[Comprehensive] My father's name is Sanriyue

When Ling Xiao returned to Sanri Yuezong's near room, he saw the lights in the room turned on.

He pushed open the door, and Sanri Yuezong was sitting at the table in only white pajamas, with a cup in his hand.

"Father, why are you up?" Ling Xiao walked in and closed the door with his backhand, asking as he walked.

"I'm thirsty from sleep, get up and drink some water." Sanri Yuezong looked at him gently with close eyes, and then waved to him.

"Can't you sleep? Come."

Sanri Yuezong patted the cushion beside him, and Ling Xiao sat down as he said.

"Still worried about that god judge?"

Sanri Yue Zongjin's demeanor is very kind, making it easy for people to ignore his appearance which is different from his demeanor.

"..." Ling Xiao shook his head silently, Sanri Yuezong took a closer look, and then handed over the cup at hand.

"Father?" Ling Xiao looked at Sanri Yue Zongjin suspiciously, only to see Sanri Yuezong approaching with a gentle smile, "You've been out for so long, are you thirsty too?"

"I..." Before the word "buke" could be said, Sanri Yuezong approached his lips with a cup.

The rim of the cup almost touched his lips, Ling Xiao had no choice but to say: "Father, I'll drink, let me do it myself."

Sanri Yuezong shook his head and looked at him with a smile.

"...Okay." Ling Xiao compromised again, he lowered his head, and finished drinking the water in the glass with Sanri Yue Zongjin's hand.

"It is said that drinking some milk before going to bed can help you sleep, but unfortunately there is no milk now, so I don't know if drinking water will have this effect." Sanri Yuezong stared at Ling Xiao after drinking the water before saying this.

"Father, it turns out that you did it for this..." Ling Xiao didn't expect that Sanri Yue Zongjin did this to let him sleep peacefully, and his heart suddenly became warm.

"Rest is very important." Mikayue Zongjin put down the cup, and when the bottom of the cup touched the table, there was a slight sound.

"Especially now when your mind is seriously depleted."

"Although our sword spirit is made of steel, it is not indestructible."

"Have you ever had a rest recently?" After Sanri Yue Zongjin asked this sentence, he already had the answer in his heart.

"...had a rest." Ling Xiao and Abe Seimei took a nap together for about two hours when they were in Heianjing.

This is not a lie, but Sanri Yuezong was noncommittal, he said: "You have a lot of thoughts and worries in your heart, and if you can't figure it out for a while, you should take a good rest, and it's not too late to think about it after recuperating."

"Since you can't sleep alone, you can stay with Weifu. It just so happens that Weifu is also sleepy." Sanri Yue Zongjin took on the posture of a father, got up and half-strongly pulled Ling Xiao to his bed.

Ling Xiao's bed was next to him, but Sanri Yue Zongjin lifted the thin quilt and pressed him down.

"Father!" Ling Xiao said in embarrassment: "I can fall asleep alone, father, let me—"

"Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay, as a father, I really want to sleep with my son, come on, don't be shy." Sanri Yuezong said as he went to pick off Ling Xiao's clothes. Ling Xiao wanted to stop him at a loss, but was afraid to use it The wrong force hurt him.

Ling Xiao was in a dilemma for a long time, but Yue Zongjin was in a hurry on the third day.

"Son, why are you taking off your clothes? Hey, why are you entangled?"

"Strange, it should be able to be pulled down here, huh? So it's fake?"

After working for a long time, Sanri Yuezong made a mess of Ling Xiao's clothes, Ling Xiao couldn't help but say, "Father, I'll do it myself."

So Ling Xiao tried to untie the tangled clothes, and Sanri Yue Zong was watching from the side hahaha.

The clothes are clearly not complicated, how did father get into such a knot?Ling Xiao buried his head in untying the knotted belt, wondering in his heart.

After taking off the blue coat, Ling Xiao was left with only a thin white coat. He folded the clothes and put them on the bedside, and Sanri Yuezong pulled him to lie down.

The air conditioner in the room quietly released the cold wind. Sanri Yuezong put a thin quilt on the two of them, raised his hand to turn off the light, thought for a while, and said softly: "Okay, good boy, go to sleep."

Ling Xiao didn't make a sound, he opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. After a while, Sanri Yue Zongjin seemed to know that he was not asleep, so he asked coaxingly, "Son, do you want to listen to a lullaby?"

"I'm going to sleep now!" Ling Xiao quickly closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Strange to say, after closing his eyes for a while, sleepiness surged up and invaded his whole mind. Ling Xiao was powerless to resist, and obediently fell asleep.

The room was quiet for a while, and the lights came on again.

On the third day, Yue Zong sat up and carefully looked at Ling Xiao's sleeping face.

Ling Xiao is not a lively character, even when he is sleeping, he is very peaceful. He is lying on his back, with his hands folded on his abdomen, in a well-behaved manner.

Ling Xiao seldom smiles, and his expression is usually very light, whether he is unhappy or happy, it is very rare for him to be happy.

Sanri Yue Zongjin, the old father, just saw childishness from Ling Xiao's quiet and well-behaved sleeping face. The ghost knows how he saw it, probably because his mentality has changed.

He suddenly had a son. Although the son was older than him, he was still very immature. To Ling Xiao, more than 3000 years were not as good as Sanri Yuezong's nearly 500 years.

