[69 Book Bar - www.] Yao Yue frowned, "What did you say? What kind of bastard is not a bastard? Huan'er is..."

Can't say, can't say anything.

Yao Yue recalled the words she heard at the bottom of the hot spring pool. Since Qingqiu could unite with Jiutian to destroy the demons in Linyuan, it shows Qingqiu's position.

The person in front of me is not just Mingyu, he is the emperor of Qingqiu, who is decisive in killing and has sharp methods.

Yao Yue raised her head, looked directly at Ming Yu, and said every word with extreme seriousness, "Huan'er is my child. Mr. Hu, please be more polite when you speak."

"Polite? How could Princess Shanshui ever be polite to anyone back then?"

Mingyu mocked Yaoyue again and again today.

Especially since this person often mentioned things that Yao Yue never wanted to think about again.

This normal Mingyu is so unpleasant!

Yao Yue endured and endured, hugged Yan Huan tightly in her arms, and stepped aside, "Seeing that Mr. Hu can talk so much now, I think it's great. The place here is small and cannot accommodate your honor."

If she can't afford to offend him, can she still afford to hide from him?

Mingyu Xu didn't want to stay with Yao Yue anymore. After hearing Yao Yue's words, she walked forward.

He looked up and stood with his hands behind his back.

Yao Yue then remembered that when she dragged Ming Yu into the bottom of the hot spring pool that day, it was when Yan Li's spiritual power was at its weakest.

In the past few days, she had been too busy taking care of Mingyu. I was afraid that the barrier set up by Yanli would return to its original state.

Then Mingyu will most likely not be able to get out.

Yao Yue immediately put Yan Huan down, rushed in front of Ming Yu, stretched out her hand to push the barrier, and as expected, as Yao Yue expected, the barrier did not move at all.

Yanli's injuries recovered quickly after thinking about it.

Yao Yue couldn't help but sigh, and glanced at Ming Yu apologetically, "I'm afraid I can't get out. It doesn't matter, I will be able to get out in a hundred years at most. You will be free by then."

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In the backlight, Mingyu stood tall and straight, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"Who among the three realms has the ability to set up such a powerful barrier?"

Mingyu's voice was cold.

Now that he was injured and had lost a lot of his spiritual power, he was unable to break this barrier.

Yao Yue lowered her head and said, "The flower god is feasting on Li."

Mingyu was silent for a long time again.

The atmosphere is so awkward.

Yao Yue couldn't help but twist her clothes with her hands.

The person in front of her was obviously so familiar. They had once had the most intimate skin-to-skin contact in the world. But in the blink of an eye, he stood in front of her, but he could not remember those past moments.

Mingyu became Yao Yue's most familiar enemy.

"Mother, mother, your hand is still bleeding. Huan'er, let me blow it on you." Xiao Yanhuan held Yao Yue's finger, stood on tiptoes, pouted her pink and tender lips, and carefully moved the hand that Yao Yue had just cut.

Blow on the wound.

She was really grateful to this child, otherwise she wouldn't have known how she would have survived being alone with Mingyu.

Is this what the book on the human world says, "It's better to miss each other than to see each other."

"Mother, mother, look, your hand is really healed!"

Xiaoyan clapped her hands happily.

Yao Yue lowered her head and saw that the terrible wound had healed in just a moment.

Yao Yue knelt down and kissed Xiao Yan Huan's tender cheek, "Huan'er is so amazing."

Xiao Yanhuan's arms were as white and tender as white lotus roots, and she hugged Yao Yue's neck softly.

The joy on Yao Yue's face slowly faded away where Yan Huan couldn't see it.

This child may have some special ability because he is a descendant of the demon clan. But this ability may not be a blessing.

She inadvertently raised her head and met Mingyu's gaze.

He immediately looked away in disgust.

Yao Yue's eyes dimmed.

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The days at the bottom of the hot spring pool were very peaceful.

It was just like being at the bottom of the ice sea, except that the one accompanying Yao Yue was no longer the little maid Blue Bird, but the little phoenix Yan Huan.

Although Mingyu recovered his true nature, he just sat in a corner quietly breathing and practicing all day long.

