Lord, let me be arrogant [End]

Xiaoxiao suppressed her laughter, and glanced at Duan Zifei who was indifferent, "Zifei, it seems that your two sons are also grown-ups."

Duan Zi said nothing, picked up one of the paintings, and came to them, "What's going on?" His tone was calm, but a bit more sharp than usual.

Xiao Wu didn't dare to look at him, and secretly teased his brother with his little hands.Xiaowen had no choice but to raise his head and said, "Uncle Wufeng made Aunt Wushuang angry, and he wanted to coax her, so he wanted to write some love poems, so please ask us."

"That's not the point." Duan Zifei said flatly.

Xiao Wu was puzzled, raised his head and looked at his father, and said very sincerely, "We just wrote these few poems, really, Dad, you have to trust us, I can swear!"

Duan Zifei closed his eyes, his thin lips twitched slightly, as if he was trying to suppress it, and after a while, he said, "The point is, how can you write well?"

"Haha..." Xiaoxiao couldn't bear it any longer, she lay down on the table and kept laughing, "Son, your father is not angry with you for writing love letters to Wufeng, but angry with you for writing so well!" Between the lines, the feelings are sincere, how does it seem to be written by two five-year-old children?

"Especially that sentence, Jun Siqie can't sleep alone, simplicity is the finishing touch."

Xiaoxiao laughed unscrupulously, Duan Zifei turned her head, and a look in her eyes gave her a mother for a second.Turning around, staring closely at the two sons, "From now on, you are not allowed to touch Wufeng, and you are not allowed to speak."

"Oh," Xiaowen and Xiaowu agreed.Xiaoxiao waved at them, and the two ran out quickly.

"Hehe, why is Wufeng to blame? If you want to blame, blame those two little monkeys for being too smart." Xiaoxiao picked up the original handwriting of her sons again, looked left and right, and liked it very much, "Zifei, let's frame it how?"

Duan Zifei walked back to her side, pondered for a while, and said, "Is it hard to go to the city in the morning?"

"Fortunately," Xiaoxiao said as if remembering something, "That person who bought more than a dozen stores in one go is so strange."

Duan Zifei raised his eyebrows, "Strange?"

"Yeah," Xiaoxiao told him everything about today, and then analyzed, "It seems that he doesn't want to make money, so what is it for?"

"I'll know soon." Duan Zifei responded indifferently.

Xiaoxiao tilted her head and looked at him, "Why do I feel that you seem to be hiding something from me."

He put away the love poems written by his son one by one, and glanced at her with clear eyes, "No."

"Pavilion Master!" Wu Shui walked in with a solemn face and handed over a letter, "This is a letter sent by Mo Yue."

Duan Zifei took it and unfolded it, Xiaoxiao also hurriedly came over, "What happened..." She was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Zifei, "The treasure of the dragon vein...was taken away by Duan Xiaoqi."

Both she and Zifei knew exactly what that meant.

"Pavilion Master, what should we do now?" Wu Shui asked anxiously, "Do you want to help them?"

Duan Zifei put down the letter, his expression unchanged, "That's his business, it has nothing to do with us."

"...Yes," Wu Shui backed off anxiously.

Xiaoxiao bit her lips, raised her eyebrows, and said, "With these treasures, Duan Xiaoqi can confidently take over the world, including...Yan Kingdom, and our Junwu Pavilion. I am afraid that the end of the Hundred Ghosts Sect will end." He killed the chicken for the monkey to see."

Even if she is worried, it may happen at any time.In Duan Zifei's calm eyes, he still couldn't find even the slightest fluctuation. He casually stretched his arms around her waist, "The crabapple flowers in the back mountain are blooming, do you want to go and see them?"

Xiaoxiao was startled, blinked her eyes, then nodded with a smile, "Well, good." Whose world belongs to her, and what does it have to do with her?As long as she can be with Zifei, she doesn't care about anything!

On the back mountain of Nanshan, there are large areas of crabapple flowers, and when the wind blows, it forms a wave of rose-red flowers, which is so beautiful.Duan Zifei is not a romantic man, but he likes to see the amazement in Xiaoxiao's eyes, so he will do everything to amaze her. If you think about it, it can also be called his unique romance.

"Hehe, Zifei, remember the camera I mentioned to you? I really want to take these pictures, they are so beautiful!" Xiaoxiao smiled like a flower in the rain of flowers.She stretched out her arms and raised her sleeves, like an elf among flowers, glamorous and moving.

He looked at her quietly, smiled, and even the flowers around him lost their color in an instant.

These pictures have been imprinted in his heart.

Xiaoxiao turned her head to look at him, her smile faltered, and then her smile became brighter. She took out her handkerchief and walked over, gently wiped his sweat, and asked softly, "Zifei, are you tired?"

Duan Zifei shook her head, she smiled and said, "But I'm tired, let's go back." Turning around, she walked lightly among the flowers, but the smile on her face disappeared little by little, she lowered her eyes and looked at the handkerchief in her hand. On the child, there is a shocking red piece on it.

Biting her lip, she held on to the veil tightly to keep herself from crying.She has been working hard, all the time, living in the hope she created every day, deliberately ignoring this cruel reality.Zifei understood her, and tried her best to cooperate, but... what else could she do?

After dinner, it was still early, but Duan Zifei seemed a little tired, so he went to bed early.Xiaoxiao stood by the bed, looking at his picture-perfect face, afraid that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.Just like that, she sat quietly by the bed, reluctant to look away.

The window rattled slightly, Xiaotian got in, frowned, and called softly, "Silly girl, come with me."

"Yeah." Xiaoxiao cheered up, got up and covered him with a quilt, and then went out of the house.

In the gazebo in the garden, Xiaotian stood on the stone table and paced back and forth. Seeing Xiaoxiao approaching, it said with a serious face, "Duan Zifei's situation is not very good."

Xiaoxiao's heart trembled, and her face immediately turned pale, "Xiaotian, tell me everything you know."

Xiaotian sighed, "Now that the matter is up to now, there is nothing to hide from you." It sat down cross-legged and said, "Back then, when the previous dynasty fell, his mother took him and escaped from the palace. Unfortunately, he still couldn't." They escaped from Emperor Lan's pursuit. The people who protected them fell down one by one, leaving only their mother and son... In the end, she killed herself."

Xiaoxiao was puzzled, "I've always wanted to know why Emperor Lan didn't kill him back then?"

"Because of the treasure of dragon veins." Xiaotian continued, "Emperor Lan wanted to get these treasures a long time ago. Maybe Zifei is the only clue. Instead of killing him, he took him back to the palace as his adopted son. However, he also Afraid of raising tigers, he used drugs to control him since he was a child."

Xiaoxiao was startled, "What does that mean?"