In the North Mansion, the once favorite reclining chair of the former son was quietly placed under the big locust tree in the front yard. On the small stone table next to the chaise longue were neatly placed fruit plates and snacks, as well as a mutton fat jade teapot and a small and delicate teacup.

Childe was born to help nobles, and when he grew up, even the objects around him could be protected because of him.

Look at this dense shade, it is actually a proper protection of these necessary things when every son is punished and grounded.

And every brick and tile, grass and tree in this house is full of bittersweet and bitter memories.

Thinking about the things that he and his son did together that made the old lady jaw-dropping and thunderous, the twilight flute made a bright light ripple on his face.

It turns out that it only takes a moment to go from young and ignorant to mature and sensible.

This momentary transformation is enough to constitute eternity.

If the old lady had been resurrected with the people on the street outside, Twilight thought that he would not be angry again, and would honor them as his own father and mother, rather than the so-called masters and slaves.

Even in the eyes of the master, he is a minion.

The breeze blew and gently stirred his robe. A fragrance washes into the heart and spleen with the wind, soothes his anxiety in an instant, calms his mind, and erases his pain. Then he moved forward, sat down slowly at the stone table, held his own teapot, poured tea into the cup, and took it up to taste.

After swallowing, he pursed his lips and smiled: "Childe, it is your favorite Biluochun." ”

With that, he pushed his hand out of front of him, turned his wrist down, and poured the unfinished tea into a curve on the ground.

Looking at the clean ground that had evaporated in the blink of an eye, he let go of his hand and said with the sound of the teacup falling to the ground: "Childe, presumably the demon does not have such a good tea as Beifu, right?

At the same time, Bei Lingtian and Liluo stood in front of the Yaoshi Mirror, silently watching Dusk Di's every move in Xuantie Town.

Li Luoben and Bei Lingtian stood side by side, but when they saw the last scene, they couldn't help but turn sideways, looked up at Bei Lingtian, and frowned: "Your Excellency, how can the Dusk Di Gongzi go to pay tribute to you like a dead man? This is inevitably too much!"

After a while, Bei Lingtian sighed with his hands: "I am in his heart at this time, what is the difference between me and the dead?"

Liluo lowered his eyes, gently grabbed his sleeve with one hand, and comforted softly: "Your Excellency, you ...... Don't be sad, Liluo believes that the Dusk Flute will understand your difficulties one day. It's just that...... Liluo was puzzled by something. ”

Bei Lingtian moved his arm, got rid of her slender jade hand, took a step back, and said, "Say, what's the matter?"

For a while, Liluo didn't look embarrassed.

She quietly clenched her fists, hid behind her, bit her lower lip again, and bowed her head silently.

Seeing that she seemed embarrassed, Beiling Tiancai slightly realized that what she had done was a little too much, and she also felt that if she didn't distance herself as soon as possible, it would only make her even more trapped in it, unable to extricate herself.

Then, he retracted his outstretched right hand, and repeated what he had said before without squinting: "Liluo, what do you want to say?"

Liluo was stunned, but when he looked up, he touched his cold face.

Her heart shrank involuntarily, she closed her eyes and inhaled, then opened her eyes and asked, "Why did Your Excellency use spiritual power to resurrect those dead corpses? Even if they are resurrected, what can they do? That is just an illusion, it will not last long at all, and one day it will turn back into a white bone." At that time, how can the Venerable One help the Dusk Princesse to overcome the evil nightmare in his heart?"

After she finished speaking in one breath, Bei Ling Tian was dumbfounded.

She was able to tell her heart in one word.

After a moment of silence, he stared at the twilight flute in the mirror of the world, and said slowly: "If you can live for a day, it will be counted as a day." As for the day when you can't be fooled, let's talk about it when it comes!"

In the corner, Yuezhi, the little fox demon who had been hiding and didn't dare to move, suddenly had a plan after listening to the conversation between the two of them.

She thought, since the Demon Venerable was very worried about the safety and mood of the mortal son, why not take the initiative to ask the Demon Venerable to accompany him?

First, you can stay away from the terrifying fox of Lord Jade Fox, and second, you can repay Childe for saving his life.

With such the best of both worlds, she must have a Bo Bo and ask for the consent of the Demon Venerable.

So, she clenched her little fists, cheered herself up, and walked out with twelve points of courage.

Hearing the sound of light footsteps, the sensitive Liluo shook his head sharply.

She stared sharply at Yuezhi, who was gradually approaching, and shouted in a sharp voice: "What a bold man, you dare to trespass into the Yesheng Palace! Yuezhi, this seat sees that you have lived long enough, looking for death, right?"

As soon as Yuezhi heard this, she knelt on the ground with a plop, kowtowed and saluted: "The slave has seen the Venerable and the Jade Fox." The slave did not break in on purpose. It was just by chance that I passed by and saw that the gate of the palace was open, thinking that I had entered the thief, so I wanted to come in and find out. I never thought of colliding with the Honorable Lord, please spare your life!"

With that, she slammed into the ground again.

It's a pity that at the moment when I buried my head, I couldn't see that when the demon venerable heard the words "the door is open", he glared at Liluo, and his unhappy expression.

Li Luo's heart was empty, and he quickly turned his head away, avoiding his gaze.

Bei Lingtian looked back at Yuezhi and said in a low voice, "Raise your head!"

Yuezhi slowly raised her head, still not daring to look directly, so she quickly lowered it again.

Bei Lingtian was stunned, as if he felt that this face was familiar, and he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

In the eighteen spring and autumn seasons in the world, except for Scarlet's unforgettable face, the rest of the women I know are all seen today and forgotten tomorrow.

So, according to the character of the mortal Bei Ling Tian, he gave up.

"You should have something to say besides the unintentional collision, right?"

Seeing that the Demon Venerable took the initiative to ask herself, Yuezhi nodded again and again: "Well, that's true." The suitable slave maid accidentally bumped into the Venerable Lord's worry about the matter of the prince in the mirror, and the slave maid wanted to make a bold proposal to the Venerable to go to the world to take care of the mortal son, and asked the Venerable to agree!"

"You?"

"You?"

Bei Lingtian and Liluo almost asked together, but their questions were different.

Yuezhi nodded firmly, "Yes, it's the slave!"

After thinking silently for a moment, Bei Lingtian looked at Liluo, then at Yuezhi, and finally faced the Dusk Flute, who was sitting alone under the locust tree in the Yaoshi mirror, let out a long breath, and said calmly: "Okay, the deity promises you!

As soon as he spoke, he turned around and spread his palm, and a jade flute engraved with the phoenix totem appeared in his hand.

He handed the flute to Yuezhi and instructed, "This flute is an ancient artifact, and now I will hand it over to you, and you will keep it for safekeeping." If you are in danger, this flute will help you get out of danger!"

"Phoenix Jade Flute?!" Yuezhi clenched the jade flute and kowtowed excitedly to thank him: "Thank you for the reward! The slave and maid must do their best to protect the son, and never live up to the trust!"