True warriors dare to challenge demons.

I don't know if the youngest grandson of Boss Xu's family is a warrior Yunnan Yue, but she is sure of one thing, that is, as a father, Yejun is absolutely not allowed to worry about his daughter of the opposite sex.

It's night, the Night King's Mansion.

"Mother, do people want to eat another moon cake, is it okay?"

Big eyes blinked, dark eyes glowed with moonlight, Yun Xingchen looked at Yunnan Yue cutely, wanting to ask for more mooncakes.

"No, you can't."

Yunnan Yue decisively refused, stretched out her hand and gently pinched her daughter's little fleshy face.

"To protect your teeth, go brush your teeth now, wash and sleep."

"Daddy, your daughter-in-law won't give me mooncakes to eat."

The little guy turned his head to look at the Night Monarch, seeking a united front between father and daughter to challenge authority together.

"Baby, my mother's kiss is also for your good, good!"

"Daddy, you're hopeless, you've been completely poisoned by your mother's relatives."

Yun Xingchen sighed and shook his head, seeing that it was hopeless for him to eat moon cakes, he didn't waste his saliva anymore.

"Cowardice, you are really cowardly."

On the side, Ye Jiangyue was very sympathetic to Yun Xingchen's little pot friend, and accused Ye Jun of being afraid of his daughter-in-law's behavior and embarrassing them to the old Ye family.

"Aren't you coming?"

Without waiting for the night monarch to speak, Yunnan Yue looked at the old prince who was talking cool with his eyes.

Yesterday, whoever swore that he would never come again, and whoever came was a dog.

As soon as the meal was opened, it appeared more actively than anyone else.

"Those words were said by the old man yesterday, and I won't count them today."

Yesterday's words are only limited to yesterday, today is today.

A mouthful of sweet and soft snowy moon cakes is in the stomach, and the beautiful expression of the old night is called an ecstasy.

"There are two days left for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is estimated that the palace will prepare a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, and the two of you have little hope of spending the festival in the Night King's Mansion."

Ye Jiangyue reminded the two that the palace had been busy with the Mid-Autumn Festival palace banquet half a month ago, and had also invited envoys from various countries.

Yunnan Yue wants to spend the festival in the Night King's Mansion, I'm afraid it's impossible.

After all, the identity of the Night Monarch is the Nine Emperor Uncles of the Night Northern Kingdom, and he should bring his family to attend the palace banquet.

"yes, how did I forget about it!"

Fortunately, I haven't bought the ingredients for the festival yet, otherwise I would have wasted a lot of money.

"Ah Yue likes to spend the festival wherever she likes, and this king will accompany you."

As long as Yunnan Yue said a word, not to mention that the Mid-Autumn Festival was celebrated in the Night King's Mansion, even if he went to the mass grave to celebrate the festival, the Night King would never object.

However, Yunnan Yue thought for a moment and decided to go to the palace banquet.

In the words of Lao Yetou, Yejun's identity is the Nine Emperor Uncles of the Night Northern Kingdom, and she has to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival in the palace every year, and she can't embarrass her own masters.

"Lord, princess, old prince!"

He Dong walked over and offered a box with both hands.

"A little boy put the box in front of the palace and said it was for the princess."

“？”

Yunnan Yue opened the box, and when she saw the objects in the box, her expression was slightly stunned for a moment.

"Dementor bells?"

This soul bell is the one that Chunfeng Lou Qing'er is holding in her hand.

"And a letter."

Unwrapping the letterhead, the content on the letterhead roughly said that Qing'er had left Kyoto and was heading towards Ling Nanguo.

The Soul Bell was handed over to Yunnan Yue, hoping that she could keep it well and not smash it in the Soul Bell.

The letter ...... It wasn't written by Qing'er. ”

Yunnan and Dingding.

Although the content of the letter is related to Qing'er, it is not from Qing'er's hand.