Gu Bailu sometimes thought that even if Feng Qingtian thought that the child was more important than her, she would not blame him for protecting the child in time of danger and giving up her.

It's the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month.

This year, the palace of yunqi was busy. In addition, it was a day to sacrifice the kitchen god. It was busy before dawn in the early morning.

It was the yunqi emperor who was going to sacrifice to the kitchen king with all the officials of culture and martial arts.

However, there are so many guests in the Imperial Palace, at least ten of them can't be offended.

So they can only be invited together, and the kitchen sacrifice has been changed into a sacrifice to the God, and the kitchen Lord is counted as a sacrifice to the God together.

No woman could take part in this kind of thing in ancient times.

Gu Bailu didn't care about this kind of thing. She was a God before, and she was pregnant with a master. It was almost the same that others worshiped him.

But bu Yaolian is different. Since she was a child, she has never participated in such a big festival because of her low spiritual power.

This year, people are very busy.

She is a boisterous person. She stays in the palace all day long and has no other entertainment except to accompany Su Shen to exercise in bed. She is in a hurry.

I just want to go to peep. If I can't join in, I'll have a look.

In the early morning exercise, his legs were hooked with Su Shen's irritated waist to beg for people: "good brother You take my concubine to see the bustle. I have never participated in the sacrifice. "

Su shenfan slaps her on the butt: "what good-looking, are some rough men."

There was no entertainment, no dancing, no painting. It was impossible to recite poems and write right. What did she do.

"It's not to sacrifice gods. It's said that it's going to be fun to have a look at who has the highest spiritual power."

She clasped her waist and her arms around his neck, coquetting: "good brother, take me, ah..."

Su Shen was bothered by a collision, which made her people fly to the clouds: "I also have the mind to remember the worship of God, it seems that I am not enough to work hard."

"Good brother, it's too deep..." Bu Yaolian is so fascinated by the collision that she has no chance to be coquettish and beg for mercy.

"No more No more... "

When Su Shen had a rest, he held her in his arms and kissed her on the lips. "Take you there. Don't look around. Follow me. If you look around, I will dig your eyes."

Bu Yaolian was so tired that she almost collapsed. When she heard his promise, she jumped up with excitement: "I'll pick up my clothes."

Su Shen tired a palm to pull her down: "sleep for a while, don't be surprised. It's just a sacrifice to a God. What do you want to do so beautiful, and want to be a sacrifice to the gods in the sky?"

Bu Yao Lian frowned: "no, the gods in the sky also like beauties?"

"Stupid as you are, it's just the right time to send them as sacrifices. They don't even have enough teeth to swallow." Su Shen looked at her stupidity with disgust.

"I'm not a three-year-old. You don't need to scare me like this. The immortal is not a monster." Bu Yaolian is not cheated by him.

"You know you're not a three-year-old, and you're also begging to go to the party with you. It's only a small fart kid's request."

"I'm still a child. Today is the new year's day. My grandfather said it's the new year's day for children. My grandfather always gives me a lot of candy and silver."

Bu Yaolian lies in Su Shen's troubled arms and plays with his little red dot. She is very happy to see him change from soft to firm.