The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Chapter 295 Extra: Fulfill your three reminders and four requests

   He walked out of the study. The spring in the courtyard was like wine, and the old man was drunk. He asked, "Has the madam come back yet?"

  Yang Zhihua said helplessly: "The lady handed over the letter and said that she would stay in the palace for some time."

   "Prepare the horse and enter the palace."

   Meng Tangan has been with her grandmother in the palace for more than ten days, but the Queen Mother has no intention of letting her go.

  About the big dream, in fact, she still has a lot of things she doesn't understand.

   The original Meng Tangan was also her, so what happened to the books she heard from her friends in modern times, and how did their stories appear in the books.

   For another example, she remembered that this was an abusive article, and the male protagonist was Liang Jianlai...

   Did she remember it wrong?

   Meng Tangan thought about it, and there was only this possibility: who made her friend a serious novel patient, who didn't read it for a day and was all haggard.

   Her left ear went in and her right ear went out, and she didn't remember much.

   "Tang An, grandma will take you to visit Sun Island today. The scenery there is beautiful. The water in Tingyuxuan is clear and transparent, and you can see a lot of koi swimming around."

  The Queen Mother held her hand affectionately, like an old child.

   "Okay! Then I'll prepare." Meng Tangan cheered.

   "What are you going to prepare?" The lazy and clear voice went from far to near. The man was tall and charming, with a red robe. He walked over against the light and looked at her with a smile, "Tang Tang."

   "Xie Xun!" Meng Tangan flew over with the hem of her skirt, the white skirt was rolling in the wind like a sea of ​​flowers, it was cool and gorgeous, her hair fluttered and her hair tie was flying.

The queen mother stood up and chased Tang An out: "Tang An, walk slowly, don't be in a hurry, Xie Xun can't be pulled away by putting on a reel!" She sighed involuntarily, her huge palace was even better The last Xu Beihou Mansion?

   The woman bumped into his arms and was picked up by someone. She was calm and powerful. She raised her eyes, and the end of her eyes curved upwards, "Miss me?"

  Xie Xun raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyes and smiled: "It's okay."

   Meng Tangan's eyes drooped down in a second, the corners of his lips were flattened, and the smile disappeared, pushing him away: "You go."

   "Don't, I was wrong." Xie Xun followed her, "I just made fun of you, I really miss you."

   "Oh, it's too late." Meng Tangan walked to the front, playing with the soft wicker in his hand, poked him with the willow branch, and raised his chin.

   "Tangtang..."

   "Don't call me."

"Looking at the bright moon in the middle of the night, all of a sudden lovesickness flooded, so I tossed and turned, couldn't sleep at night, didn't I come to you?" Xie Xun held the other end of the willow branch, lingering lazily, with a three-point youthful tone in his tone. It's like being immersed in sake, not intoxicating, people get drunk, hook people and fall.

   "Edit, you continue to edit."

  Meng Tangan walked lazily in front, the skirt brushed over the green branches protruding from the side of the path, and he spoke to him without a word.

  The morning sun shines brightly, the twilight moon is semicircular, it always rises in the east and sets in the west, and everything circulates.

  The white walls and black tiles in the south of the Yangtze River, the bright and yellow colored glaze in Chang'an, the clear sound of nursery rhymes, and the dancers dancing with their sleeves, each has its own merits.

  The poetry of the world and the distance are in my heart.

  The Queen Mother helplessly looked at the two people who were laughing and bickering on the path, and she had a headache.

   "When these two children come together, it is true that they will not let people live in peace all day long."

   "The slave girl looks good." Xia Fu whispered.

   "You're old, you can only watch the young and lively. It seems that you can't go to Sun Island today."

  As expected, Xie Xun led Meng Tangan over: "Grandmother, I won't bring Tangtang home again, she is afraid that she will forget that there is a living person like me at home."

   "Whoever forgets who forgets, you don't come to pick me up." Meng Tangan put a black pot on Xie Xun's head.

   "Me?" Xie Xun pointed at himself in disbelief, as if someone was sitting on a pot at home and came from the sky in confusion, "I urge you three times, little ancestors, and I'm not like me when I visit the thatched cottage three times!"

   Meng Tangan looked at him and opened his hand.

  Xie Xun immediately picked her up, a soft kiss fell on her chin, her voice was soft: "Fulfill your three reminders and four requests."

  Queen Mother: "..."

   She is really not blind!

  Should it be taken into account that she is still here?

   "Whoops, Aijia is going back to the palace, you can figure it out for yourself."

  Meng Tangan sat in the swaying fringed and elegantly decorated carriage, listening to the sound of the horse's hooves, which was crisp and sweet, opened the curtain and looked at the street scene outside.

   Street shops are next to each other, and pedestrians are in a hurry. Looking up, the blue sky and white clouds are clear and bright.

   The cloud that looks like a cute little white rabbit changed its appearance, and for a moment, it turned into a jumping and soaring horse running on the journey.

   Meng Tangan leaned against Xie Xun without any bones, and said casually, "Look at that horse, does it look like yours?"

  Xie Xun stared at her several times, and answered her with a very positive tone: "It's not as good as my little white."

  “…”

  Who made you compare like this!

   Another two blocks away is Houfu, but the carriage is going straight.

   "Why didn't you turn the corner, and went further and further on the way home?" Meng Tangan watched helplessly as she missed the intersection.

   "Not far in front is Li Ji, where the new chefs are famous for their cakes, and people from ten miles away come here to buy some to take home." Xie Xun explained, "It will satisfy your cravings."

   Meng Tangan listened, it's been a long time since I've been to Li Ji.

   "What did you say? You want to eat so much? No, no, can you keep your mouth in check, it's so big that it doesn't make you worry at all. Okay, I'll accompany you reluctantly."

  Xie Xun: "I thank you."

   After buying cakes from Li Ji, Meng Tangan couldn't control her hands and walked all over the long street.

   Xie Xun followed behind, holding her things all over her body.

   He felt that he had become a wonderfully dressed Christmas tree, or a colorful one.

  Meng Tang casually hung the bag on Xie Xun's shoulder: "Come on, little Marquis."

   "Buy it, buy it, anyway, none of it belongs to me." Xie Xun clicked his tongue, very upset.

   "Why not?" Meng Tangan suddenly approached, "Am I not yours?"

  Xie Xun's heart skipped half a beat.

   After returning to Xubeihou Mansion, I saw Zhulan Baishi, green grass, nine-curved veranda, and gurgling streams.

   Turning around the pavilions and pavilions, and following the stone path, when you look up, hundreds of trees and peach blossoms are blooming like clouds.

   Every year in March, there are peach blossoms blooming, and people here are like rainbows.

   When Meng Tangan left the mansion to go to the palace, the peach trees were not yet blooming so grandly.

  The breeze is coming, and the petals of peach blossoms are fluttering and falling, paving a pink road, winding and passionate.

   "Use a tree full of peach blossoms to call Tangtang back." Xie Xun stood in front of a peach blossom tree and smiled alone.

   Planted acacia in the spring of March, looking forward to the return of the Yiren when the flowers bloomed.

   Meng Tangan raised his eyes and looked around, the peach blossomed, and its splendor was shining.

   In those three years of ignorant wandering, she planted peach trees in the mountains, expecting peach blossoms to bloom, and he planted Wanzhu trees like him.

   She finally spoke.

   (end of this chapter)