his cheeks with his fingers and laughed at Feng Lang: "He is stupid, even broken branches and flowers can be scratched."

Tong Qian-Tian Shui Literary Heart Institute: "...Crap, I'm stupid! I remembered a time when I was practicing in a secret realm. I met a few casual practitioners, and there was a woman in it. My mother killed a bunch of beasts, and I was so exhausted. , I was afraid that the smell of blood would suffocate people to clean up before meeting. The woman didn't do anything, she was frightened by the beast and ran around. She fell and scratched her palms, and the men swarmed around to ask for warmth. , I'm disgusted to death!"

Jin Ming-Ruomu Tiancheng: "That's right, Xiao Yu is just that disgusting!"

Tong Qian-Tian Shui Literary Academy: "??? Sick? I didn't mention Xiao Meiren! Can't you see that he helped you young city lord?"

Madam Huangyao smiled and shook her head: "In a blink of an eye, we are all about to get married, and you are still so reckless. Come here."

Soon the maid brought water and ointment, and asked Feng Lang to sit beside her. Madam Huangyao lowered her head, she was completely different from her previous indifferent appearance, and gently treated her son's wound.

Feng Lang was next to his mother, a little stiff, the corners of his mouth were tight and he was holding his breath, as if he didn't know how to put his hands and feet.

With somewhat flustered eyes, he found Xiao Yu who was standing aside, the corners of his eyes were slightly wet and red under the tulle, and he gave him another hard look like a bluff.

Feng Lang stared at Xiao Yu, and said silently with his lips: scheming!

Xiao Yu bent his eyes towards him, shook the jasper flute in his hand, and with Feng Lang's unbelievable eyes gradually showing, he lowered his head and moved his lips close to the mouthpiece to blow softly.

This jasper flute is obviously a beloved thing that Feng Lang carries with him and often plays.

Jade holds a flute in her hand, and her red lips are pressed against the jasper. The mouth of the jade flute is often touched by another person's lips like a kiss.

Xiao Yu raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Lang, the smile in his eyes seemed narrow and could not help laughing, the glimmer of light in the amber pupils hit people's eyes, like the slender and soft petals of Xuetang flowers falling in someone's palm, soft and soft in the palm of the hand a little bit.

outside the dream.

Tong Qian-Tianshui Academy of Literature: "Damn!"

He Ying-Ruomu Tiancheng: "Fuck!"

Xiao Hongwei-Xiao Shi: "Didn't the young city master blow this flute before entering the house?!"

Jin Ming-Ruomu Tiancheng: "Shameless!!!"

Feng Lang's face turned red, he almost jumped up and angrily scolded Xiao Yu for his indiscretion.

Xiao Yu didn't know how to play the flute, and he played the flute in just a few notes.

However, he could barely hear the tune, which was exactly the tune that Feng Lang played outside the house before.

Feng Lang heard it, and was stunned.

Madam Huangyao heard this, raised her head and smiled and asked: "When did you learn to play this piece?"

Xiao Yu said: "Mother, don't laugh at me, I don't know how to play. It was Feng Lang who said that this piece of music was my mother's favorite, and my mother was depressed during her illness. He wanted to learn how to play it for her, and practiced there every day. I have to memorize it all."

He walked up to Feng Lang, put the jasper flute back into his hand, and said: "I don't play well, mother listen to Feng Lang."

Feng Lang stared at Yuxiao, raised his head again, stared at Xiao Yu with red ears, his eyes were extremely entangled.

Suddenly, Feng Lang said silently with his lips: Shameless!

Xiao Yu was scolded suddenly, he was stunned for a moment to react, he squinted his eyes to look at Feng Lang, he raised his hand, tapped his lips with the pad of his index finger, then stretched out to Yu Xiao, holding a kiss with his fingertips, gently and mischievously Click on the mouthpiece.

Xiao Yu smiled and said, "Husband, what are you doing in a daze, play a tune for your mother."

Feng Lang's soft black hair at the temples was bright red under his ears, and his fingers trembled as he grasped the jade flute tightly, almost crushing the jade flute.

outside the dream.

Ying Xiangfeng-Wan Beast Palace: "I can't do it anymore, and I'm blushing too... Xiao Daoyou used to be puzzled about how the characters who didn't understand Fengyun were set up. Are you all blind?"

Xia Zhi-Tian Shui Wen Xin Yuan: "Fellow Daoist, think of you, the Young Emperor of the Ten Thousand Beast Palace and the Dragon Lord of Huanglongyuan."

Ying Encounter-Wan Beast Palace: "Ah, yes..."

Jin Ming-Ruomu Tiancheng: "Shameless! Shameless! Xiao Yu is too shameless!"

