It seems that if he wants to escape in the future, he will have to avoid this person from a distance.

If you want to be an enemy of him, I'm afraid that you still need to cultivate more Taoism.

Xiao Yu thought secretly.

As soon as the song was played, Lan Zhengyun seemed to have completely forgotten Xiao Yu, and just kept applauding and laughing:

"San Lang's jade flute has always been a must! Today's song, listening to this king, I'm a little drunk! In a few days, at his father's birthday banquet, can San Lang help that accompaniment a song? There is San Lang's jade flute, coupled with the girl's dancing skills, I am afraid that when the time comes, my father will not be able to look at this king a few times. ”

Nangong Ping held the jade flute, but he was a little hesitant:

"Is this it? This king is loose by nature, and he wants to stay here every day, but I'm afraid it's a little difficult......"

Concubine Hui said with a smile:

"It's rare to see my Yun'er doing things so attentively. Ah Ping, you don't need to be embarrassed, horizontal and vertical, you just need to help play once on the day you enter the palace. Is this usual? They want to work for you, but this palace is the first to refuse. This matter is so decided, how? ”

Nangong Ping lowered his head and drank another cup, and then responded briefly:

"Yes."

For some reason, Xiao Yu felt that Lan Zhengyun, who had been staring at Nangong Ping, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he finally agreed.

At a meal, everyone ate happily and satisfied, only Xiao Yu was left, and there was no taste over there, and a heart was also scattered.

After resigning from the prince's grandfather and son, Aunt Lan and Xiao Yu began their dance practice career day after day.

What made people even more headache was that Xiao Yu and the others had several extra meals in a day.

Every time they rested, Aunt Lan would order someone to bring some well-boiled broths and let them eat together.

It's just a matter of drinking soup together, and this Aunt Lan has to stare solemnly every time to see if Xiao Yu has drunk it all.

That kind of eager eyes are like a peasant woman leaning on the pigpen and enthusiastically staring at whether the pigs are good to eat.

always made Xiao Yu lose his appetite in an instant.

Seeing Xiao Yu's resistance, Aunt Lan's mouth immediately began a pattern of admonition that sounded extremely uncomfortable:

"Yu'er, don't complain about Aunt Lan about you, you are really a child who refuses to obey. Since your group came over, didn't Aunt Lan personally take care of you to eat and drink from you one day? I gave birth to a few of you girls, and after eating so much food, I was stunned that there was no sign of gaining weight!

It's good this time, even Concubine Hui Niangniang is starting to think that you are not blessed, look at a few of you, do you dare to be more shriveled? It's like I haven't eaten it in 300 years! One by one, they are as thin as a firewood stick, as if Aunt Lan has abused you, but Aunt Lan can't hold her head up in front of people!

You see, among those women in the palace, which one is not a round face, a thick waist, plump breasts and fat buttocks? People are called having status and status, and in the future, it will also be conducive to birth and rearing. Which of us women is not on the throne by virtue of heirs? If you don't have an heir, this life is basically over! When you are old, who will look at you? Don't bother Aunt Lan, this is the most painful lesson in my Aunt Lan's life! ”

……

And so on, humming, making Xiao Yu and the others want to vomit when they hear it, and they are disgusted to eat.

When will such a day be a head?

In addition to being depressed, every time Xiao Yu came back at night, he was even more angry and diligent in practicing martial arts.

On this day, Xiao Yu sat alone in the house as usual, practicing internal skills alone.

This time, for some reason, Xiao Yu always felt that he could not sit down calmly and cultivate to regulate his internal breath.