Butterfly dream

Only the weight of the dress on her.

"You go out first." Seeing Murong Baiye going out, Ling Tianfeng sat on the side of the Venerable's bed, cut his palm, and the blood flowed into the Venerable's body along with the magic power.

Ling Tianfeng's face gradually turned pale.The last time he lost a lot of blood in Xiaoyaoju, it was rescued by Murong Baiye's medicine, this time, I don't know what will happen.

"Hun'er." The Venerable slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Ling Tianfeng.Because he had just woken up, there was a hint of hoarseness in his voice.

"Mother, are you alright? Who hurt you?" Ling Tianfeng put his hands on the side of the bed, propped up his body, with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

"You didn't tell your father, did I get hurt?" The venerable looked at Ling Tianfeng, who was also weak, and thought of Ling Tianfeng's father.

"I don't know, but Bai Ye should have only told me after listening to you, and my father still manages the Demon Realm, so his subordinates probably wouldn't tell him."

"Well, how is your health? If you can't do it, come back and recuperate."

"Fortunately, you don't need to come back to recuperate."

"The wings are really hard, and I don't want to come back after flying away."

"Mother, I'll call Bai Ye in to take care of you, okay?"

"No, we haven't chatted together for a long time."

"Mother, what do you want to talk about?" Ling Tianfeng brought some pillows and placed them behind the Venerable's back so that she could sit up.

"Talk about what happened to you in the God Realm, and see if I can help you." The Venerable stretched out his hand and pinched Ling Tianfeng's face.

"Mother, let go first, my son's face is about to be pinched by you." Ling Tianfeng blinked her eyes very cutely.

"Again, I don't like your tricks. It's been a long time since I pinched, and I have to make up for it today."

"Mother, mother, my face really hurts." Ling Tianfeng shed "tears" while speaking.

"Oh, Xiao Mian, do you know what's wrong?" The venerable let go of his hand, but rubbed Ling Tianfeng's face a few more times, that face that was wearing a mask, and half of his face was still a little red.

"What's wrong with my son?" Ling Tianfeng rubbed the red half of his face, like a fox adjusting his face.

虚度

"Don't come to honor your mother." The Venerable looked at Ling Tianfeng who looked like this, and felt that it had been a long time since he pinched Ling Tianfeng's face like this.In the past, when Ling Tianfeng caused troubles and others didn't dare to do anything, the Venerable just pinched his face, and it was still: happy, pinch; unhappy, pinch; in front of him, pinch.

"Mother, didn't you pinch enough when you were young?"

"No."

"..."

"Hun'er, did you let Xiao Ye take away the memorial in my palace?" The Venerable suddenly patted Ling Tianfeng on the head.

"How did you know?"

"How do I know, I usually put the memorial in a conspicuous place, so I can see it at a glance."

"Mother, your living habits are worse than mine." Ling Tianfeng grabbed her hair, showing the feeling of a child.

"Whoever is better than you, although the cakes you make are quite delicious, but whoever eats the rice will spit out a bowl." The Venerable pressed Ling Tianfeng's mask again.

"I will change it." Ling Tianfeng puffed up her face, showing a childish air.

"Say this sentence again." Hearing this sentence, the Venerable immediately felt distressed.The child Ling Tianfeng, when she heard people she cared about said something bad about her, Ling Tianfeng forced herself to be like that. She went to fight the enemy because her father said that she was not as good as her mother, and she would The reason for making cakes is because Linglong said that it would be great if she knew how to make first-hand cakes, and the reason why she can appraise memorials is because she said that it would be great if someone could review and fold for her...

"Mother, I won't say it next time."

The Venerable sighed, and said, "Hun'er, my heart aches when you say this. You do this every time. It's not good for you."

"My son knows, please forgive me." Ling Tianfeng suddenly knelt down on one knee and marched in salute.

"Hun'er, what are you doing, get up quickly."

Ling Tianfeng stood up tremblingly.

"Hun'er, even if you plead guilty, it's not like this." The Venerable sighed again.

"My son understands."

"Okay, you should go back too."

"Yes, matriarch." After speaking, Ling Tianfeng melted into smoke and left.

"Master, what happened? Why did you suddenly disappear? Mengchen has been looking for you for a long time." Mengchen grabbed Ling Tianfeng's hand and never let go.

Ling Tianfeng glanced at Mengchen who was already a head taller than her.If it wasn't because he stopped growing too early, he should be taller than the current Mengchen.

"It's nothing." Ling Tianfeng wanted to pull out that hand, but seeing Mengchen like this, let's forget it.

"Master, Mengchen asked you, did something happen to Taoyuan?" Mengchen's eyes were like a wolf, staring at her all the time.

"Taoyuan is fine... Bai Ye sent a memorial, I have to approve it." Ling Tianfeng thought of the iron box, and left with this as an excuse.

"Master, you forgot, but I can see what you did." Mengchen looked at Ling Tianfeng's back and muttered.

Mengchen thought that Ling Tianfeng would not be able to hear, but she underestimated the hearing of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, even if Ling Tianfeng was farther away, she could still hear clearly.

