Chapter 1856

Li Nanfang has been with his teacher's mother since the rainy night when he was born.

It's better to be a mother than a mother.

It's not polite to say that if Li Nanfang is frustrated, her teacher's mother can find her south.

Now, Li Nanfang comes out of the room straightly and rushes out like lightning, disappearing into the night.

Just for a moment, the teacher's mother could see clearly.

But the old man told her that it was not her south.

What's going on?

Open your eyes and tell lies. I didn't do that.

But the teacher's mother, with great trust in her old companion, swallowed all the words and sounds she wanted to say.

I watched the old man rush out of the gate, then turn back and cover the gate.

"Xiaoqiao, don't say anything. We don't see anything. You go back to rest, and I'll wait here tonight. "

The old man said this in a low voice.

The teacher's mother nodded, took out a thick blanket and wrapped it gently around the old man. Without saying anything, she went back to the house.

It felt like nothing happened.

Just now, Li Nanfang, who ran out for no reason, was just a little snowflake blown away by the cold wind.

However, this little snowflake slightly hit some, attracted many people's attention.

Xue Xinghan spent most of the night helping Li Nanfang to settle down with Yue Zitong.

As soon as I got back to my home, I was turning to close the door when I saw Li Nanfang, who was like a ghost, flashing past the door.

Xue's mother-in-law was slightly stunned, and she was about to catch up with Li Nanfang. She held Li NanFang's ear and asked him what he wanted to do in the middle of the night.

Who knows, I didn't wait for her to step.

Old Xie suddenly appeared and held her hand.

"Li Nanfang, this is sleepwalking. Don't disturb him. If that magic dragon jumps out, we can't stop it. "

Xie Qing's words are definitely more straightforward than what the old man said.

Li NanFang's appearance was obviously controlled by the magic dragon.

At this moment, Li Nanfang is sleeping, walking in the snow must be black dragon.

If someone rushes in and stands in front of him.

According to black dragon's temper, it's impossible to calm down without hurting several people.

Xue's mother-in-law is careless, but she is not stupid.

She won't, in order to brush the sense of existence, put her life into it.

But it's OK to satisfy your curiosity.

"Shall we follow?"

Xue Xinghan asked in a low voice.

Xie Qingshang immediately shook his head and locked the door of the courtyard.

"Don't make a fuss. Two days ago, Lao Shi just came back with news that Li Nanfang didn't remember what happened in flame valley. Let's watch carefully. Maybe when he comes back to 800, he will remember some key things. It must have something to do with flaming valley that the magic dragon is running around with him so late. The outcome will be determined tomorrow. "

Xie Qingshang said, holding Xue Xinghan's hand and walking back.

I think that Xue's mother-in-law was not afraid of anything when she was young. If anything strange happens, she must find out.

But now in the face of Lao Xie's advice, she also cured her curiosity.

Finger in old Xie's head gently, smile scold a way: "you know much."

"Where, where, the wife is the most talented woman in the world."

Xie Qingshang's witty flattery made Xue Xing laugh. A pair of dogs, cough, and a couple of men and women thought that nothing had happened and did what they should do.

Eight hundred nights, incomparably quiet.

For all the villagers with high martial arts skills in the village, a little wind and grass can arouse everyone's vigilance.

Like a ghost, Li Nanfang moves fast, but he does not hide his footsteps.

Almost everyone can detect the movement outside, but after they are alert, they close their eyes, pretend that nothing has happened, and continue to sleep.

However, if an outsider steps on little black dog's pimple and asks "where is Li Nanfang?".

A pimple can shout twice in the direction of the Imperial Valley.

Dogs are like this, not to mention people.

As we all know, a guy went into the valley of the kings on this snowy night.

Unconsciously, Li Nanfang entered the forbidden area of 800 without any obstruction.

In the forbidden area, a small wooden house was built less than a year ago.

Yang Tiantian, who had been resting for a long time, suddenly stood up straight, barefoot, walked a few steps forward, came to the door and knelt down.

"I salute your majesty."

A very short sentence, but Yang Tiantian said it very slowly.

It's like the babble of a sleeping person, or the murmur of a trance person.

In a word, Yang Tiantian always closed her eyes, but clearly saw a man in a Dragon Robe, dignified and dignified came to her.

More than half a year ago, this man appeared in her dream at midnight every day.

For two months, she was always in the dreamland of nostalgia.

Until she finally found out the identity of the man, and finally knew that he was Yang Guang.

She didn't know where the courage came from. After a good reprimand of this powerful emperor, she ended that kind of absurd dream.

But today, there is no sign.

Here he comes again.

The action is still so rough, the behavior is still so savage.

Just at the beginning, she could not help but gently sing.

Yang Tiantian's ghost husband died young. In the past 20 years, she has been suppressing herself. Even when she first met Yang Guang in her dream, she was also suppressing herself.

