I ran away with the villain as a cub

Although in the end, Song Lingyi still achieved the goal of making Rong Ting sleepless for half the night, but for some reason, his mood was not as happy as he imagined.

Almost didn't get out of bed the next day to go to the auction.

Rong Ting tried to dig him out of the quilt, but he pulled the quilt over his head and rolled into the bed. When he was finally pulled out, his face was already blushing because he couldn't breathe.

He couldn't even open his eyes, lying on the pillow dying: "I don't want to go."

Rong Ting sat on the head of the bed and poked his cheek: "Who did you learn to stay in bed?"

Song Lingyi avoided his harassment, closed her eyes and said, "I'm with you, who else can I have?"

"Nonsense." Rong Ting wanted to say that he never stayed in bed, but some inappropriate images flashed through his mind, and he fell silent immediately.

Song Lingyi plunged into his arms: "Rong Ting, I don't want to work hard anymore."

Rong Ting: "..."

Song Lingyou acted like a baby in a strange way: "You support me."

The big boss who was ridiculed became furious, took advantage of the problem, and threw the quilt aside.

Without the quilt, Song Lingling was like a snail without its shell, dragged out of bed by Rong Ting helplessly, and deliberately fell on Rong Ting as if she had no bones.

Rong Ting supported him, and pretended to reprimand him: "Stand properly."

Pretending to be casual, he said reservedly: "Why didn't I see you treat him like this?"

Song Lingzi opened her eyes a little: "You don't like it?"

Rong paused: "... I like it."

"That's enough." Song Lingyi opened her arms, "My concubine, help me change my clothes."

He closed his eyes again, but the corners of his mouth were curled up, like a cat that has successfully sneaked.Rong Ting was itchy to see, and really put on his clothes, and said, "Is Your Majesty still satisfied?"

"Satisfied, one hundred faints." Song Lingyi applauded him, "I'll still flip your sign tonight."

Concubine Rong bowed her head and kissed the corner of his mouth, and sent her cordial condolences: "Aren't your hands sore?"

Song Lingxuan: "..."

Or go to the cold palace and wait for you :)

After some nonsense, the two finally rushed to the auction by stepping on the spot.

Of course, it is impossible for the majestic Sky Crane Palace Master to sit crowded with other ordinary monsters.A rabbit demon waiter led them to the reserved box. The brochures and melon and fruit spirit wine had already been placed in the box, and the entire venue could be overlooked from the window.

Rong Ting saw that Song Ling's eyes could not help but drift towards the big ears of the rabbit demon, and he couldn't help being a little unhappy, so he asked the rabbit to go down, and when the door was closed, he suddenly grabbed Song Ling's waist and stood there. Bite on the white earlobe, dissatisfied:

"What are you looking at?"

Song Ling was in pain, and blushed a little because of his sudden ambiguous behavior, and whispered: "I just think it's cute..."

He added, "I'm just looking at it."

Rong Ting looked hesitant: "'Just' to see?"

Song Lingyi turned her head and stared at him: "You..."

Rong Ting: "What about me?"

She thought to herself, if Song Lingyou dared to speak ill of him...

Song Lingyu said, "You are so cute."

Rong Ting's eyes were slightly slow, but his mouth did not spare him, he snorted softly and said, "Everyone is cute."

Song Lingyu thought to herself that this reaction was exactly the same as that of Shanshan.He suddenly found the joy of teasing children again, rolled his eyes, and suddenly saw something, pulled Rong Ting and said: "Look, is that the kitten we saw last time?"

As he spoke, he motioned Rong Ting to look down the hall, his head sticking out of the window.

Rong Ting pulled him back, his expression became more and more unhappy: "What kind of kitten, I don't have any impression, you sit still, I don't care if you fall."

Song Lingyi laughed heartily, and suddenly leaned in front of him, looked at him at close range for a while, and rubbed the tip of her nose against his: "Why do you even eat children's jealousy?"

His mind was broken, Rong Ting couldn't hold back, he said stiffly: "So what?"

"No way, no way." Song Lingyi's eyes were full of smiles, and he kept the distance between cross-eyed eyes and looked at him for a while, then slowly lowered his eyelids, and fixed his eyes on his well-shaped lips, Almost in a whisper, "I kind of want to kiss you."

Rong Ting's eyes flashed, and the tips of his ears were a little red: "Don't tease me."

Song Lingyi didn't agree, quickly bit his lips, sat back to her original position, and covered her face with the booklet on the table: "It's about to start, let's see what we have."

In the goblin auction, most of the items presented are of course suitable for goblins.