At Youshi, Ling Tianfeng and Mengchen were lying on the roof watching the sunset.

"Mengchen, do you remember who I am?" Mengchen was stunned by this question.

"Master, what's the matter with you? Aren't you my master?" Meng Chen recovered and began to prevaricate.

虚度

"Tell the truth." Ling Tianfeng looked at Mengchen with those elusive eyes.

"Master, Mengchen is already telling the truth." Mengchen's palms began to slip.

"Mengchen, have you recovered your memory?" Ling Tianfeng sat up suddenly.

"Master, what do you mean?" Mengchen also sat up quickly.

"Liushui, is that you?" Ling Tianfeng turned around and threw Mengchen down.

"His Royal Highness, it's me." Meng Chen had no choice but to recruit.

"It's really you, Liushui." Ling Tianfeng's nose gradually turned red, and tears flowed from the mask.

"Your Highness, I would rather hear you call me Mengchen, and I also like calling you Shizun." Mengchen wiped away the tears on the mask, but couldn't wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Mengchen." Ling Tianfeng immediately sat down and wiped away tears.

"Little Junior Sister, what are you and this person doing on the roof?" On a tree next to the house, a man in black was looking at them.

"Brother Yan, what are you doing alone on the tree?" Ling Tianfeng didn't care about the one on the tree at all.

"Little Junior Sister, why are you asking me? Didn't I ask you first?"

"No." Ling Tianfeng turned his head away and ignored him.

"Master, who is he?" Mengchen grabbed Ling Tianfeng's hand, trying to find out the identity of the neglected person.

"Nostalgia, Tiangong Yujiu; Suspicion, smoke is everywhere." Ling Tianfeng's eyes clung to Mengchen's body, and Yu Guang also clung to Mengchen's body.

"He is Ximen Yan." Mengchen said in a low voice.

"Brother Yan, why didn't the brothers come here?" Ling Tianfeng was finally willing to talk to him about something serious.

"Brother Wolf and the others went to Xiaoyaoju to investigate how that man got out." Ximen Yan jumped down from the tree.

"Do you need my help?" Ling Tianfeng was still sitting on the roof, no matter what Ximen Yan was doing in her temple.

"No, I just sneaked out to see how you are doing."

"Brother Yan, you don't want to talk like that, do you?" Ling Tianfeng suddenly turned his head and gave him a "death" stare.

"Junior Sister, I still have something to do. When I'm free, bring Brother Lang and the others for a stroll." Seeing the staring eyes, Ximen Yan quickly turned into smoke and fled.

"Brother Yan is like this. When you see him in the future, the first thing you need to do is to tell him that you are mine." Ling Tianfeng patted the dust off his hands, and brought Mengchen down to the roof.

"Master, have we looked at it for an hour? Half of the stick of incense is burned out." Mengchen casually glanced at the incense lit at the door, and thought to himself: Is this the same for Master's residence?Isn't burning incense at the door to respect ghosts?

"This is incense for attracting ghosts, not for watching the time." Ling Tianfeng took out another stick of incense from his sleeve, and lit it at the door.

"Master, what are you ordering this for?" Mengchen couldn't help sweating in her heart.

"I told you everything, recruiting ghosts." Ling Tianfeng left this sentence and went in.Mengchen had no choice but to follow in.

"Why recruit ghosts?"

"You forgot, since I was born, I was a person of extreme Yin evil. The yang energy here is too heavy, which makes me feel uncomfortable. The gates of the God Realm are all condensed with extreme Yang energy, and there is no Yin energy in the God Realm. Therefore, I I want to summon ghosts to descend to the sun." Ling Tianfeng poured two glasses of water, one for herself and one for Mengchen.

"But this, don't you think about me?" Mengchen didn't take the glass of water, but smiled awkwardly.

"Don't go out at night." Ling Tianfeng went to bed after finishing speaking.

戏耍

The next morning.

"Master, don't you want to get up?" Mengchen had already got up, and after tidying herself up, she came to Ling Tianfeng's room, and saw Ling Tianfeng hugged the quilt, but she hadn't woken up yet.On her feet was an extremely long silver chain that went from ankle to knee.

Ling Tianfeng didn't answer and continued to sleep.

"Excuse me, is His Highness the God of War here?" A voice came from the door, it was none other than the gentleman from the previous country.

"She's resting." After Mengchen covered Ling Tianfeng with the quilt, she went out.

"Then, please pass on a message from Your Highness: The Divine Lord has something to do with Your Highness. If you are resting, wait until His Highness has rested. Please come to the Hall of Discussion." The man bowed to Meng Chen and then withdrew.

"Master, someone has something to do with you, so don't get up yet." Mengchen walked back to the room and shook Ling Tianfeng who was still sleeping.But Ling Tianfeng slept too deeply.

"Master," there is no other way but to do this, "Your bellyband is exposed."

As soon as Mengchen finished speaking, Ling Tianfeng suddenly opened his eyes.

"Master, you are awake." Meng Chen pressed Ling Tian