Xiao Hongwei-Xiao Shi: "Fellow Daoist Jin, please be careful with your words. If your young city master doesn't scold Senior Brother Xiao Yu first, how can Senior Brother tease him?"

He Ying-Ruomu Tiancheng: "Junior Brother Jin, please stop making trouble!"

Feng Lang turned his head away from looking at Xiao Yu, and stared at Yu Xiao as if he had deep hatred, he froze for a while, took a deep breath, and slowly brought Yu Xiao to his lips.

The music is melodious.Fenghuang Qingge is unparalleled in the Three Realms, and his talent in musical instruments is not inferior to his throat. The sound of the flute is like a wisp of cigarette smoke, like a soft yarn wrapped around his fingers. Together with the music, the already quiet room seems to become quieter.

Outside the dream, everyone also quieted down.

After the song was over, Feng Lang put down his jade flute, and Madam Huang Yao grabbed her hand.

It is rare for Feng Lang to be so close to his mother, Feng Lang was startled and flattered.

He froze, lowered his head showing shyness, and snuggled up to his mother uncomfortably.

Madam Huangyao raised her hand, stroked Fenglang's long hair lightly, and said with a smile, "I've grown up."

Xiao Yu quietly retreated to the side, not disturbing the closeness of their mother and son.

Mrs. Huangyao said: "In my life, what I regret the most is marrying your father, but what I am most grateful for is that I gave birth to you. Your father was promiscuous everywhere, and even wanted to bring lovers and illegitimate children from outside to Jiuzhong. Que, what a dream! Mother's good boy, mother guards this Ruomu Tiancheng just to give it to you, and you are the only master here."

Looking down at Feng Lang, Mrs. Huang Yao said with a smile: "Good Lin'er, with you by my side, mother is content."

outside the dream.

Deer tree-casual cultivator: "Lin'er?"

Rong Wei-Book Saint: "Mrs. Huangyao gave birth to twins back then. Fenglang originally had an older sister named Huanglin who died a long time ago."

Rong Wei-Book Saint: "I heard that Mrs. Huangyao had a lot of grievances with her husband in the early years, so she hated men the most for this reason. She also favored her daughter when she treated a pair of children, and turned a blind eye to her son. The daughter failed to cross the tribulation and died. There were rumors at that time that Huangyao Madam Yao became insane due to the pain of losing her daughter. But before Madam Huangyao died, she appointed Feng Lang as her successor and ordered the elders of the clan to assist her, so the rumors of favoritism and insanity were just rumors."

Tong Qian-Tian Shui Cultural Heart Institute: "Young City Lord is dressed as a woman..."

Rong Wei-Sage of Books: "Ruomu Tiancheng, the male phoenix has golden pupils, and the female phoenix has silver pupils. I am afraid that the rumors are all true."

Su Jianchi-Jiange Zhange: "Stop talking about gossip, the business is more important. The Nightmare has been found, and the next step is to think about how to make Feng Lang wake up from the dream voluntarily."

Xiao Hongwei-Xiao Shi: "Isn't this simple? The relationship between the Young City Lord and his mother is so bad. This should be a nightmare. He should really want to wake up, right?"

Tong Qing-Tian Shui Wen Xinyuan: "Sister, you forgot, the young city master is 'forced' to marry your senior brother in the dream? Nightmare wants to keep the dream master in the dream, and will weave the dream according to the master's wish. Why only The important person in the dream master's heart is able to enter the dream precisely because Nightmare is willing to use this to keep the dream master. Right now, the dream is bitter, but the bitterness is not as sweet as the wish. Besides, you see Feng Lang is so miserable in the dream, Xiao Meiren Will you feel sorry for him and coax him?"

Ying Xiangfeng-Wan Beast Palace: "It's really nice to be posted upside down. Fellow Daoist Xiao Yu even teased him just after helping him. It's really a dream come true."

Lu Shu-Sanxiu: "If we continue to develop like this, we really want to get married in a dream, wouldn't there be a bridal chamber?"

Autumn Lin-Tian Shui Wen Xin Yuan: "Who would wake up from such a beautiful dream, with a beautiful woman in her arms, wedding candles in the bridal chamber, and staying together forever?"

Xiao Hongwei-Xiao Shi: "..."

Ying Xiangfeng-Wan Beast Palace: "I'm so puzzled, how could Feng Lang have the face to say that Xiao Yu is scheming? Who is not just a scheming phoenix?"

Rong Wei-Book Saint: "..."

Su Jianchi-Jiange Zhange: "..."

Tong Qian-Tian Shui Literary Heart Institute: "Little Uncle, Su Daoyou, how are you feeling now..."

Childlike Love-Tian Shui Literary Heart Institute: "Qianqian!!!"