"What's the matter with you? Ouch

Lu Beiyou suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. Suddenly he felt that he had hit something.

Raising his head, he found that it was mu Qiuqiu. He was covering his head. His tears were coming down, but he was still worried and looked at himself.

Lu Beiyou's heart is warm. He just wants to comfort him, but he finds himself soaked in cold sweat.

"Stinky, what's the matter with you?"

Lu Beiyou only felt physically and mentally tired, paralyzed in bed, gently closed his eyes, exhaled a turbid breath, "nothing, just a nightmare."

Mu Qiu rubbed his head and looked at Lu Beiyou. He didn't want to speak and didn't ask much.

Lu Beiyou doesn't know how to tell mu Qiuqiu about this dream. The old man Lu Beiyou is very familiar with it, so he should not be familiar with it any more.

Lu Beiyou opened his eyes, which reflected that he had been soaked in cold sweat. Muqiu has brought him a clean suit.

Lu shouhuang picked it for him himself.

Different from the white clothes in the past, today's clothes are more solemn.

Red robe with black background. It is embroidered with cloud crane and a purple gold belt around the waist.

"My grandfather said that there are guests at home today. Please dress solemnly."

Is there a guest?

Lu Bei you Leng for a moment, turned to look out of the window, now it is dusk, how can the guests come at this time?

"Did the old man tell you who it was?"

Muqiu shook his head. "Grandfather didn't tell me that."

Although Lu Beiyou had some doubts, he took it over and began to change. It happened that today he still had something to say to the old man.

Mu Qiuqiu covers her eyes with her hands, but her fingers open two slits secretly. Lu Beiyou can't help laughing. She has already been married to her before, but now she is so shy, and the gloom just now has been swept away.

When Lu Beiyou changed his clothes, mu Qiuqiu's hand had been put down, and his eyes were staring at Lu Beiyou. The corners of his mouth seemed to drool and he quickly wiped it.

Is this still Lu Beiyou?

Lu Beiyou, whom mu Qiuqiu has seen before, has been working for himself all the time, and then his clothes are very simple.

Now that he changed his clothes, Lu Beiyou, who was originally tall and handsome, seemed more symmetrical, and his green stubble was more masculine.

"What? Not good-looking? "

Lu Beiyou looked at Mu Qiu's absent expression and couldn't help laughing.

Muqiu also came back and shook his head, "good looking, smelly guy, I didn't find that you were so good looking."

After saying that, he seemed to think of something else. He said with a worried face, "no, you look so good. What can I do? If there is another girl who will hook up with you in the future, what can I do if you don't like me for a long time?"

Lu Beiyou chuckles when he hears mu Qiuqiu's murmur. He reaches out and pulls mu Qiuqiu into his arms and pinches her face.

"There is no exaggeration like what you said. Don't worry. Even if I don't want anyone, I can't want my shopkeeper."

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Hearing Lu Beiyou's promise, mu Qiuqiu giggled.

Then, on the ninth day of junior high school, he came in with a basin to wash his face. When he saw Lu Beiyou, he was also in a trance. His basin almost fell to the ground. Lu Beiyou responded in time and quickly caught it.

"Be careful, be careful!"

Lu Beiyou picked up the basin and breathed a sigh of relief. The ninth day of junior high school was also aware of his gaffe, and his face was instantly full of blush, "sorry, little Lord! I I... "

"It doesn't matter. Don't be so careless next time."

The ninth day of junior high school nods slightly, and then Lu Beiyou and mu Qiuqiu dress up again under the service of the ninth day of junior high school.

Seeing the solemn appearance of the ninth day of the lunar new year, Lu Beiyou began to wonder who the guests were.

"Jiuer, do you know who the guests are today?"

The ninth day of junior high school nodded, "I know, young master, you should know."

I know you, too?

Lu Beiyou was even more confused, but he didn't ask much. After washing, he walked out of the house with mu Qiuqiu.

In front of the reception hall, Lu Beiyou was a fool for a while, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

This guest is too unexpected.

On the main seat sat Lu shouhuang and an old man. A middle-aged man was standing behind the old man with his face and expression. Lu an and another man and woman are sitting in the second seat.

Lu Beiyou knows all these people. Only one person he doesn't know can he guess his identity.

Seeing Lu Beiyou come over, the man who had been sick suddenly brightened his eyes and said with a laugh, "you're here."

Lu Beiyou smiles and answers. Mu Qiuqiu looks at the man with a puzzled face. Obviously, he is also surprised.This man is the king of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty Ren Changfeng! Lu Beiyou knows the little girl who is sitting next to him and looks around. Queer, who left with the master of sishenzhu temple before, looks like she is looking for linen clothes.

Lu Beiyou nodded, took the hand of Muqiu and walked towards Ren Changfeng.

As soon as I got to the side of queer's voice, I was held by her and said in a small voice, "how about others

Lu Beiyou smiles and signals to her to talk about it for a while. Queer also realizes that there is something wrong with the atmosphere and the occasion, and nods her head cleverly.

"Here you are."

Lu shouhuang, who hasn't opened his mouth for a long time, said after seeing Lu Beiyou, "grandson Lu Beiyou and his wife visit grandfather."

"Come on, it's all my family. How can there be so many rules?"

My family?

Lu Beiyou couldn't hear the meaning of Lu shouhuang's words, but he didn't respond for a moment.

If we talk about the relationship, maybe Ren Changfeng is half of the old man's student. Lu Beiyou looked at the old man who was sitting on the main seat and drinking tea, and his eyes became strange.

"You all go out first."

Lu an drove out the people who were waiting for him and closed the door gently.

"Oh, master, didn't I bring you so much food? Why are you still angry? "

At the moment of closing the door, Ren Changfeng seemed to be a different person, looking at Lu shouhuang's grievance.

Lu Beiyou and mu Qiuqiu opened their eyes and almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.

This tone is full of grievances, a face of bitter force elephant tall man, or the superior king of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty? Now it's like a child with a grouchy face.

"Oh, grain and grass?! I'm in need of millions of troops in Zhongzhou. Do you have any food? "

"No shortage, no shortage. Don't be angry, master. Then you'll tell me what you want me to do so that you won't be angry."