The first word is "Chen".

Chen, is the emperor.

Only the Ninety-Five, the True Dragon Son of Heaven, is worthy of this word.

And in her heart, he is the only man in this world who can afford this word.

Iron painting silver hook, Zheng Zheng Feng bones, every stroke, every stroke, all her efforts and thoughts, as well as silent expectations.

After writing a word, the soul power is flying, the golden light is shining, and every inch is dazzling.

As for her, she has already lost most of her strength.

If it weren't for the fact that she had already cultivated to the fourth level of the Divine Soul Realm, she would definitely faint at this moment.

There are two more words, Jiang Louyue silently told herself in her heart.

This word, which is her name, does not have many strokes, and is very easy to outline.

The moon was on Chen's side, as if she were beside him.

If two people stand together, his light will always shine brighter than hers, even though she is not weak.

The moon is the glow of Chen, and he stays there quietly.

The last word represents the home of the two of them, his family, her family, living together, is their common family.

When she wrote the last word, Jiang Louyue had already obviously felt that her soul strength was exhausted, but with the support of the warm thoughts in her heart, she was still extremely serious and finished writing the last stroke.

"Alright—"

Jiang Louyue let out a long sigh of relief, a layer of fine beads of sweat had already appeared on her forehead, and even her breathing was a little unstable.

Di Jiuchen keenly noticed her discomfort and asked with concern, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's fine."

Jiang Louyue smiled slightly, activated her mental method, used one deep and three shallow breathing methods, adjusted it for a while, and then recovered a little, "The soul power consumption is a little larger, and it will be fine if you sleep well at night." ”

Deep sleep is the best way to cultivate the soul.

"Let's eat this."

Emperor Jiuchen took out a bottle of mutton fat and white jade from his sleeve, handed it to Jiang Louyue, and said, "I developed it according to the ancient recipe, and it has a relatively good repair and strengthening effect on the divine soul." ”

"Thank you, brother."

Jiang Louyue took the medicine bottle from Di Jiuchen's hand, smelled the unique fragrance of the herb, she trusted him wholeheartedly, and poured out a pill and swallowed it without thinking about it.

The pill melts in the mouth, with a hint of bitterness.

But soon, she felt that the medicinal power penetrated deep into her muscles and veins, and merged into the ancestral knots in her brain, and her tired and chaotic mind soon became clear.

"It's much more comfortable." Jiang Louyue breathed a sigh of relief again, and the whole person looked much refreshed.

"It's good to be useful." The corners of Di Jiuchen's lips hooked up a reassuring arc.

Seeing that she was fine, his gaze shifted back to the plaque that had just been painted.

Taking a closer look, Emperor Jiuchen was completely shocked.

It is worthy of the words written by Lou Gongzi with soul power, and at a glance, he instantly feels that his whole soul is about to be attracted to it.

What he saw was not three simple words, but a kind of artistic conception.

He seemed to see her standing with him, he protected her, she looked at him quietly and smiled, they had a warm home.

Di Jiuchen shook his head.

He must be crazy.

Just three words made him have this fantasy!

In order to prevent losing his temper in front of his family, Di Jiuchen subconsciously withdrew his gaze and looked elsewhere→_→

"It's very well written, I'll hang it on the door."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands, carefully carried this huge plaque, walked to the gate of the mansion, and leaped for life, his long figure floated in the air, engraved with a plaque with three big characters, and sent it up safely and steadily, hanging high.

The family is there, and the name is there.

Standing in the winter wind and snow, Di Jiuchen didn't feel the slightest coldness, but his heart was warm.

It was the best New Year he had since he was born.

This year, she is fourteen years old and a year older.

However, he still felt that she was very small, a fourteen-year-old girl, a budding girl, and he felt that he still had to wait a long time for her to grow up slowly.

Waiting is a very painful thing.

But when waiting becomes a habit, suffering becomes happiness.

*****

There are more than ten days of annual leave, and Jiang Louyue follows Di Jiuchen to the bustling bazaar of the imperial capital every day, and she will never come back if she doesn't have a good time.

Because they had more time, the two of them would also go to the three branches of Liuxian Fang and Yaowang Valley to have a look.

At this glance, the problem can be seen.

"Where's my mother?"

On this day, when Jiang Louyue and Di Jiuchen were visiting the market, they went to the pharmacy in charge of Yinxi, but strangely, she didn't see her mother's figure in the shop.

"What about people?"

Jiang Louyue frowned, she grabbed a small servant at the door, and asked, "Do you know where my mother went?" ”

The little guy was the person given by the seventeenth prince Emperor Yucheng, and when he saw that it was the big master Jiang Louyue, he immediately became respectful and said: "Mrs. Yin goes back to the Jianhe teahouse diagonally opposite to drink tea at this time every day. ”

"Oh, yes, I see."

Jiang Louyue nodded, but there was a look of doubt in her beautiful eyes, "My mother didn't like to drink tea before, how could she suddenly change her personality and go to the teahouse every day?" ”

"Let's go check it out."

Di Jiuchen stretched out a hand, his black eyes narrowed slightly, clasped Jiang Louyue's wrist, and said, "We have a special identity, if the villains take advantage of your family, it will be bad." ”

As soon as she heard her senior brother's words, Jiang Louyue suddenly became vigilant.

"Let's go!"

There is something in my heart, and my steps are very fast.

After a while, the brothers and sisters found the "Jianhe Teahouse".

"Shopkeeper, have you ever seen a beautiful woman about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, holding a weeping moon bun, like to wear blue clothes, and has a delicate temperament, and will come here to drink tea at this time of the day."

Jiang Louyue rushed to the counter for the first time, asking a little eagerly.

The shopkeeper was a very kind-hearted sixty-year-old woman, who smiled at Jiang Louyue and said, "Yes, the girl is Mrs. Yin, the owner of the pharmacy diagonally opposite, I remember." ”

Jiang Louyue's heart "chuckled", and it was really here!

"Mrs. Yin is my mother, I have an urgent matter with her, can this aunt help me accommodate me and tell me which box she is in?"

Jianhe Tea House is a relatively high-end tea house, which only provides private rooms.

"Okay."

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Every time Mrs. Yin goes to the piano room, the first room on the second floor is the entrance. The girl went to find it herself. ”

Jiang Louyue immediately ran towards the second floor, and Di Jiuchen also followed.

"Mother!"

Jiang Louyue arrived at the door of the "Listening to the Qin Room", stretched out her hand, and knocked on the door quickly, "Mother, open the door quickly, it's me, Lou Yue." ”