The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

In the Luhua Palace in the Heaven Realm, the blue bird hovers in brocade, and the mist reflects the long river.

It was the birthday of Lord Ganlu Yuan, and the always clean and solemn Luhua Palace was extremely lively on this day. His wife was respected and all the immortals from the six realms came to congratulate her.

Rare treasures, large and small, moved into Luhua Palace, and the small brocade box in Fangcun's hands seemed a little stingy, but it wasn't this that made him stagnate, but the quarrel with Ganlu not long ago, and now he really doesn't like it. Feel free to go in.

Seeing Fang Cun hesitated, Gan Ting asked, "What's wrong?"

Fang Cun thought for a while, then scratched his head, "Ah Ting, why don't you go and deliver it, I'll wait for you outside."

"Ok."

Gan Ting didn't say much, took the brocade box, and walked into the palace door with a solemn expression.

Immortals all showed surprises and doubts when they saw Gan Ting, and then saluted respectfully. The guests who came and went greeted Gan Ting, but he just nodded lightly, cold and distant, as if he had returned to the previous one. The unsmiling little Tianzun.

Fang Cun looked at Gan Ting's back in a daze, and didn't notice a big hand reaching out behind him to pat him on the shoulder.

"Yueer."

Fang Cun looked back and called out, "Father."

Taking a few steps forward and standing side by side with him, he said, "Why are you standing outside, why don't you go in?"

Fang Cun smiled embarrassingly, "No, I don't dare to move now, for fear that if I take a step forward, I will have another parent."

There was a flash of scrutiny in Ping Kan's eyes, and it was fleeting, and he said with a smile: "Yueer, you are used to joking."

Fang Cun shook his head, opened his fingers and counted earnestly, "This is not a joke, I now have three mothers, two fathers, and a psychopath who wants to give me the position of Demon Lord, I dare not move at all. "

"It makes sense." It's hard to refute, so he can only walk away with an embarrassed smile.

"Father." Fang Cun stopped his back, "You will sit on the throne of God in the future, right?"

Fang Cun didn't want Gan Ting to be trapped in Tiangong, but the strength of the two of them was not enough to stop the emperor, so he could only pin all his hopes on this father.

Taking a meaningful look at Fang Cun, he suddenly thought of something, "Why don't we make a bet."

Fang Cun raised his head and said, "What are you betting on?"

"Bet on whether Ah Ting can successfully hand over that gem to his mother."

Fang Cun said solemnly: "It will definitely be possible."

"Then I'll bet that he can't. If I lose, no one will stop you from going wherever you want in the future. Travel across all rivers and spend the rest of your life together."

Ping Kan approached slowly, his eyes fell on Fang Cun's waist, and he stretched out his hand to pull out a string of bells from his belt.

Fang Cun looked dazed, a string of bells was stolen on his body, and it didn't ring all the way, but he remembered the patterns carved on the bells, it was the pattern on the sleeve of Candle Dragon

Ping Kan put the bell in his hand, took another step forward, and leaned closer to Fang Cun's ear, "But if you lose, you must marry a wife, have children, and ascend to the throne of God."

Fang Cun's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he took a big step back. The bell fell to the ground and made a pleasant sound, "I don't gamble."

Ping Kan seemed to be expecting it, bent down and picked up the bell, "Do you know what your mother said when you made a fuss about marrying Xu Zinian?"

Fang Cun hadn't recovered from the sentence of marrying a wife, and his words trembled, "What."

"She said, as long as Yue'er likes him, let alone Xu Zinian, even if he likes Gan Ting, he must be forcibly tied up to marry you."

"???" Square-inch eyes were filled with disbelief.

Ping Kan put the bell on Fang Cun's palm again, "Do you know how to do it?"

Fang Cun couldn't help laughing, "Thank you father, I'll treat you to a wedding wine sometime."

She waved her hand and refused, "There is no need for a wedding, please give me a little peace of mind, don't jump up and down all day long, I will thank you."

Fang Cun nodded obediently, "Okay."

"Little Tianzun."

"Little Tianzun."

The priests scattered to both sides respectfully and saluted.

Gan Lu on the high seat was wearing a simple goose-yellow feather dress. She was chatting and laughing with other immortals, but when she saw Gan Ting walking in, her eyes were filled with alienation, "Why are you here?"

Gan Ting's expression was flat, "...I was entrusted by someone to give a congratulatory gift."

"Since you've been away for so long and won't go home, why don't you go back, and give me some congratulatory gifts."

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the entire hall froze.

Xian'e at the side couldn't bear it, and pleaded: "Madam, this is also the wish of Xiao Tianzun, why don't we open it first and have a look."

"Don't watch." Gan Lu rubbed the center of her brows irritably, "Let him go out, I get a headache when I see him."

Gan Ting didn't say much, just smiled in relief, "I'll take my leave."

"Who does mother want out?"

A hearty male voice broke the silence. The priests were startled and all looked towards the gate of the palace.

Fang Cun went straight into the hall, picked up the box from Gan Ting, pulled him to bow to Gan Lu on the main seat, "Mother, long time no see."

"See Your Highness."

"See Your Highness."

The priests on both sides all lifted their robes and knelt down, bowing down together.

There have been rumors since yesterday that the emperor wants to give up the throne, and the edict has been written but has not yet been shown to the public, but the priests guessed that there is a high probability that the throne will be passed on to His Highness, so they are all very respectful.

Ganlu couldn't hide her joy, "Yueer?"

Fang Cun opened the brocade box and introduced: "Mother, although I'm a bit hasty, this is not a congratulatory gift, but a betrothal gift."

"what?"

Fang Cun didn't answer her, and said in a self-contained way: "However, in terms of dowry, this jewel alone is definitely not enough. Does mother want to hear my thoughts?"

Ganlu sees too much, and his son thinks about it and goes crazy every day, but it's not surprising, let's wait for his next words.

"I want to buy a courtyard with a gazebo in a place surrounded by mountains and rivers. Ah Ting likes to read books and drink tea in the gazebo. By the way, I can also dig a small pond out of it, and I can go fishing with Ah Ting when I have nothing to do. You can also take a mandarin duck bath."

Fangcun chattered endlessly, and the more he talked, the more vigorously he talked, and Ganlu's face became darker and darker.

Gan Ting interjected, "How can you take a bath while fishing?"

Fang Cun joked, "I'm fishing for you."

Gan Ting rolled his eyes in disgust.

"Mother, oh no." Fang Cun bowed respectfully again, "Madam, I have been in love with Ah Ting for a long time, and I have decided to marry him in this life. I hope Madam can bear the pain and give up Ah Ting to this servant."

Ganlu's beautiful eyes are full of sharpness that surpasses ten thousand people, "What did you call me?"

Fang Cun raised her eyebrows, as expected, what she cared about was not whether he married Gan Ting or not, but that she refused to call her mother, she was really spoiled too much.

"Ma'am." Fang Cun smiled heartily, "But when Ah Ting and I get married, we will naturally call you mother."

Gan Lu was stunned for a while, crescent eyebrows frowned slightly, and finally couldn't bear to curse: "Gan Ting, you dare to seduce my son, you fox!"

Xian'e's pupils shrank sharply, and she quickly covered Mrs. Tianzun's mouth. With so many priests present, she couldn't lose her dignity.

Fang Cun also covered Gan Ting's ears, and said with a smile, "Ma'am, today is your birthday party, so don't curse at others, calm down."