[Liao Zhai] Daughter-in-law is three hundred years older than me

In the end Xiao 29 won, Yao Yunqian proudly brought the army back to the city, and asked someone to hold a banquet, intending to reward Xiao 29 at night, Xiao 29 didn't have much interest in this, but since it was Yao Yunqian's kindness, he didn't refuse.

The first thing the injured Yerlo did after returning home was not to find a witch doctor, but to find the high priest. He was sensitively aware of some problems with Xiao 29, but Xiao 29 didn't know about it yet. He was thinking about worshiping Yao Yunqian for righteousness. father this matter.

"You want Uncle Yao to take you in as a foster son?" Yuncheng looked at Xiao 29 incredulously, wondering if his brain was going awry, and he actually wanted to recognize a courtier as a foster father. After all, for Yuncheng, The current Xiao 29 is His Royal Highness Xian Wang. As a member of the royal family, how could he easily recognize a courtier as his righteous father? This would cause a sensation all over the country. Unfortunately, Xiao 29 is a fake.

"Why, is there a problem?" Xiao 29 asked with raised eyebrows looking at Yuncheng's expression.

"You have a noble status, even if you want Uncle Yao to accept you as a foster son, Uncle Yao would not dare to accept you, besides, why do you want to recognize a foster father?" Yun Cheng said, but he felt a little regretful in his heart, why didn't he think of it sooner? This way, then he and Uncle Yao would really be a family, and it would save those people from talking so much gossip back then.

"He will agree." Xiao 29 said with a smile.

The bonfire is burning, surrounded by long tables, which are full of piles, including fruits, cooked vegetables, and meat, basically all of them.To be honest, the environment at the border is difficult, Yao Yunqian was able to prepare so much, which shows that Yao Yunqian put his heart into it, and Xiao 29 is not the kind of person who doesn't know what to do, so he was very moved.

Of course, Xiao 29 couldn't eat all these things, and in the end it was cheaper for those soldiers, so everyone was very happy. In this dim and flickering firelight, he also looked charming without knowing it, exuding a charming fragrance. When Yao Yunqian realized that something was wrong with those people, he realized that Xiao 29 was already drunk. On the chair, a pair of eyes like autumn water with affection, unconsciously seduce and attract people, so startled that Yao Yunqian immediately stood up, walked in front of Xiao 29, and carried him away.

Xiao 29 was probably really drunk, and he let Yao Yunqian hold him, looking very cute, the eyes through the silver mask were clear and bright at the moment, full of admiration.

Yao Yunqian sent him into the room, put him on the bed, just about to pull up the quilt, but Xiao 29 who was lying on the bed sat up, tilted his head and looked at Yao Yunqian, with an innocent and ignorant appearance, like a child.

"I'm not your son, but I want to be your son." Xiao 29 looked at Yao Yunqian and said suddenly.

Because Xiao 29's voice was not loud and vague, Yao Yunqian didn't hear it very clearly. He reached out to touch Xiao 29's loose long hair, and said with a puzzled smile, "What's the matter?"

"I'm not your son, but I want to be your son." Xiao 29 said again, this time the words were much clearer and higher, Yao Yunqian naturally heard clearly, his eyes couldn't help but widen, a little surprised.

"Although you are not my son, I also like you very much and want you to be my son." Then Yao Yunqian smiled, looking at Xiao 29's eyes full of love.

Regardless of the facts, even if Liu Hui was here, Yao Yunqian would not admit that it was his son's, because it would bring him trouble, and even his son.

"Then you can accept me as a foster son." Xiao 29 looked at Yao Yunqian and smiled sweetly.

"Okay, good son, now sleep well." Yao Yunqian was a little excited, but seeing Xiao 29's eyes that had become a little confused, he helped him to lie down and said.

As for whether Xiao 29 will remember today's events tomorrow, Yao Yunqian doesn't care anymore, and speaks the truth after drinking, Yao Yunqian believes that it is enough for Xiao 29 to recognize himself as his father in his heart.

Sitting by the bed watching Xiao 29 for a long time, the more Yao Yunqian looked at Xiao 29, the more he felt that Xiao [-] looked like himself, he was very happy to see him, and he left just before dawn.

As soon as he left, Xiao 29 opened his eyes, sat up, and rubbed his eyes. He didn't expect Yao Yunqian to be so patient and sit for so long, but he had already told him the truth. Xiao 29 snickered irresponsibly when he realized that he wasn't Liu Hui and couldn't blame himself.

Xiao 29 was in a good mood, so he couldn't help taking out the Fuxiqin, and just sat on the bed in disheveled clothes to play the piano, which was clear and melodious, cheerful and smooth.

Everyone didn't know what song it was, they just thought it was nice, and after listening to it twice, they were able to hum it.

After attracting many people to inquire, Xiao 29 was very surprised. It turned out that the ancients also liked small apples, and they were very happy to share them with everyone. The border town soon became popular, and the whole border town seemed extremely happy and enthusiastic, making the barbarians He thought Yao Yunqian had figured out a way to deal with them.