Sanri Yue Zongjin has the reputation of "the most beautiful of the five swords in the world". When it was a sword, the person who held it was always changing, and because of the name of "the most beautiful", he was shelved by human beings and only went to the battlefield once.

When he has spiritual consciousness, he will watch all kinds of situations in the world with cold eyes, love and hate, love and hatred in his body.

But what about Ling Xiao?Sanri Yuezong recently asked Ling Xiao about his experience. In the past 3000 years, he had only three masters, one who enlightened him as a child, but was killed by a traitor. After his death, Ling Xiao sank to the bottom of the sea for a thousand years. He only regards him as a weapon, and regards him as the master of the seal.

In the long life he has experienced, it is far less exciting than what Sanri Yuezong "saw" recently, and he is far from mature enough when dealing with certain things.

Still a child, Mikazuki Zongjin thought lovingly.

The silly father is imagining how to teach his son some common sense, and the son will definitely adore him, and maybe, no, he will definitely say "Dad is the best!"

Sanri Yuezong laughed lowly. He reached out to touch Ling Xiao's cheek, but his eyes froze suddenly.

On the third day, Yue Zongjin's expression changed slightly, he pulled down half of the thin quilt covering Ling Xiao's body, and gently opened Ling Xiao's skirt.

After seeing it clearly, Sanri Yuezong shrank his pupils suddenly, leaned forward in a gaffe, and took Ling Xiao's body on the bedside.

He held Ling Xiao's body in his hand, and kept looking back and forth between Ling Xiao and the body.

The scabbard is very gorgeous and exquisite, and the material is not clear, but the patterns and carvings on it are extremely extraordinary and radiant.There are some differences between the hilt and the scabbard, but not that big, just the patterns are a little different.

This sword looks very delicate, not like a sharp weapon for killing people, but like a work of art.

But Ling Xiao said that he was once a sharp weapon in the hands of immortals to slay demons and demons.

Sanri Yuezong tried holding the hilt of the sword, but he couldn't pull it out, and he became more and more uneasy.

The source of his emotion was the dense black lines on Ling Xiao's body.

Sanri Yue Zongjin saw a black line from inside Ling Xiao's loose neckline just now.

After pulling off Ling Xiao's collar, the exposed chest was covered with dense black lines, like cracks.

The lines stretched all the way and were covered by clothes. The only three without lines were Ling Xiao's exposed hands and neck.

Sanri Yuezong took a few quick breaths, bent down, and put his ear close to Ling Xiao's chest with his face sideways.

He heard a steady and strong heartbeat, and he was relieved.

In Honmaru's main house, Tomomi was arguing not to go to the government of Tokimi, and repeatedly threatened her with verbal threats. Seeing her resoluteness, Yakuken Toshiro had no choice but to go and get the medicine kit to bandage the wound on the back of her head.

Horikawa Kunihiro stood by and watched worriedly. Whenever Tomomi frowned, he would ask "Does it hurt?" and asked Yaken Toshiro to lighten his hand.

Concern is chaotic, Horikawa Kunihiro is not as calm as Yaken Toshiro, he was the first to see Tomomi's tragedy, and his mind is still reflecting Tomomi's pale face and closed eyes.

In contrast, Yaken Toshiro is much better. His personality is calm and rational. Seeing that Tomomi still has the strength to make a fuss about the government of the time, his sanity is also clear, and he knows that the injury is not serious. The person has spiritual power, which is different from ordinary people. When he thought about it in his heart, he calmed down.

Taking a closer look at this moment, Yaken Toshiro was surprised to find that the back of Tomomi's head was just scratched and bleeding.

The scratched area was not large, not the size of a soybean, but there was a puddle of blood.

It's strange, Yaken Toshiro still bandaged Tomomi responsibly. He used mild medicines. Perhaps the alcohol used for disinfection stimulated the affected area, and Tomomi felt a little pain.

Horikawa Kunihiro was talking next to him, Yaken Toshiro didn't say anything, Tomomi thought he was noisy: "Horikawa, be quiet."

Hearing this, Horikawa Kunihiro nodded silently, and watched Yaken Toshiro's every move with scorching eyes instead.

"Okay, general, don't get wet these few days, so as not to get infected." Yaken Toshiro finished his work, pushed his glasses that had slipped a bit and straightened up and said.

"It's really troublesome." Zhimei muttered in a low voice, Yaken Toshiro heard it clearly, he cleared his throat and said: "General, if you don't want to go to the government of the time, you can only do it first, the treatment of this pill for human beings But there is no advanced government of the time."

"I see." Zhimei replied in a waned mood, "Today is really my unlucky day."

Yaken Toshiro and Horikawa Kunihiro looked at each other and smiled wryly, shaking their heads helplessly.

Yaken Toshiro was about to urge Tomomi to rest. After all, it is always right for injured patients to rest more. As soon as he was about to speak, he turned his head and looked outside the door.

The door had not been cleaned up after it fell down before, the door panel lay pitifully on the floor, and the bedroom was wide open to the outside.

Fortunately, part of it was blocked by a screen, and Yaken Toshiro's position just happened to be able to see the scene outside the door clearly.

Yiqi Yizhen stood at the door, staring at the screen with a serious expression.