"Get out!" As soon as Nightshade's feeling of weakness eased a little, he pointed to the door and shouted an eviction order.

"Brother?" With pleading in his eyes, he took his hand and shook it from side to side.

Bo Yuan waved his hand to dissolve the debris on the ground, and then his eyes motioned to hold the fan to support the night in his place, and he himself really left the house obediently.

Holding the fan to see him leave, but he didn't say a word, he only twisted the kettle on the jade table to automatically add water to the water cup, and then controlled the water cup to fly into his hand, and handed it to the lips of the dark night and said, "Brother, come, drink water."

"You don't blame me?" Nightshade turned to the side, looking at her with eyes as deep and gentle as the night sky.

Zhifan looked at him and smiled faintly: "What do you complain about? Complaining that you have been looking for me for 87,000 years for a thousand years? Complaining that you have guarded me in obscurity for 3,000 years, but you have not told me about that sad past? Or do you blame you for being willing to give up your life for my sake?"

"Xiao Xuan'er, you know, that's not what I'm talking about."

"If you're talking about Boyuan, it's even more unnecessary. If my brother really hates him, then I don't want him anymore, and after that, I will run after my brother every day, sticking to you, pestering you, and annoying you for the rest of my life!" Holding a fan around Nightshade's arm, he smiled and leaned on his shoulder.

"That's not what my brother meant." Nightshade took the glass of water from her hand and poured it into her mouth.

It is true that he does not like Boyuan, but he does not hate it. Those things that have happened in the past 90,000 years, which is right and which is wrong, which is right and which is evil, can also be distinguished by the night itself.

If he really wanted to kill Bo Yuan, he would not let Bo Yuan grow stronger and stronger to three thousand years old, and those subsequent assassinations were just when he found out that her heart was disturbed when he was checking the pulse of the fan, and he wanted to exchange his sister's heart back for her.

Now, the fan has already regrown buds, and Styx Yechen will no longer embarrass Bo Yuan, but if he really wants to be good friends with Bo Yuan, he will still feel a little uncomfortable in his heart. Rather than that, he would rather be out of sight.

"Since that's not what you mean, then you just don't hate Bo Yuan." Holding the fan and holding the hand of the dark night, holding it in the palm of his hand, he looked at him with a smile and said, "I know that my brother is the most profound and righteous brother in the world.

"I said, how can you be so attentive, you are waiting for me here." Nightshade withdrew his hand with a look of disgust, but a smile spread in his eyes.

"Where do I have it?" Holding the fan and not admitting it, but his hand held the hand of the dark night again, squeezing and squeezing, "Brother, Boyuan will be your brother-in-law in the future, can you not have a face on the boss, in this case, you are not happy, Boyuan is not happy, your sister and I are caught in the middle, it is very difficult!"

Under her soft grinding and hard bubbles, Styx Yechen was soft in her heart, and he scraped the bridge of her nose with his fingers, and smiled at her: "You! I'm not ashamed, I'm only 3,000 years old, so I'm in such a hurry to marry myself?"

"Brother, I'm your twin sister, how can I be only three thousand years old?" Zhi Fan snapped his fingers and said seriously, "Strictly speaking, I am just parasitic in Boyuan's divine consciousness, and I can't be reincarnated at all. In this way, I am 123,305 years old, long past the marriageable age, and marrying Bo Yuan makes it seem that my old cow eats tender grass."

"In that case, why don't you kick him and find someone your age, mature and stable?" Nightshade deliberately teased her.

"Whoever said that the old cow can't eat tender grass, I'll take his bite and say nothing to change." The fan was arguing with reason, and he heard the voice of the old man coming in from outside the door.

"Fan girl, can't you be a little more reserved? The old man heard you shouting from afar that you wanted to marry His Royal Highness the Nine, it seems that this eldest woman is really not in the middle!"

Looking back, he really saw the old man Yue walking side by side with the master, and behind him, there was also His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who covered his mouth and secretly had fun.

"Hey, it's like your own daughter, old thing, pay attention to your words, I have nothing to do with you." He shook his index finger with a look of disgust.

"Stinky girl, the old man has raised you for so many years, and he has long been a master and a father

Love, and you have just reunited with your brother and sister, and you have already turned your face and denied people, and you want to kick the old man aside and find another home. The old man is really miserable, raising such a white-eyed wolf as you!" The old man hung his feet and stood, and he made enough posture of crying and grabbing the ground.

"Old thing, your skin is itchy again, isn't it, who are you talking about?" Holding the fan and rolling up his sleeves, he rushed to the front of Yue Lao in a few big steps, raised his fist, Yue Lao immediately recognized it, hehe smiled, and pointed to the emperor beside him, "This is what your master meant, I just cried for him."

The emperor didn't carry this black cauldron, and said calmly: "What does the drama you orchestrate yourself have to do with the deity?"

"Huh?" Holding the fan glared at Yue Lao, and raised his fist again, Liwei!

"Fan'er, I'll just joke with you, don't be so serious!" Yue Lao shrank behind the emperor, probed his head and said, "The girl's family is more gentle and cute. Your Highness the Nine, you say, is this the truth?"

Holding the fan raised his eyebrows at Boyuan, his eyes full of warning. Bo Yuan immediately stated his position, and said to his relatives: "Except for holding a fan, His Highness's eyes can't tolerate other people, and His Highness is not interested in knowing what other women are like."

Holding the fan triumphantly, "What about gentleness, what about love? Bo Yuan only has me in his eyes, and he can't pretend to be anyone else."

