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Cunxin's Hanliang Hall is located in the northeast corner of the West Sea Dragon Palace, with magnolias as the rafters, ginkgo as the pillars, and the walls are painted with sweet-scented osmanthus pollen and mud.There are double towers in front of the Hanliang Hall. In the entire Dragon Palace, except for the main hall of Hanyuan, this is the only place. Even the Luhua Tower of Prince Moang has never existed before. It can be seen that the three princesses are the most favored in Xihai.At this moment, the night is still in the middle of the night, whale blubber candles were lit in other palaces, but Cun Xin thought the whale oil tasted bad, so there were only a few fist-sized night pearls, which illuminated the bedroom hall as bright as day.

Yang Jian sat on the ground, Cun Xin sat on the jasper carved Ruyi pier in front of his feet, the tears on his face were not yet dry, and he was staring at Yang Jian in a trance.After a while, she sighed faintly, "In the past, when you walked away, I had infinite grievances to complain, but no one listened. Now that you are sitting here, I don't know what to say."

Yang Jian smiled and said, "You can tell, don't worry, I won't leave."

Cun Xin burst into tears and smiled: "Stop talking, now you are the god of justice who has the power over the world, stomp your feet and people will be shocked. I am a little dragon god and earth fairy, how dare I send you?"

Yang Jian leaned back, smiled indifferently, and was about to answer, but Cun Xin said seriously: "In the past, you were my husband, and there were great disasters, and you should be the one to bear it. Now you and I are one day, one day, the cloud There is no difference, I really feel sorry for asking you to put aside so many important important matters and come here to run around for me."

Yang Jian's smile stopped, and when he was about to say something, he felt unable to say anything.Yang Jian had never seen such a respectful and polite Cun Xin in those thousand years.Maybe this is the so-called "respect each other as guests"?Yang Jian shook his head, this kind of heart filled him with depression, and he wanted to break through the sea and roar.

He remembered that when he was eight years old, he was awakened by a nightmare at night. He hugged the pillow and wanted to sleep with his parents. Just a fairy method, you have to stop it!"

What did father say?It seemed as if he sighed: "Yao'er, since you are married to a mortal, you should understand the principles of mortal life. If you use fairy methods in everything, what's the point of living in that day?"

The ring ring made a sound, and the mother seemed to stand up, and her voice became higher and higher: "I am a god! If there is an easy road, why do you have to ask for hardship?" The father was also annoyed: "Then why did you marry me?" ? You should stay in your fourth heaven and be your goddess, then even Erlang wouldn’t exist, so what’s the point of talking about hair color?”

Yang Xiaoer's chubby hand stopped on the door panel and was stunned.These are parents he has never seen before. Yang Tianyou and Yaoji have always been loving and harmonious in front of the children. Although Yang Tianyou sometimes feels that Yaoji is too strict with the children, he never stops them in person. As for persuading them in private Yaoji was never persuaded, and the children never knew about it, but the mother would often pull the child over in the next few days and quietly give him a piece of wax gourd candy.

The room suddenly fell silent, and both father and mother were silent.Yang Xiaoer was a little confused, should he go in now, or not?He was trapped by a big horned snake in his dream just now, he really didn't want to go back to bed and continue dreaming, but now he went in, he was a little afraid, would his father get angry with him too?It was a bit cold outside the door, but he mustered up his courage and pushed the door open.

"Erlang?" Mother saw him and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with you?" Father's muffled voice came from one side: "Look at him hugging the pillow, he must be having a nightmare." Yang Xiaoer nodded, He climbed onto his parents' big bed with both hands and feet, and didn't answer, just stuffed the pillow between his parents' pillows.

Yaoji's smile was stuffed on her lips, she put it away as soon as she was charming, she turned her head and gave Yang Tianyou a sideways glance, she lay down on her own, and hugged Yang Xiaoer who was under the blanket.Yang Tianyou shook his head, helplessly blew out the lamp, and lay down himself.

I don't know how long Yang Xiaoer was in a daze, and felt that an arm stretched from his father's side and put his mother's shoulder on it.The mother moved, twisted her shoulders, released her father's hand, and tucked Yang Xiaoer's quilt back.Not long after, the father's arm came up again. This time, no matter how hard the mother pushed, the father also pressed heavily on her shoulder and did not move.The mother "spouted" a smile in the dark night, but she stopped exerting herself, and was speechless all night.On the evening of the second day, my mother brought a large bowl of Shouwu soup as usual, and this time it even came with a winter melon candy.Only then did Yang Xiaoer realize that he still had to continue drinking this soup.

Yang Jian suddenly felt sour in his throat, as if there was something stuck there, unable to get up or down.It turned out that the parents had never quarreled. Behind the case was the endless compromise and tolerance between the husband and wife.This kind of tolerance is not necessarily calm, but it is always willing by both parties. Let him be self-willed here, and let her be awkward there. , I have you in me, and I can't live without each other for a while.