The long scroll sighed, walked out quickly, the man had already passed through the main hall, to the corridor of the inner hall, and was in a hurry to come to the long scroll, as soon as he saw the long scroll, the big hand waved the long scroll under the arm and pinched and patted for a long time, the long scroll's struggle with teeth and claws was to no avail.

In the end, Du Rong had enough fun before he spread the long scroll, rubbing his chin and holding a large number of long scrolls: "Hmm, let me see if this little group has grown up?" Well, it seems to have grown a little taller, and the fat on my face is gone, so it's not fun. ”

There was a long scroll with a black line, but he was still laughing: "Uncle hasn't come to me for hundreds of years, why is he interested in torturing me today?" ”

Du Rong glanced at the long scroll with disgust, and his face was not serious: "Huh! How can it be called torture! When the uncle can't come to see his nephew? ”

"What you're saying is that it's been a long time since I've seen my uncle and become more improper. Uncle, please, let's go to the main hall and sit down. "The long scroll is not really pleased, it is directly dragged to the main hall.

But how can a small child pull an adult god monarch with a length of nine feet!

Du Rong looked at the long scroll motionlessly: "Nephew, you are a little abnormal today, isn't there something to hide from me?" ”

The nervous forehead of the long scroll twitched: "Alas, uncle, where are you, the entire Heavenly Realm Long Scroll is the closest to my uncle, how can I hide something from my uncle, I don't want you to sit down and drink tea first!" ”

"What is the main hall to go to, so outside, go to your study, your study is the most comfortable, don't think I don't know!"

Du Rong turned around and walked to the study with a familiar road, and walked to the front of Du Rong with a long scroll, "Uncle, I have been painting for a few days, and I am very unhappy, and the study is very unsightly by me, you finally come to visit, don't go to the study to affect your mood, why don't we go to the inner temple garden to sit, enjoy the flowers, and drink tea, how about it?" ”

Du Ronghu looked at the long scroll suspiciously: "Long scroll, you are a little strange today!" ”

A drop of sweat quietly flowed down from the corner of his forehead, and Changjuan forced himself to laugh dryly: "Haha uncle, you are really joking, what can I do strangely, at most I am in a bad mood for painting." But it's too late for me to be happy that you're here, how can I care about those paintings! ”

Du Rong narrowed his eyes: "You have never said so many polite words, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, can you still change your character?" ”

Changjuan scolded himself fiercely in his heart, if you say too much, you will lose, if you say too much, you will lose!

"But forget it, let's go to the back garden, see you're so nervous, fortunately I understand you, otherwise I would think you raised a demon in the palace hahaha!"

The long scroll also laughed bitterly, and his heart was about to jump out.

Du Rong laughed twice, took in the appearance of the long scroll, swept his index finger over the tip of his nose, and returned to his usual expression for a moment: "Let's go, it's up to you, go to the garden and sit." ”

Long scroll is good at painting and poetry, but he is not good at acting, at this moment, as soon as he heard that Du Rong agreed to go to the garden, he instantly relaxed, and hurriedly led the way in front.

Looking at the back of the long scroll, Du Rong's thoughts seemed to drift far away, and he said quietly: "Long scroll, you look more and more like your mother." ”

The long scroll paused, and there was a trace of sorrow in his heart, "Uncle came back this time to worship his mother, right?" ”

Du Rong snorted, "Every hundred years, I will come back, and I will come to see you by the way, you are her last relative left in this world, I will not let you have any mistakes." ”

Speaking of Changjuan's mother, Du Rong's face became gentle, thinking about it and laughing: "Oh, if it wasn't for my brother being a heavenly monarch, I would never give up your mother, if your mother married me, then you are my son now, how close we are!" ”

"Uncle, you say this every time you come back, but you still can't grasp her after all."

Long scroll casually looked in the direction of the study, back then, if he could grasp the opportunity, she would be able to live a smooth and happy life, without being injured or dying.

Du Rong's face was sad, "Back then, I only had to talk. ”

"Uncle, if you hadn't let go back then, wouldn't your mother have been?"

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