After all, the Yin and Yang clan is someone else's territory, Gu Qingyan thought that the little devil and the little soft Meng might suffer a little here, and they were not as comfortable as in the Taoist temple.

I'm still feeling distressed.

But I never thought of it.

I saw the little devil in a particularly rich and luxurious palace-like place.

He sat at the desk, surrounded by many medical books, the number of books was more than in the Taoist temple, Xiao Rumeng was lying not far from the little devil, looking at the herbs that had just been harvested, and sent them to his mouth with a little curiosity.

Gu Tingmo saw his movements and frowned: "What did you eat?" ”

Gu Moyan hurriedly swallowed the herbs in his mouth, stood up and shook his head: "It's nothing." ”

Afraid that Gu Tingmo would not believe it, he still opened his mouth.

Gu Tingmo got up from the desk and walked in front of him, Gu Moyan held Gu Moyan's chin with one hand and sniffed gently.

"You're eating red sun grass."

Gu Moyan immediately covered his mouth, and his bright eyes flashed with a lack of guilt in stealing food.

"The grass you eat will make you feel angina, vomit from time to time, or vomit blood and convulsions to death."

Listening to Gu Tingmo's introduction, Gu Moyan hurriedly dug his throat with his hand: "What should I do.... I swallowed it. ”

couldn't dig it out, Gu Moyan looked at him with pitiful eyes.

Gu Tingmo's gloomy little face, thin lips were also fierce: "You deserve to eat it." ”

“..... Woo. ”

Seeing tears hanging from the corners of Xiao Ruanmeng's eyes, Gu Qingyan felt distressed for a while, and wanted to reach through the tree hole to wipe away his tears, and then hugged him into his arms and coaxed, "Xiao Ruan, don't cry, my mother loves you." ”

"Dead little devil, let you take care of Xiao Soft Meng, that's how you take care of it!?" Gu Qing's smoke.

Bao Jingya looked at Gu Qingyan's anxious appearance and was relieved: "It's okay, I look at Gu Tingmo who takes care of it very well, and it's fine." Moreover, Chiyang grass is a nourishing medicine, and there is no taste in the stomach after eating it, Gu Tingmo deliberately scared him. ”

"Brother...."

He didn't want a stomachache, a heartache.

Gu Tingmo pursed his lips and squinted at him: "Do you dare to eat indiscriminately in the future?" ”

“... Don't dare. ”

As soon as the words fell, Gu Moyan turned around and saw someone immediately pounce into the man's arms: "Daddy...!" ”

Gu Moyan hugged one of Di Feiyuan's thighs, raised his pitiful eyes, and was extremely aggrieved: "Daddy, I'm about to die." ”

"Nonsense."

Gu Qingyan saw Emperor Feiyuan, wearing plain clothes, he hadn't seen him for a long time, he seemed to be a little less cold than before, and he didn't know if it was because Xiao Ruanmeng was holding his thighs.

He half-bent down and held Gu Moyan in his arms with one hand, and asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

"I was a little hungry just now, so I ate some red sun grass, and my brother said that it would eat the dead and die of pain..."

Gu Tingmo pursed his lips and snorted coldly.

He knew that Di Feiyuan would definitely explain the role of Chiyang Grass.

Di Feiyuan's thick eyelashes were lowered, and his slender and good-looking hands touched Gu Moyan's belly, Gu Moyan was like a person who was so weak that he was about to die, leaning on his arms.

"You eat less, it's fine, but don't steal herbs in the future, it's very dangerous."

When Gu Moyan heard that he was fine, he was immediately grateful, and nodded again and again: "I won't eat it, I won't eat it again." ”

Nothing is delicious for the imps.

I won't touch my brother's herbs anymore, it's terrible.