"So you transferred him to the Blue Dragon Altar for this?" Mingyue suddenly seemed to understand, and looked at Ying Lingyun mysteriously, "You have a really deep mind." As she spoke, she walked around behind Ying Lingyun and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, teasing him in a coquettish tone: "Husband, why do I love you so much." ”

"Come and eat." Ying Lingyun reminded again: "Haven't had enough fun?" It's going to be cold, and it's not polite to be naughty to you. ”

"Oh, it's just a bowl of porridge, besides, why do you want me to drink this every day? You ......" Mingyue walked over and sat down beside Ying Lingyun, and all the words she wanted to say were blocked back by his stern eyes.

Ying Lingyun picked up the spoon and fed her, she obediently opened her mouth and drank the small bowl of porridge in his hand one by one.

"What did you just want to say?" After drinking, Ying Lingyun asked.

"Don't dare to say it, don't say it." Mingyue pursed her lips and continued to speak, afraid that he would really be angry.

"Let you say it now, but you won't say it again, and you will be against me?" Ying Lingyun had a smile in the corner of her eyes, thinking that Xu had scared her just now.

"I mean, I don't eat anymore at this time of the day, and I'm not hungry, so why do you want me to drink a bowl of porridge every day." Mingyue still asked.

"For the baby in your belly to grow up healthy." Ying Lingyun put Mingyue in his arms and petted him, "This is what I did with my own hands, do you dislike it?" He didn't say that this was a medicinal diet prepared by himself, in order to protect the fetus, and it could make Mingyue's body feel better.

"Huh? I see, you don't even tell me. Mingyue turned her head to look at the small bowl on the table that was left over from the porridge that she had drunk, her heart was hot, and she suddenly felt a sour nose.

"How can you be so good......" she said, she buried her head in Ying Lingyun's arms, and the corners of her eyes were a little moist.

"What's the matter, this is." Ying Lingyun comforted her, knowing that her emotions and thoughts have become more delicate recently, so she was even more pampered.

The sky was completely dark, and Mingyue gradually fell asleep in his arms.

After the wedding, she felt that the days passed faster and faster, and in a blink of an eye, it was the first day of the new year, and it was a new year.

All the rights and wrongs of previous years have come to an end, and the new year is about to be presented in a more surprising, wonderful and thrilling way.

After breakfast, many of the little disciples got the red envelopes sent by Ying Lingyun, he is Ling Yunfeng's elder, and this matter of pressing the New Year's money is naturally everyone's share.

Mingyue looked at the happy and innocent faces on Lingyun Peak on the side, thinking that the things of those demon sects many years ago had nothing to do with them now, and she felt that everything before was worth it.

The four altar masters and bishops are also the fresh blood of Ling Yunfeng, and naturally they will also kowtow to the sect leader and receive a red envelope, now they are truly trusting and convinced, loyal to the sect leader, even if they are considered first-class masters outside, they are still a young man who will be happy when they get the red envelope.

Ying Lingyun looked up at the dark night and the white clothes around him, put the red envelope into his hand, and then put it into his hand.

Hua Baiyi said happily: "This time of year is my happiest. ”

Mu Feng beside him smiled: "That is, the sect leader is generous, this red envelope is probably the biggest in the world." ”

It's a new year.

There was also a brand-new atmosphere on Lingyun Peak, everyone was wearing new clothes, and smiles were on their faces.

After returning to Kuaiyi Pavilion, Mingyue asked with a smile: "Everyone has a requirement, why don't you give it to me?" ”

She also put on a brand new dress, and her crooked smiling eyes flashed back and forth, as if her eyes were the moon, and her eyes were full of stars.

Ying Lingyun thought about it, and as if he was juggling, he conjured up a red envelope out of nowhere and put it in Mingyue's hand.

"I know that you will be envious, this is for you, I hope my little moon will always be so happy, and will always be my child."

"I didn't envy it." Mingyue happily accepted the red envelope, and then turned into a "red envelope" after herself, and said: "I don't have much money to send red envelopes, and besides, you are an elder, so I can't send it to you, this is for you, it's a New Year's gift." ”

Ying Lingyun looked at the thing wrapped in red paper in his hand and said with a smile: "It turns out that you still have a gift, what is it?" ”

"When did I lose your gift? On the day of the wedding, didn't you give you a little tiger? Mingyue smiled and stared at the "red envelope" in Ying Lingyun's hand: "You open it and take a look." ”

Ying Lingyun opened the red paper with his hands, and inside was a letter.

On a piece of bright red paper, a word was neatly written, and the handwriting was neat, even if there was a lack of wind and bones, it could still be seen that the person who wrote the letter was attentive.

It was a letter written by Mingyue.

Mingyue crossed her hands behind her back and stared at Ying Lingyun, as if she didn't want to let go of him with a subtle expression.

From her point of view, it is Ying Lingyun's side cheeks, his eyebrows, his nose, and his lips, which have been praised by Mingyue and touched thousands of times.

This person was hers, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud when she thought of this.

"Why, how do you want to write these things?"

The letter was not long, only one page, but Ying Lingyun looked very slowly, and even he never knew what a nervous stutter was, and his tone also paused.

Mingyue seemed to be a person who didn't know how to write the word shy, and stood aside and said: "In order to commemorate the beautiful memories of you and me, write it in words, which is more profound and sensational, right?" ”

She said to herself, "I guess it must be right, just look at your reaction." ”

Ying Lingyun settled down, and then spoke again: "I didn't expect you to be talented in this area. ”

"That's nature." Mingyue looked proud.

"Looking at your letter, I guessed that maybe you were following the example of Qu Changfeng who sent you a letter that day to express his affection, but I didn't expect that you were indeed better than him."

"His letter is too shallow, besides, when he learned that you and I were married, he had already said that he would let me go, bless you and me, how can it compare to my deep affection for you?"

"It's affectionate." Ying Lingyun didn't expect that one day he would be planted on a letter.

He placed the letter on the large sleeping bed of the Happy Pavilion, and had no intention of putting it away, but pressed the corner of the paper with a pillow.

"What are you doing here?" The bright moon is unknown.

"Since you've written it so well, I'm going to have to work harder." Ying Lingyun said.

Mingyue walked by, raised her eyes and saw the things she had written, and suddenly blushed.

"There is a family banquet in Beiyuan in the evening, and the sect leader and his wife can't be late." Mingyue Road.

"That's natural, after the family banquet comes back, my husband will study your gift carefully."

"You! You're going to sit here like this all day? Mingyue blushed by him, and originally wanted to take the opportunity to tease Ying Lingyun, but she didn't want to suffer in the end.

"How can you not be shy when you write it yourself? The details of the intercourse are so carefully written, my lady. He deliberately accentuated the last few words.

"Do you like this gift?" Mingyue asked shyly.

"This is the most special gift I've ever received, I like it, I like it, I like it, otherwise how would I put it there?" He pointed to the channel next to his pillow.

"Ying Lingyun!"