Fuck you

Ziwei Palace is much bigger than imagined. There are only five small gardens, water pavilions and pavilions, mountains, rocks, vegetation, and everything is elegantly built.

Mingyuegui took a walk and had a look, this was the first time he went to Jiuchongtian, everything felt fresh, Ming Ronglan was similar to him, but next to him was Ning Xu who was in a good mood, laughing and joking along the way, it seemed that they were stable too much.

There were several people standing at the gate of Ziwei Palace, Mingyuegui knew the leader, it was Xinghe's senior brother Youfeng, followed by Qianmo Shaoshang and the others.

Xinghe is not there.

Mingyuegui didn't know why he could tell Xinghe's absence at a glance, probably because that person was born with an aura that could be seen at a glance, and his presence or absence was particularly obvious.

But this doesn't affect the excitement of Mingyue Gui's heart. When he thinks of seeing that kid in the future, he feels a sense of revenge like revenge.

He reached into his chest and touched the painting stolen from Junyan's room, thinking of how Xinghe snatched the painting with disdain last time, he secretly decided——

The whole time of listening and learning, except for cultivation, is all used to tease Xinghe.

Yes, all of them are used to tease Xinghe.

Disgusting does not kill him.

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

Just so happy!

Such a happy decision!

Mingyuegui felt that she had never been so happy before, and she was trying to gather her energy and prepare for a big fight.

He has even sketched Xinghe's crying face, what to say to destroy Xinghe's self-confidence, and what to do to annoy Xinghe, even his tone of voice and actions.

It's almost time to put it into action.

But Mingyue Huihui didn't have time to recall the years he thought were the most fun, and was poked hard by something on the waist of the tree trunk.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and the two leaves covering his eyes fell off at some point, and the moon was hanging on the branch, as if he could pick it up and eat it as long as he stretched his hand up.

After staring at the moon for a while, I finally recovered from the half-dream and half-awake state. The dream is wonderful, and anyone who is disturbed will be unhappy.

He looked under the tree almost viciously, and Aowen was holding a long bamboo pole and raised his head with a smile. When he saw him looking over, he immediately waved happily: "Master, you are awake! I saw you shaking and laughing just now." Yes, after waiting for a long time, the laughter broke down, and I woke up the young master thinking whether the young master had slept too badly."

"Really?" Mingyuegui rubbed his chin, unable to lose his temper with such a silly little fairy boy like Aowen.

"That's right." Ao Wen threw away the bamboo pole, "Young master laughed loudly, the room is tidied up, young master, do you want to go in and sleep?"

"Okay." Ming Yuegui jumped off the tree.

It is indeed very happy, if it is not woken up by this kid...

He slapped Aowen on the shoulder, and Aowen immediately tilted half of his shoulders, baring his small white teeth: "Young master is so strong!"

"Okay, go ahead, I want to sleep." Ming Yuegui said while walking, "If you dare to disturb me again, I'll beat your ass into eight petals."

Aowen hastily covered his butt.

The house is fairly clean. Although it is not comparable to Xinghe's room, he is not demanding. What is even more surprising is that Aowen has remembered his preferences. night pearl.

In fact, it's not that he has any special hobbies for Ye Mingzhu, nor is he afraid of the dark, it's just that when it gets dark around him, he can think of the days when he stayed in the Abyss of Cangwu, gloomy and hopeless.

Very insecure.

Super mood-affecting.

Ming Yuegui rolled around on the bed, thinking about continuing to finish half of the dreams she had before, but in the end she slept until dawn and didn't dream of anything, and her arms were numb.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Aowen's round face. I didn't know how long I had been waiting outside. I saw him come out and push the broom into his arms, and pointed to the door of Xinghe's room with a smile: "My lord, it's time for your master to clean the room." !"

sky!Why is this little thing so annoying?

"Should I kill it first?" Mingyuegui took the broom, squinted his eyes and looked at Aowen's face.

"Ah." I don't know if I really didn't understand, Ao Wen was a little at a loss.

"Okay, okay, don't get in the way here, make way." Ming Yuegui pulled him aside and entered Xinghe's room.

Xinghe's room is actually quite clean, the floor is so bright that you can look in the mirror, and there is nothing left when you wipe the floor with your index finger, it is even cleaner than your face.

Mingyuegui lost her broom and rolled on the ground first, got up and looked at her clothes to make sure that there was no dust on her clothes, then sat down on the chairs in the room one by one, then went to bed for a long time.

Xinghe is very particular about life, the bed is big and soft, it is like a cloud when you step on it, and it is still elastic when you jump.

"My gods, my lords, what everyone sees now is Lord Youyang's bedroom." Ming Yuegui stood on the bed, without taking off the clothes that had rolled on the floor, and said with a smile as she punched down the bed.

"Now I'm stepping on the big bed that Lord Youyang slept on, and I sleep on it every day! As you can see, this bed is very soft, and you can feel the feeling of flying with just a jump!" Ming Yuegui jumped on the bed , "The sheets are very slippery, we sniffed hard, and we could smell a faint fragrance from Youyang-jun's body!"

He said and sat down, dangling his legs on the edge of the bed: "That's right! This is the bedroom of our unparalleled handsome and unrestrained Mr. Youyang, who loves flowers and blooms in Yushu Linfeng! When you see it, you fall in love with it! Come, come, let me hear your screams!"

While talking and dancing, his face was full of excitement, and he jumped off the bed after speaking, without shoes on, walked out of the side hall, and walked to the desk barefoot: "What you see now is our Youyang Lord. A place to read books, practice calligraphy and paint."

"Look! This is the pen you Yang Jun used to hold. Oh, don't squeeze it. Look at it one by one. If you like it, you can take it home. One night pearl, don't miss it when you pass by!" Mingyue Gui pointed to the pen holder like a vegetable seller. He picked up the paper with a few words written on it, sniffed it, and kissed, "Youyang Jun wrote it himself, plus the essay kissed by the former ghost emperor."

"This is a unique copy. Take a look at the rippling spring, and smell the fragrance on your lips and teeth." He flicked the paper, "Affordable price, if you can't buy it, you will lose money, if you can't buy it, you won't be fooled. I will help you to be satisfied and feel refreshed to the end!"

Mingyuegui didn't let go of his yelling, fearing that someone outside would watch him and call him ill.

When the performance was in full swing, as if there were a group of gods waiting to be fed in front of him, he glanced around, fixed on a certain place, slapped the paper on the table and pushed it to the front with a smile: "I am not destined to be with this fairy." Qian, this solitary copy is given to the fairy."

Ming Yuegui rubbed her chin, turned around and jumped to the front of the bookshelf, touched the hidden compartment with her hand, knocked on it, then turned back and said mysteriously: "Now I will show you the little secret of Lord Youyang." ### ##Something is coming, the update is late, the memory killing is over~~~