It was not until later that man thought that she was going to pry into the secrets of the Imperial Valley, and that she would die soon.

He tried his best to make Yang Guang unable to resist, but he fled back.

The woman who is not easy to let go, does not wait for the real satisfaction, once again defends the empty room alone.

After a long period of repression, it was released again.

That kind of expression of true feelings must make ghosts and gods moved.

The emperor tower in the valley of the emperor has nine floors and thirty-six Jinling lamps.

It's like making a melody to welcome the return of the emperor.

Until the moon gradually sparse, the eastern sky meaning fish belly white show, Yang Tiantian slowly opened her eyes.

Pillow empty, it is the kind of spring dream.

But why is there such a strange smell in the air, lasting?

Li Nanfang wakes up.

The white rice porridge from the kitchen sounded, which caused him to groan in his stomach. It was absolutely a model of being awakened by hunger.

Think about it. Yesterday, there was a table of good dishes for a long time. Before eating half of them, aunt Yue kicked them over.

Li Nanfang is only half full, but not hungry.

But why do you feel muscle ache all over when you stand up with the bed board?

It's not like you're starving if you haven't eaten half a meal, right?

He sat on the bed, shaking his head and thinking for a long time, only to remember vaguely that he seemed to have a dream last night.

Dream and Yue Zitong together, he completed several times can not really complete the thing.

But the woman in the dream is not like Yue Zitong.

Who would it be?

Who is it?

Li NanFang's headache.

Just about to give up this meaningless thinking, a cry that made him even more headache came out of another bedroom.

"Mother!"

Yue Zitong's heart rending voice made Li NanFang's eyebrows stir, and his blood vessels kept popping up.

At the moment, there is no hesitation.

He got out of bed and went straight to Aunt Yue's room.

Fortunately, the situation is not as bad as expected.

Aunt Yue was lying in the arms of her teacher's mother, weeping, but she didn't do anything as unwise as she did yesterday.

The medical skill of Xue's mother-in-law is really amazing.

If you say it's calming, it's calming.

Li Nanfang stood at the door, admiring Xue Xinghan's medical skills.

Unexpectedly, his dirty big foot suddenly kicked him on the buttock and directly kicked him in front of the bed.

"Smelly boy, do you have any conscience. So good mother-in-law, let you be killed, still in this happy appearance. I'll beat you to death

It's only the old man who can swear so much that Li Nanfang can't get up and dare not fight back.

Li Nanfang knew that every time he went back 800, there must be an old man's abuse.

Just in the past, the old man did not dare to let his teacher's mother see the slightest scar on his body. How dare he fight in front of his teacher's mother this time?

Hold your head, hard to resist the old man can kill the bear's blind fist.

Li Nanfang peeped at his mother's face.

I found that my teacher's mother held aunt Yue tightly and comforted her in a low voice. She didn't even look at him when he was beaten here.

Li Nanfang finally understood.

This is because his mother-in-law thinks he should fight, which proves that his mother-in-law's death is really due to him.

He can only be punished honestly for such a big mistake.

Here, the old man was mercilessly beaten. Until Xie Qingshang and his wife arrived, they didn't let him be killed alive.

There are more people.

Yue Zitong also returned to normal.

If more than a year ago, when she was just the president of kaihuang group, facing the death of her only relative in her life, she would not be able to withstand such a huge blow and never recover.

But now it's different.

She is the head of her in law's family, and the reality does not allow her to fall down.

Moreover, the higher a person's status, the more unfeeling he will be. This is not a casual remark.

"I'd like to go to the valley of the emperor and pay homage to my mother. You can rest assured that I will not do anything stupid and violate the 800 rule. I just want to do my last filial piety in front of my mother's tombstone. "

Yue Zitong, who had completely stabilized his mood, spoke again with no emotion in his tone.

However, there was a sigh of relief from all the people present.

Without emotion, it means that Yue Zitong keeps his sense.

As long as she is clear headed, the most worrying thing will not happen.

"Smelly boy, don't pretend to be dead here. Go and prepare some food and clothing for your mother-in-law!"

The old man kicked Li Nanfang on the ass again.

The original saying is to prepare some paper money, but remember that Yang Tiantian is not really dead, this is just about to change.

Li Nanfang did not dare to delay and rushed out of the door as fast as he could.

800 itself is the existence of guarding the tomb for the emperor. It lacks everything, but it must not lack the food and clothing for the dead.

Li Nanfang did everything as fast as he could. Accompanied by the village head, the old man and Lao Xie, he took Yue Zitong by the hand and came to the entrance of the Imperial Valley.

Just like all the children, the parents who died for peace.

Yue Zitong cried in front of the Imperial Valley for a long time, and asked the village head to help him build a simple mourning hall in Yang Tiantian's former residence.

Three days of filial piety.

This is what Yue Zitong said, do the last filial piety.