The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

The palace was as quiet as a cicada, and Gan Lu stared at Gan Ting with icy eyes full of anger.

The immortal officials who were already kneeling on the ground were already afraid of the majesty of Mrs. Tianzun, but now they lowered their heads even more and did not dare to vent their anger, for fear that Mrs. Tianzun's wrath would harm the innocent.

The celestial beings also persuaded in soft voices: "Madam calm down, be careful not to be angry."

Fang Cun did not succumb to her oppression, instead he said leisurely: "If Madam agrees to marry Ah Ting, I swear here that I will never go west if Ah Ting says anything. do it."

Gan Lu sullenly said, "Are you offering sacrifices to your ancestors?"

Fang Cun pretended to be serious and thought about it, then nodded and said, "It seems to be about the same."

"It's pure nonsense." Gan Lu snapped, "What do you give him, everything you have now is given by us, what ability do you two brats have to buy a courtyard? If you throw it into the world, you will eat I'm sorry I'm still fantasizing."

Fang Cun raised his chin and solemnly promised, "Ma'am, you don't have to worry about this, I still have some ability to survive."

Ganlu seems to have heard a big joke. Her eldest son actually said that he has the ability to survive. He has been in trouble since he was a child, and he has to rely on his parents for everything. He will run away when he gets into trouble.

Ganlu mocked mercilessly, "Apart from spending money and making troubles, what else do you have? Life is too good, right? I don't mind who you marry, but if you dare to be with him, you two Pack up and get out for me."

Fang Cun, who had been scolded a lot, curled his lips, and said very obediently: "That's fine."

A smile flashed in Gan Lu's eyes, she was very satisfied with the docile appearance of her elder son, just wanted to praise her son for being more sensible, but Fang Cun took Gan Ting's hand directly.

"Ah Ting, let's go, let's get out."

Before Gan Lu could react, Fang Cun turned around and dragged Gan Ting to the outside of the hall step by step, counting down calmly, as if waiting for the people behind him to stop.

Gan Ting's pupils shrank sharply. He really didn't expect things to develop like this. He panicked and said, "Stop!"

Fang Cun smiled as expected, and stopped in his tracks.

Gan Lu's expression was extremely dark, and she said dissatisfiedly: "Today is my birthday banquet, don't disappoint, if you have anything to say, we will talk about it tomorrow.

Fang Cun bowed very politely, "Yes, madam."

Ganlu flicked her sleeves and sat on the honored seat, "Get up, the birthday banquet will continue."

The priests breathed a sigh of relief and said respectfully, "Yes."

Singing and dancing resumed in the hall, but the priests did not dare to make any loud noises anymore. They all sat in their seats and toasted each other politely. The atmosphere of the birthday banquet also froze for a while.

The beautiful Xian'e quickly sorted out a seat, approached them gracefully, and led Fang Cun and Gan Ting over with a smile, "Please, Your Highness."

Before they could take their seats, a summons came from the honored seat, "Gan Ting, come and make some tea."

Gan Ting was stunned for a moment, not going in and out.

Fang Cun saw that Gan Ting was not willing, and immediately said, "I'm talking about madam."

Ganlu interrupted him, "If he can't even do this, wouldn't you be begging for food in the world?"

"It's alright, I'll come when I go."

Gan Ting took the brocade box from Fang Cun's hand, without showing any expression on his face, he stepped onto the honored seat of the Luhua Palace and bowed slightly to his mother.

Since he was a child, Ganlu has called him to serve him very rarely, not to mention being on the throne, even Gan Ting from the Luhua Palace has never come in a few times, let alone pouring tea for his mother.

Gan Ting slowly lifted the teapot, poured hot tea on it, and cast the spell down to the most suitable temperature. Although he didn't know what his mother liked to drink, Gan Ting did everything carefully and offered it with both hands.

Ganlu took it, took a sip, and frowned slightly, "This tea is so cold, how can I drink it?"

"But this."

Ganlu interrupted directly: "Change."

The tea is very warm, definitely not cold, and the nectar is just finding fault.

Gan Ting had no choice but to change another cup for her, and suddenly thought of something, secretly cast a spell in his hand, deliberately cooled the tea to ice-cold, and served it again.

Ganlu glanced at him indifferently, took a sip, and the bitterly cold tea filled his mouth instantly. Ganlu threw the teacup on Gan Ting angrily, "You!"

"Ah Ting!" Fang Cun rushed up quickly, and wiped off the tea stains on Gan Ting's body with his cuff, "Why are you so careless, did you get burned somewhere?"

Ganlu gritted her teeth and said, "This is cold water."

Hearing this, Fang Cun felt even more distressed, and asked with concern, "Is it too cold?"

Ganlu closed her eyes irritably, shook her head and cursed: "The family is unlucky, the family is unlucky."

"I said Madam, Ah Ting has done a good job, how can you go so far."

Ganlu said in a cold tone: "What did I do to me, why don't you let him pour me a cup of tea?"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Gan Ting took a step forward and bowed his head and whispered, "I'm sorry mother, I'll pour you another glass."

Ganlu said, "What are you pretending? I know you poured cold water on purpose."

Fang Cun said: "Madam, please watch your words."

Gan Lu glanced at Gan Ting resentfully, then sat back in her original place in a rage.

Gan Ting smiled faintly, and said to Fang Cun, "It's okay, you go down first, it's good that I'm here with mother."

"Ok."

Fang Cun gently rubbed his hair, gave Ganlu a very provocative look, and turned around and returned to his seat as if if you touch my baby again, I will die with you.

Ganlu clenched her fists tightly, but there was nothing she could do.

Looking at the size of the seat, Gan Lu could only vent all her anger on Gan Ting, and scolded: "How did I teach you when you were young, you should take care of Yueer's poor health, but I didn't let you You just climbed into his bed to take care of him, what kind of obedient child he used to be, but now you make him look like this."

Gan Ting was puzzled and said, "He is obedient?"

Gan Lu said unhappily: "It's better than now, and I don't know how much pillow wind you have given him."

Gan Ting nodded half-understood, "It turns out that my mother was worried about this, but in fact this time I came here just to offer a gift. If my mother can accept it, the child will naturally not go to blow the pillow."

Seeing his threat, Gan Lu was very annoyed, and angrily reached out and snatched the brocade box from Gan Ting's hand, opened it, glanced at the gems inside, and asked, "Where did this come from?"

"Given by the priest of the Shi family."

Ganlu was taken aback for a moment, the hand holding the brocade box trembled slightly, and she was speechless for a moment.

Gan Ting's tone was calm, and he continued, "There seems to be a remnant soul in it, but I'm not sure."

Before Gan Ting could finish speaking, Gan Lu closed the brocade box and put the spell into her sleeve.

Gan Ting smiled and asked, "Does mother still want tea?"