His Royal Highness the Ninth expressed his position, and Yue Lao's attitude naturally changed, "A humble gentleman, a beautiful woman, what a match made in heaven, very good, very good!"

"Finally a human word!" Holding the fan and retracting his fist, he said, "Old man Yue, you haven't told me yet, why are you here?"

"Ask for a kiss!" Yue Lao stroked his beard and pretended to be mysterious.

"Marriage?" The fan looked around and said in a daze, "You are so old, who can you ask for?"

"Stinky girl, you're pretending to be confused! The old man is on the order of the Queen of Heaven to ask you for a kiss on behalf of His Royal Highness the Nine."

When Styx heard the conversation outside the door, he immediately came out and interjected, "Since the Queen of Heaven wants, why didn't she come herself?"

When the old man first saw the deity of the dark night, he couldn't help but be stunned, and praised from the bottom of his heart: "Xia Zi and Yue Yun, the heroic posture that is not enough to describe the dust of the world, actually appeared in front of the old man so alive, wonderful! It's wonderful!"

"Even if you have vision, how can my brother's appearance be modified by ordinary words?" Holding the fan was proud of this, and suddenly asked, "Isn't Bo Yuan right here, why do you want to ask for it?"

Yue Lao cleared his throat and said, "His Royal Highness the Ninth wants ten miles of red makeup, and the Ming media is marrying, but don't you have to go through the orders of your parents and the words of the matchmaker?" Anyway, are you going to marry or not?"

"I wanted to get married, but now, I've changed my mind." Holding the fan, he pulled Nightshade's arm and dragged him into the room, pouting, "bang", and shutting the door.

"Eh, this girl, why aren't you happy?" Yue Lao pointed to the closed door, and the emperor on the same side complained.

"The timing is not right, and the sincerity is not enough! If you are the media of the month, it is okay to take the red line, and the rest is useless!" The Emperor glanced at him with disgust, and then paced back to his meditation room.

Yue Lao scratched his head in confusion, and said to himself, "The old man has lost his hand, and he is still disliked? Can't you?"

Bo Yuan ignored his words and deeds, rushed forward quickly, knocked on the door and said, "Fan, it's all my fault, don't be angry, it's not worth it to be angry!"

Holding his back against the door, he puffed up and said, "I know that I don't do well and I have to do it, do you think my life is too long, and I have to be angry to death?"

"Holding the fan, it's not what you think, I didn't know in advance that Yue Lao came to talk about me as a matchmaker for you, this is all what the queen mother meant. If you really don't like the red tape of the world, I'll send the old man away now."

"Okay, you're a Boyuan, you don't know how to cherish it if you get it, right? Are you even so perfunctory to deal with me now?"

"How could I not cherish you? I didn't mean to be perfunctory to you, Zhifan, will you open the door?" Bo Yuan complained bitterly in his heart, he didn't know why he was angry, and he didn't know where the words "coping" and "perfunctory" came from?

He's clear

Very seriously admitting his mistakes, but the problem is that he doesn't know what he did wrong, how can this be good?

When he was in distress, he suddenly opened the door and pointed at his nose and said, "You still don't admit it, how can anyone mention that your relatives came empty-handed, I think you don't care about me at all."

Bo Yuan grabbed her finger and admitted his mistake with a smile: "Blame me for not thinking it through, next time, next time I will definitely bring the dowry."

"That's pretty much it." Holding the fan withdrew his hand with satisfaction, his hands around his chest, and a little tsundere on his face.

Bo Yuan leaned forward and slowly approached her lips.

"Oops! Don't look at indecency, don't look at indecency!" The old man shouted in a strange voice, covering his eyes with both hands, but deliberately left a large gap to secretly peek at the actions of the two of them.

Holding the fan was shouted by Yue Lao a little embarrassed, hurriedly took two steps back, pointed at Bo Yuan and said, "What are you doing? I'm telling you, this is Fanyun Palace, and you are not allowed to come here."

Bo Yuan grabbed her finger again, smiled evilly, his thin lips rubbed her cheek unscrupulously, and leaned close to her ear and said: "You little money fan, I just want to tell you that asking for relatives and proposing relatives are two different things, just like the three media and six hires in the mortal dust, and the three media and six hires are hired when they ask for relatives."

Only then did she realize that she had made a big joke, but now it's good, everyone thinks that she is anxious to marry Boyuan, and she can't wait for the three media, so she directly wants to be hired by Liu.

"You know it's still making me embarrassed!" The fan stomped his foot and complained in a low voice. But seeing that the old thief smiled, he grabbed Bo Yuan's shirt again, and loudly declared***, "Aunt and grandmother are most annoyed by those cumbersome red tapes, and if you propose marriage, you will ask for marriage, what do you ask for?" If you dare to come here with a dowry, your aunt and grandmother will dare to marry you in a hurry, and what do you want that bad old man to do, it will be an eyesore to watch!"

Yue Lao was innocently affected, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Stinky girl, how are you talking, the old man is talking about the matchmaker, is it still wrong?"

Bo Yuan looked back and said coldly, "Holding the fan said that you don't need to come, then you are the wrong one!" What are you rambling about? Go back and give His Highness some reflection!"

"Humph!" Holding the fan and raising his chin, his eyes looking at Yue Lao were full of provocation.

"Stinky girl, count yourself ruthless!" Yue Lao didn't dare to be disrespectful to His Royal Highness the Nine, and after pointing to the fan, he finally turned around and left with grievances.

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