Gradually, there was no difference between Yao Yue's presence and his absence.

When Yan Li imprisoned Yao Yue here, he also left her many books and bamboo slips.

When he was bored for a long time, Yao Yue taught Xiao Yanhuan how to read.

Since he is Gui Che's child, Yao Yue must educate this child as well as he taught Gui Che.

Yan Huan's receptive ability is extremely fast. He recognized all the most basic characters in half a month. After three months, he was able to read by himself.

In the end, he simply held the book all day long, sitting in the corner like Mingyu, as quiet as if he didn't exist.

As a first-time mother, Yao Yue felt a sense of accomplishment. It seemed that she could still be a good mother.

I remember that my father used to worry about how she would get married and have children in the future, and how she would be a good mother. Now, isn't she doing a good job?

If her father knew about it, he would definitely be happy for her.

Thinking of this, Yao Yue suddenly missed Donghai very much.

She was so depressed that Yan Huan didn't know which corner she had huddled in to read a book. Yao Yue couldn't help but take her out to relieve her boredom, so she had to search the bookshelf by herself. Unexpectedly, she found a novel.

book.

I opened it and saw, oh, the opening chapter shows a rich man waiting on the roadside and hiring a group of thugs to rob a beautiful woman.

Yao Yue sighed, this beginning was really cliché. With her eyes closed, she could tell what was going to happen next: it must be the righteous little heart beating of a poor young hero passing by, who effortlessly defeated the group of pigs around the rich kid.

The story of having the same teammates and then getting married to a beautiful woman.

Boring.

I wanted to close the notebook, but I raised my hand and put it down again.

Let's see how vulgar this drama can be.

Yao Yue turned another page.

Keep reading and your eyes will almost fall off.

The beauty is actually a young man!

In silence, Yao Yue stretched out the corners of her lips, haha, she had very little contact with this romance between men.

When she was in the most ridiculous mood, she followed Feng Luan to wallow in the wind and moon. She herself was very curious about these secrets, but Feng Luan, who loved the erotic palace deeply, was not good at the idea of ​​a man breaking up with her peach cut sleeves.

Once out.

"The compatibility of men and women, the harmony of yin and yang, is the orthodoxy in the world." Feng Luan, that wretched man, said such righteous words for the first time in front of Yao Yue, which sounded very meaningful.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the guy's eyes sparkled, he shook his peach blossom fan, and he looked like a self-proclaimed romantic, but in Yao Yue's opinion, he turned around and teased the ignorant girls walking on the street.

Yao Yue sometimes has hallucinations, thinking that Feng Luan waving the peach blossom fan is actually a man, because Yao Yue has never seen a woman who can tease women so skillfully.

Moreover, Feng Luan is so charming that even if she wears the equipment of a foot-picking man, she still cannot distinguish between male and female.

It took Yao Yue an entire afternoon to finish reading this book.

The tragic rich kid staged a vigorous secret love story, but could not escape the fate of the poor supporting character. He was reincarnated into various animals for hundreds of lives, but in the end, the immortal Lord never left him.

Reluctantly closing the script, Yao Yue held back the tears again and again. The tears she finally held back could not be restrained. They rolled out again and landed on the script.

There have been so many talented people in the mortal world in recent years, and they actually dared to fabricate forbidden romances between immortals in the heaven. I don’t know how such a blatant gossip about the heaven ended up in Yanli’s book.

Yao Yue was wiping her tears sadly when a hand suddenly stretched out from beside her and took away the notebook in front of Yao Yue.

Yao Yue's eyes had already become swollen to the size of a pair of walnuts from crying. She could barely see the person in front of her clearly. After a pause, Mingyu, who had always been the living background, actually moved.

He opened the notebook.

I originally wanted to read the storybook to relieve my inner depression, but I didn't want to read such a sadistic story. It felt like a fish bone was stuck in my throat, and a ball of cotton wool was stuffed in my chest.

, Yao Yue became even more depressed.

Whenever she reads a good book or encounters a good story, Yao Yue wants to tell others about it.

Seeing Mingyu opening the book, Yao Yue opened her eyes wide and waited expectantly.

I hope this suddenly moving living background can say a word or two to myself.
To be continued...