Song Lingyi glanced at ten lines, saw something she had never heard of, and couldn't understand the literal meaning, so she turned her head to ask Rong Ting. After asking, she would often be kissed on the corner of her lips, or fed a little fruit or wine.

Then he saw the final auction item: a phoenix crown feather.

He paused and looked at Rong Ting.

He has heard that dragon and phoenix are naturally arrogant.Dragons have inverse scales, and they die when touched; while phoenixes, which are more delicate than dragons, have more places that cannot be touched. For things like crowns and feathers, even if a phoenix accidentally dies outside, it will die at the moment of death. Auto-destruct.

It stands to reason that it is absolutely impossible to live outside, let alone be put up for auction.

Rong Ting's face was very calm: "Look what I'm doing?"

He followed Song Ling's gaze and said casually, "Do you like it? Then I'll buy it for you."

Song Lingyu: "I heard that Phoenix doesn't allow crown feathers of the same clan..."

"It's okay." Rong Ting said firmly, "I'll give it to you, no one dares to say anything."

Song Lingyi thought at first that he was showing the prestige of the domineering Palace Master.

Until the auction items were auctioned out one by one, and when it came to the finale of the Phoenix Crown Feather, the auction demon suddenly said:

"The fellow Taoist who entrusted this object to the bank said that he has other phoenix feathers in his hand. If there is a need, they can be bartered."

As soon as this remark came out, there was obviously commotion in the field, and Song Lingyi only felt that the air around Rong Ting was cold. He sensed that there was something hidden in it, but he didn't want to inquire casually, so he put his hand on the back of the opponent's hand and patted it lightly. .

Rong Ting clasped his fingers with his backhand, the coldness in his eyes gradually disappeared: "I'm fine."

The phoenix crown feather finally fell into their hands.Song Lingxuan asked him if he wanted to find that person, but Rong Ting said that there was no rush.

The phoenix crown feather was presented in a jade box. Song Lingyi opened the box, and immediately a clear light flew out. Being drawn into unfamiliar situations.

It was in a strange palace, it seemed to be a study room, a young man was sitting by the desk, drawing something with his head down.

The halo in front of his eyes gradually dissipated, and the young man's face gradually became clearer, Song Lingyou was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "Shanshan?"

Then he realized again, no, this is not Shanshan.

Shanshan has never worn clothes of such a dull color, this is...

The young man paused his pen suddenly, raised his head, his pupils were as clear as water.Song Ling's heart skipped a beat, almost thinking that he was looking at her, but the next moment, the boy stood up and said sweetly to him, "Father!"

Song Lingyu: "...??"

Song Lingyi's eyes widened, feeling sore.

As the boy walked over, another man whom he called "Father" also appeared in sight.

Very strange faces.

The young man showed him the painting he had drawn, but the man glanced at it hastily, and then showed disgust: "These paintings are all messed up, they are so ugly."

He also said: "Only if you are a father can you see it."

The boy's eyes dimmed for a moment, then he laughed again: "I know my father treats me the best."

The man still did not pretend: "Don't go out to shame people, the outsiders know that Tianhe Palace will be handed over to you in the future, and they don't know how to laugh at me."

The boy bowed his head and said, "I will work hard and not let my father down."

The man said bluntly: "For you, I have never been more disappointed, not the most disappointed."

The young man was hit repeatedly, and finally bit his lip sadly, and stopped talking.

The man showed satisfaction: "But no matter how disappointed I am, I still treat you as my son."

"Thank you father."

Song Lingyi saw that her fists were hardened, but there was a flash in front of her eyes, and the scene changed.

This scene was even more outrageous than what he saw just now.

It was a dark secret room. Before he could see the scene clearly, he was scratched by a miserable scream.He looked anxiously, but before he could see clearly, his mind was blanked by the blood in his eyes, and he passed out.

Only the bloody scene was firmly imprinted in his mind.

A pair of wings grew on the back of the familiar young man, golden red, with multicolored brilliance flowing from the feathers. He knelt there with his wings slightly closed. In the opaque secret room, he was the only one caged in the warm light.This should have been an extremely beautiful and sacred scene, but his expression was not peaceful at all, but distorted and painful, with fine beads of sweat all over his forehead; his wings were stained with blood, and the neat and plump feathers were plucked. The blood dripped drop by drop, and was drawn into a bowl by the formation.

Even in her dreams, Song Lingyi could hear his desperate cries.

He was so angry and heartbroken that he almost wanted to rush into that small secret room.

Then he jerked his eyes open and woke up.

He was lying on Rong Ting's lap, Rong Ting was holding his hand, his eyes were a little helpless: "What did you dream about, you are so angry."

Song Lingyi said angrily, "Why did he treat you like that!"