"High priest, is that silver-masked man really a demon?" Yello asked while kneeling in front of the barbarian high priest.

The High Priest in black robes was also kneeling, but his eyes were blank when he looked up at Yello, there were no black eyes, they were completely white, strange and penetrating.

However, Yerro was not afraid, and still looked at him. After all, the high priest was not only the noble high priest of the barbarians, but also his adoptive father and the person who helped him ascend to the throne.

"Yes, the king had better not touch him." The high priest looked at Yerro and said, although his face was still icy, but Yerro felt tenderness and persuasion.

"But if he helps Yao Yunqian attack my barbarians, I can't think of a way to deal with him." Yeeruo said with a slight frown.

"Although he is a monster, he has practiced Buddhism and will not kill people at will. If he really helps Yao Yunqian to attack our barbarians, I will help him. Don't worry too much, Your Majesty." The high priest looked at Yeerluo and said.

A pair of thin and withered hands that looked like withered branches stretched out from the wide black sleeves. There was a round carved silver coin in it. Hierro looked at the high priest with some doubts, not knowing what to give him a silver coin for. .

"This is a talisman. It can keep you safe. Wear it close to your body." The high priest said, and stretched out his other hand. A red rope was pinched between his two fingers, and he waved his fingers lightly. The red rope seemed to have life , glowing red, penetrating the silver coin, flawless, as if it was originally inlaid on the silver coin.

Hierro bowed his head, and the High Priest put the silver coin amulet on him, and flicked his fingers lightly at the joints, and they blended perfectly without a single gap, as if they had always been connected together.

"Thank you High Priest." Yello touched the amulet hanging around his neck, looked up at the High Priest and thanked him.

"There is no need to say thanks between us. It's getting late, go back and rest." The high priest said, waving Yellro to leave, Yellro got up, nodded to the high priest, then turned and left,

After Yello left, the high priest still sat there without any movement, the room was dead silent, if anyone stayed here, he would feel terrified.

After Yello's aura evacuated away from the High Priest's residence, the High Priest took out a flute from his long sleeve. The body was made of bones and glowed with blue light.

Put the flute close to his mouth, move his fingers, and blow a sound that no one can hear. However, if people can't hear it, it doesn't mean that other things can't hear it. After a while, you can hear the buzzing sound, surrounded by swarms of bees Following the waste of the high priest's residence, it flew into the room along the doors and windows, hovered in front of the high priest, and finally walked out of a handsome man.

A head of blond hair that reaches to the ground, wearing a blond robe with a wide open neckline, you can see a white and lean body, a white belt embroidered with gold flowers is loosely tied around the waist, barefoot on the ground, ankles still It is tied with a silver bell, which makes a pleasant sound as it moves.

I saw him walking behind the high priest, a pair of white and round jade arms stretched out from the golden long sleeves, and stretched forward from the high priest's waist, embracing the high priest's waist, and a sweet fragrance filled the air. Surrounded by the high priest, the high priest remained unmoved, allowing those hands to do whatever they wanted.

"It's really boring. I haven't seen you for so long and I haven't expressed anything." Seeing that the high priest didn't respond, the man let go of the high priest somewhat depressed, stood up, sat in front of him, and looked at him angrily.

"I want to ask you for help." The high priest looked at the man calmly and said, his white eyes looked in the man's direction without any trace.

"I knew that I would go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, so you wouldn't come to me if nothing happened." The man looked at the high priest and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Mr. Lian, you are a demon and I am a human being. As I said earlier, we are not willing to do it." The high priest looked at the man and said.

"I use this excuse every time, I don't dislike you for being old, but you still dislike me for being a demon." The man stretched out his hand and grabbed the high priest's dead branch-like hand and muttered.

"Since you know that I am old, why don't you go find the young one? You can live forever, but I only have a few short decades, and my time is running out. Even if I am with you, how long can I stay with you?" , so it's better never to be with you, even if I leave, you won't be so sad." The high priest calmly narrated the facts with no expression on his face.

"But I just like you. If you die, I will accompany you." Lian Jun said, lowering his head, leaning his head on the high priest's body, smelling the decaying smell.

"Don't talk nonsense, I still need you to help me take care of Yeerluo." The high priest said, reaching out to stroke Lord Lian's long hair, a rare trace of tenderness.

Yeeruo, Yeeruo, I knew that Yeeruo, although Mr. Lian was unhappy, he didn't want to quarrel with the high priest. After all, it's been a long time since we meet again, and it would be meaningless to waste time arguing.

"There is a silver-masked man in Yao Yunqian's army. He is a demon. I want you to help me find out his cultivation." The high priest said.

"Understood, but you have to meet my request." Lian Jun looked up at the high priest and said.

The high priest was a little hesitant, but he still said later: "As long as I don't ask me to marry you, that's fine."

"Hmph." Lian Jun snorted coldly, raised her head and kissed the high priest on the lips, before the high priest pushed him away, she turned into a bee and flew out.

The high priest touched his lips with his hand, and his lips that were originally a straight line were slowly raised, and he actually smiled. If Mr. Lian knew, he would probably regret that he left so early.