Cross the prayer space

Chapter 252 My Parents Are Cannon Fodder 10 End

In the palace, Ah Yan was lying sideways on the imperial concubine's couch, waving a fan lightly in her hands, charming and charming, her eyes sparkling with spring, and when the wind picked up, she ordered softly, "Close the windows, and you all go down. "

The court lady retreated respectfully, and Ah Yan stood up, "My lord, are you here? But miss Ah Yan?"

She gently opened the bead curtain with her fair fingers, and looked at the man sitting beside the bed, her eyes were alluring, the man's facial features were exquisite, and there was a gorgeous color between his brows, he was even more beautiful than Ah Yan in front of him. When he raised his eyes, a pair of gray eyes turned dark, "The Celestial Clan is here." His tone was hoarse.

A Yan softly snuggled into the man's arms, "Yes, don't worry, my lord," she wrapped her arms around the man's neck, "A Yan has arranged for her well, and Sister Chang Qing is with her."

The man pinched her chin, "Do a good job, I won't lose you."

Ah Yan's eyes were charming, "Then, what does Ah Yan want from you?"

The man's eyes dimmed, and he put his arms around her waist. The two of them fell on the bed, and the curtain was lowered, covering the spring scenery of the garden.

In the teahouse, An Ran was brewing wine, while Chang Qing looked at her with a smile, "Xi He, don't forget our agreement."

An Ran stopped, "The wine is ready, you can drink it, it's not good to be in a hurry."

Changqing nodded in agreement, "Well, what you said is that I have always believed in you. Today's tea is tasteless and needs to be added. By the way, Ah Yan likes salt tea. You can add it to her tomorrow."

An Ran nodded, "Naturally."

At night, she looked at the virtual screen in front of her, and clicked on one of the medicine bottles. The ink color was boundless, and the medicinal properties fell into endless ink color until it dissipated into water.

Enron clicks to buy, [-] points will be deducted, please be careful!

Holding the small bottle that appeared in her hand, An Ran had a smile in her eyes as she gently stroked the bottle. If it weren't for mission workers like them, the clean energy would be imprisoned, and it would be difficult to subdue the foul energy.

Where the naked eye can't see, those normal people have long lost consciousness, like a puppet, and now only when the turbidity disappears, this world will return to normal.

Early the next morning, Ah Yan came again, "I like today's tea?"

Changqing put the teapot casually, "If you want to drink, do it yourself."

Ah Yan didn't mind, took the teapot, took a cup casually, poured a glass of water, tasted it carefully, looked at the salt beside her, and added a little with a rippling smile on her brow, "Sure enough, The tea here is still delicious."

An Ran smiled, "You are free."

Ah Yan shook his teacup and took a sip, "Of course, my lord loves me, so of course I will give you the most leisurely work, Goddess Xihe, I advise you, honestly, my lord will come back to see you in a few days, it's really true." Envious."

An Ran just smiled, not caring what she said, Ah Yan was bored, her eyes turned cold, she was really as annoying as her highness the princess, malice flashed in her always soft and affectionate eyes.

An Ran didn't seem to feel it, and continued to drink tea on her own, without any intention of continuing to talk to her. Anger flashed in Ah Yan's eyes, and then he snorted coldly, and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, "Okay ,I gotta go."

Seeing her leave, Changqing couldn't help sneering, "Really, you're so flattering, you really think of yourself as a human being." Her eyes were full of sarcasm.

An Ran didn't speak, just counting the time.

Three days later, this small teahouse ushered in a special guest. A Yan followed him. In the backyard, An Ran held a teapot. Chang Qing greeted him, "My lord."

An Ran turned her head and looked at the man in front of her indifferently. He was dressed in a black robe with dark gold inscriptions embroidered on it. His eyebrows were delicate and gorgeous, but not feminine. The man looked at An Ran with interest, "Why? Consider Okay help me?"

An Ran pursed her lips and smiled, "Give me another year, and I will give you the answer."

The man raised his eyebrows, "It's up to you."

He just sat for a while and then left. Changqing asked curiously, "Can the wine still be brewed?"

An Ran looked at her, "I don't know."

So Changqing understood, the days passed slowly, and Anran received a sound transmission from the Celestial Clan that day, "Of course, are you okay? I sent you a lot of messages, but I didn't receive them!"

"Uncle, I'm fine, there's still one month left, wait for me to come back." An Ran's brows were gentle, and there was a bit of yearning.

Feng Hui was taken aback when he heard that, "How could it be? How could it be when you're not awake?"

"Uncle, I found the left behind. It's an accidental discovery." She said with a playful tone, "I think the reason why he was sealed in the first place might be because I couldn't do it. After all, they are considered the same life."

Fenghui thought about it carefully, and thought it was right, and told her to be careful. Although she said so, they were still worried after Fenghui returned to Tianjuntian, but now that the passage between the clan and the world is closed, they cannot help , I can only suppress my anxiety.

Feng Qing came back, brought her unconscious spirit to the gods, and learned that her daughter was alone in the mortal world to deal with the turbidity, and almost passed out again, "What's going on?" Her tone was a little cold.

Feng Hui hurriedly said something, Feng Qing was so anxious that she lost a lot of weight.

In the palace, Ah Yan covered his face, "How could it be, how could it be!"

The turbid air suddenly appeared, and grabbed her neck, "What did you eat for me!" His face was turbulent, turning into black water from time to time.

Ah Yan was thrown to the ground by her, "No, no, it's not me, my lord! It's not me!"

"Ah!" The man's gray eyes were filled with black mist, "Damn, how is it possible! Qingqi, without him, who can do anything to me! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" His eyes turned into ink and disappeared.

Ah Yan was stunned, "No way! How is it possible!"

The mist between heaven and earth cleared, and the people were in a daze for a moment, then shook their heads and continued to do their own things, but the small teahouse disappeared. Changqing smiled bitterly, "I haven't drunk my wine yet."

An Ran carried Ah Yan who had fainted, and laughed when she heard the words, "Go back and brew for you, how about you? Continue to the Demon Race?"

Changqing smiled when he heard the words, "No, I'm looking for my young man to be reincarnated. The moment I died of turbidity, I felt my fiancé's soul break free. This time I guard him. If he cultivates immortality, I will Accompany him, if he is a mortal, I will accompany him for the rest of my life."

An Ran nodded clearly, "What you thought in the past was not like this."

Changqing nodded, "Everyone will change. I used to yearn for power, and after his death, I yearned for everything that is high above me, but now, I know he is still there."

An Ran looked at her with a smile, "I'll wait for you to come back and drink."

Chang Qing nodded, and An Ran took Ah Yan back to report. An Ran didn't care about Ah Yan's ending.

An Ran met Su You, and Su You told her that he had found the person who took him home, so it might be difficult to see him in the future, An Ran danced a dance at the end, looked at Su You and smiled, "See you in the future."

Su You nodded, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)