After Brother Tao made such a fuss, I suddenly lost the interest in drinking and fooling around.
He went to Bowang Mausoleum to see the ancient tombs. I sat at the stone table in the yard, thinking about it over and over again, but I still couldn’t figure out how I could have such a dream in Tianxian Pavilion, and how someone I just met could do it.
Appear in my dream?
Although in appearance, Tianyao in the dream is slightly different from Tianyao in reality, what would Tianyao in reality think if she knew that another person named Tianyao appeared in my dream?
It wasn't until my mother came to the stone table with chicken soup that I woke up.
Come on, let's have some chicken soup?
My mother is always the one who is afraid that I will not gain weight.
Is this a grouse?
The mother smiled and said, Hey, since when did my son start to study food? Yes, this is a grouse, a beautiful bird that can climb trees. What are you doing? Your father said that you are going to write a thank you note to the Demon Queen.
, how is the writing going? Do you want to leave it to Prime Minister Mei as your ghostwriter? It seems that you haven’t chatted with Shaomei these days. I think that girl is good, with a calm personality, and is good at listening...
Mom! Are you here again? I immediately lost interest in drinking chicken soup. One annoying thing came after another, and she actually teased me about it.
My mother immediately smiled and said, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this. Mr. Zhuang, have you checked to see if he is okay? Liang Ya said you had a great time chatting, right? What did you talk about? Can you tell my mother?"
What?
I nodded and replied, Mom, Mr. Zhuang is hiding something from you. In fact, he knows martial arts and Taoism, but he is hiding these from you.
My mother poured the chicken soup from the jar into the bowl without saying anything, you know.
Ah? It turns out my mother knows. Then why did you hide my situation from him? It’s just that I have a demonic aura.
My mother is still disapproving with a pale face. I came to him just to let him teach you knowledge. I didn't ask him to teach you martial arts and spells. Why do I know so much? What about you? You are the son of the peerless demon king.
, you are destined not to be an ordinary person like others. If I call you stupid, I just want him to teach you well and let you learn more tactics and governance skills so that you can become a demon king in the future. There is nothing wrong with this.
.Besides, you don’t need him at all to practice sorcery. I’m here, so why do you let him know so much about you?
But... wouldn't he be on target if he knew a comprehensive me?
Ha, my mother smiled slightly and said, more like a demon king than my father, "How can a teacher understand all the art of the emperor? If he had figured you out, wouldn't you have been kneaded by him?"
?My silly son, what you want to learn is the art of the emperor. If he can teach you, then why can't he become the emperor of the human race?
…
I'm speechless.
It turns out that my mother knows everything.
After that, I could only swallow back what I wanted to say and let Mr. Zhuang continue to admire my mother. I was unable to sort out their affairs.
By the way, there is something quite mysterious. My dad said that the Qibao Exquisite Pagoda that was blown up on Qiu Ming Mountain actually contained the immortal body of an immortal. What is that? Do you know? I suddenly remembered this.
, asked with interest.
My mother sat down, put the chicken soup in front of me, and recalled, I don’t know much about this matter, but when I was a child, I seemed to have heard a legend, saying that the Demon Queen, for the sake of the Demon Clan, got something from the human race.
The national master learned a way to capture an immortal who had gone through tribulations, peel off his body and soul, and then leave the immortal body in the fairy forest. On the one hand, it can transform yin and yang, resolve the grievances of human beings, and eliminate demons.
hatred, on the other hand, it can suppress the evil spirit of the demon clan, avoid internal fighting, and make the demon clan stronger. Later, it is said that the demon queen really did this. But is the immortal body contained in the Seven Treasures Exquisite Tower?
This girl doesn't know.
My dad said it! It must be true!
My mother still disagreed and said, your father said it, but it doesn't seem to matter to us whether the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda contains the immortal body of an immortal. Does it?
Uh... It seems so. Whether the Seven Treasures Exquisite Tower contains the immortal body of an immortal has nothing to do with me. Anyway, even if it did, it doesn't matter now. The tower was blown up and the immortal body was also destroyed.
Just stole it.
…
Mom, I want to ask you a favor.
Talk. My mother couldn't sit still. The roses in the yard were growing a little messy. She picked up a pair of scissors and started to prune them.
Last time I brought Xin Rui to the Poetry Fair. Bai Gui, the son of the guard general from the cold night elf clan, seems to have taken a liking to her and asked me to introduce her. It’s not convenient for me to come forward now. Can you tell the general?
Madam, go and have a chat, see what Bai Gui's character is like, and then match them up?
My mother uttered an ouch, probably stung by the sharp thorns of the rose flower, and said, "No problem."
Oh, you agreed so readily?
My mother smiled and said, "Zhi'er Mo Ruoniang, how can my mother not be clear about your little ninety-nine things?"
You have always regarded Xinrui as your younger sister, haven’t you? Well, it’s up to you. Whoever becomes your queen in the future is your own business. I won’t force you to do this. You are not an adult yet anyway. When you become an adult, it will be up to you.
Maybe I can meet someone better? It’s just that doing this is a bit of a disservice to the child Xinrui. I watched this child grow up, and many times I wanted to nudge her, but someone like her
Which girl can live without having a dream in her heart? Life is really hard for them. But every time I want to say it, I dare not say it, for fear of hurting them. Leave this matter to your mother,
If the child named Bai can treat her well and the two of them can be together well, maybe it will be a good thing?
Huh? Didn’t you want to talk about this just now? Why are you back to this topic now?
My mother turned around and looked at me with a smile.
I pursed my lips and knocked on the table, thinking, since I have been the messenger, I will spend most of the time in the Demon Courtyard. I am not worried about anything else, I am just worried about this guy Xinrui. General Xin and my father
Just like that, a big and rough guy who only knows how to fight and kill, and doesn't even have the consciousness to guess other people's thoughts. I'm going to the Demon Court. Don't let Xin Rui get into trouble. I just recognize such a sister.
…
My mother frowned and said, "What do you think Shaomei said? This kid seems to be interested in you."
My mother is very straightforward.
I'm not worried about Shaomei. She is very smart and good at adjusting her mood. I said.
Ah! Didn’t you realize that my son can actually figure out the thoughts of his daughter’s family?
My mother teased.
But I shook my head and sighed, Mom, please stop making trouble. The draft will start in three days. I really don’t understand. They already said that this marriage is a political marriage. Why do the women of the flower demon clan still act like this?
Are you interested, are you vying to be a show girl? Nearly two hundred people applied at once! It will take a few days to make the selection. After going through this, even if I am a lustful young man, I am afraid that I will have to be aesthetic now.
Tired.
Haha... Mom smiled happily, as if the person sitting in front of her worrying about this matter was not her son but a bad clown.
After laughing enough, she took the scissors and put the flower branches on the table. She carefully trimmed the rose branches and said, Alas, there is this step in life. When you are young, you do things based on interest.
, but what you do is that one day it will become your main business. When your interest becomes your main business, you will naturally feel different. Now it’s okay, forcing you to do things you don’t like is just a grind.
I'll grind you down, and then maybe... you'll be able to find a new way to do things.
But don’t worry, Mom knows that you are not the kind of person who is born to judge people by their appearance. The person you are waiting for has not yet appeared. When she appears, you will have passed the limit of aesthetic fatigue and keep her in mind.