Sitting up straight again, he frowned and said, "Does the person who auctioned off this feather have some kind of conspiracy?"

Rong Ting pushed him back: "It's nothing, he just wants to delay time."

"Is that the peacock?"

Rong Ting played with his fingers and said casually, "Yes."

Kong Shan knew very well that if this feather appeared at the auction, it would definitely be photographed by Rong Ting, and then he could use the illusion on it to hold him back for a while; and he himself could exchange other things on his body for some feathers. Need resources, continue to escape.

Song Lingxuan sat up again: "Then why don't you hurry up and catch him!"

Rong Ting pressed him down again: "I've already been chased by someone. What did you see just now, why did you faint?"

"I, I saw..." Recalling that scene, Song Lingyu felt a little dizzy again, hurriedly shook her head, and said angrily, "You never called me father!"

Rong Ting: "..."

Song Lingyi pushed his hand away, knelt on the chair, touched the position of the shoulder blade behind him: "Does it hurt badly?"

"Fortunately, it's all right." Rong Ting paused after speaking, his expression turned cold for a moment, "And when he died, it was more painful than mine."

Song Lingyi heard this, but didn't feel comforted or happy.

He just thought that Rong Ting used to like to act like a baby.

If he grows up healthy and healthy, he should be like Shanshan, lively, cute and close to people.

Instead of growing into the big villain that everyone avoids in the book, with such a terrible reputation, there is not even a living thing around him, only puppets.

No, not right.

He also remembered that after Shanshan fell asleep, no one could touch him except him; Shanshan once told him that he could not be transformed into the original form.

Is he still afraid of that small secret room deep in his heart?Anyone who has had the experience of being hurt to pieces by the closest person will probably leave a serious psychological shadow.

Transforming into his original form and spreading his wings has become a dangerous thing for him.

Even Shan Shan, who has no memory, is also bound by an invisible net.

Song Lingyi gritted her teeth with hatred: "That beast is not worthy of being a father at all."

Rong Ting stared at him: "I cut him into pieces, I did it, don't you feel scared?"

Song Lingyou: "Isn't that what it should be?"

He reacted and exploded: "What do you mean, do you think I will treat you like him?"

Rong Ting smiled slightly: "No, I know you are different from him."

After all, he is a person who would faint at the sight of blood, so delicate, even ten guts would not dare to pluck his hair.

He hugged her into his arms, rubbed against his neck, and whispered, "Lingyi, it really hurts."

Song Lingyi immediately felt distressed again, hugged him back, rubbed him well, and added a few kisses indiscriminately.

Rong Ting quietly enjoyed the intimacy of his sweetheart, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, then he retracted it, let go of Song Ling, and resumed the high-cold demeanor of the lord of the first palace, raising his voice:

"come in."

The door was pushed open, and a group of three came in carrying a fainted peacock, and saluted: "Palace Master, fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

Song Lingyi was stunned: "You..."

Wait, how come these are the three cats he saw that day?

It's unscientific how cats and birds can stay together safely!

The kitten caught his gaze and smiled at him.

Song Lingyi felt that she had been hit again.

This is what a hunk should see, what is it to treat a puppet every day!

Then Rong stopped and dismissed Maomao.

Song Lingyi looked back at him with bright eyes: "Rong Ting..."

Rong Ting was very upset: "I found that you always like to look at other people."

Look at the beautiful birds, the ears of the rabbits, and the little cats.

Song Lingyi was not afraid: "You also watched it just now."

"...?" Rong Ting said angrily, "What's the matter!"

Song Lingyi was about to tease him a few words, but remembered the scene she had just seen in the illusion, swallowed the words when she reached her mouth, leaned forward to kiss him flatteringly, and compromised: "Okay, I won't watch it. That's it."

Rong Ting accepted his kiss happily, and said aggressively: "Don't look at them, look at me."

"I look better than all of them."

Song Lingyi felt that it was still a little unreasonable: "They are the main body, and you are a human..."

He wanted to say that his liking for Rong Ting was different from his liking for those animals, but Rong Ting interrupted:

"My body is also prettier than them."

... To be reasonable, your body is actually not a phoenix, but a peacock, right?

The author has something to say: go through the plot (what, did I still have a plot?)

The next chapter will make Shanshan jealous.

Also, the former palace lord was not Rong Ting's biological father, so he had hidden secrets.

(But it's not an important thing, everyone is dead)

这真的是我写过的，最轻松的文了。感谢在2020-10-3023:41:28~2020-10-3123:54:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Xiao Yezi; 2 bottles of Shengsheng; 1 bottle of Hahaguai;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!