Yan'er lay on the bed and slept for a long time. When she woke up, it was noon the next day. Yu'er sat by the bed and looked at her with a smile.

"You're awake?"

Yan'er nodded, sat up, smelled a familiar scent, and when she looked around the room, she was amazed unconsciously.

"Why are there so many lily of the valley?"

There were white lily of the valley everywhere in the room. This kind of flower is rare here. It was really surprising and happy that Yan'er was so happy that she could find so many.

Lily of the valley is Yan'er's favorite flower. When she was in the forest, although she was not free, she was still content with her only interest, namely flowers and animals. So she raised a lot in her small tree house. Unexpectedly, she saw it here when she woke up.

"My elder brother sent it..."

Yu'er whispered, cracking her mouth and laughing: "It's really strange. My elder brother likes to practice martial arts and go out for fun. He doesn't bother doing this. Why does it seem like he has become a different person this time? Not only did he find so many flowers, but he also went to the northernmost peak of Qinglong Mountain and found some snow Ganoderma lucidum to send it over."

"He sent lily of the valley, and he also looked for Ganoderma lucidum in the snow?"

Yan'er immediately opened her mouth wide and blinked her hard. Didn't Long Tianxing hold a grudge against her? At the edge of the Spring of Life, she saw her falling down, and was still on the shore and was gloating. In the swamp of death, although he did not throw her away, he was sarcastic and even asked her to beg him. Why did it last night and completely change?

No, Yan'er bit her lip and wondered, this guy didn't have any other purpose, right? After giving her a sweet date, she slapped her hard in the face, making her happy and happy.

You can imagine that kind of scene, Long Tianxing squinted his eyes and looked at her with a arrogant and sarcastic look, making her feel ashamed in front of the Holy Land people.

Long Tianxing would not stop the poisonous hatred of this dagger. Thinking of this, Yan'er's heart tightened.

You must not be moved, be calm, be cold, ignore the actions of this dragon eldest grandson, and not let him seize the opportunity to attack her hard.

"Oh, I've been tired of seeing these flowers. I don't have much appetite for the snow Ganoderma lucidum. Your mother's medicine is quite useful. Oh, I'm sleepy, the taste of these flowers is really not very good."

Yan'er tilted her head and lay beside the bed, showing an indifferent look, but from the corner of her eyes, she stared at the flowers and lily of the valley, and she loved it so much.

At the window where Fengqi lived, Long Tianxing listened with his ears. He wanted to hear Yan'er's joyful voice, but he didn't expect it to be so dull, and his tone even had a little disgust.

He frowned, stood at the window for a while, walked away in disgrace, and followed two envoys. After dozens of steps, he suddenly stopped and turned around to look at one of the envoys.

"Is it really lily of the valley you are looking for?"

"Yes, there are very few. I have searched many places and found this little bit. Many times I have transplanted it and died. This flower is so beautiful. What's wrong with the young master?" The messenger didn't know what he did wrong? Was the lily of the valley flower wrong?

"No, nothing..."

After hearing what the envoy said, Tianxing was even more confused. Could it be that he had misunderstood that this girl actually didn't like lily of the valley flowers so much? Even the Ganoderma lucidum he picked in Qinglong Mountain himself sneered at it. So, what do she like?

Knowing that Yan'er sacrificed his life to save him, she cried in the medicine pool. Long Tianxing felt guilty and grateful in his heart. He was both upset by the spring of life. He shouldn't be so guilty. At the same time, he also had a strange feeling that made him difficult to swing. It seemed that besides his mother was willing to give up her life for him to save him, the other woman who was good to him was the little girl Yan'er.

How could Long Tianxing remain indifferent to him with such all his strength? Although she is still young, she is so charming.

With a sigh, Tianxing looked at Primrose and said to himself.

"Why is it so difficult to make her happy? What exactly does she like?"

Tianxing frowned, as if this question had to be asked through Yu'er and know her preferences in order to make her happy.

The first time, the eldest young master of the holy land encountered a problem, but it was for a little girl.

"Young Master, are you going to make Yan'er happy?" An envoy approached Long Tianxing and asked in a low voice.

"Well……"

Only then did Tianxing realize that he had lost his mouth, and turned his eyes to the messenger and looked at him for a long time.

"Young Master... I'm just asking." The messenger felt that the young master's face was wrong, so he quickly shut up and took a step back, not daring to ask any more.

But Tianxing seemed to have an sudden enlightenment and took big steps towards the Holy Land Hall.

Looking at the young master's back, another messenger grabbed his hair and asked in wonder: "Do you think the young master is a little strange today? I went to Fengqi, but I just stood at the window. I was going to Primrose now, but I took a few steps to the Holy Land Hall..."

"It's very strange. Last night I had a dozen messengers to find lily of the valley. I didn't sleep at night and ran to Qinglong Mountain to find Ganoderma lucidum in the snow."

"It feels like... the young master seems to like the elf goddess very much..." The messenger came to the conclusion as if he had realized it, but was refuted by another messenger.

"What are you talking about? How old is the Elf Goddess?"

“That’s right…”

The two messengers argued for a while, but seemed to be unable to come to any conclusion, so they walked towards the Holy Land Hall.

In the Holy Land Hall, Feng Zhilou sat next to her husband Shang, carrying a small silver pot and pouring tea for Shang. The light green liquid flowed out of the spout, and a few round water droplets rolled up in the tea cup. The water droplets jumped a few times and merged into the tea water again.

After marrying into the holy land, Feng Zhilou not only had the excellence of medical skills, but also made the elders admire her tea art very much. Being able to drink the tea brewed by the Dragon Queen himself was also a pleasure.

"This tea was picked and prepared by Zhilou. Now, I have made it myself. I have a good time with all the elders."

Shang praised Feng Zhilou no longer the original reckless little girl. After marrying into the holy land, he transformed and transformed again and again, making his love deeper and stronger.

Zhilou was a little embarrassed. Why did Shang praise his wife in front of the elder? Her fingers gently touch Shang, but she was held by Shang's backhand.

"How can Shang not be content with his wife like this?" He said loudly, his voice as loud as a bell, and he didn't care at all that the elders were getting off the seat. His tone was open and honest, which made Zhilou's slightly red face even more red, as if it was a red apple.

"Congratulations to Emperor Dragon, the blessing of the holy land."

The elders raised their glasses and savored the fragrant tea of ​​Biyin Yunwu. After passing through the hands of the Dragon Queen, this tea is even more mellow and delicious, with endless aftertaste. The Sang was even more enjoyable and praised.

Zhilou picked up the tea and took a sip. She felt extremely sweet. Unconsciously, she glanced at the man beside her, feeling as if she had drunk honey. She was content with her husband.

At this time, Shang also looked over, and a divine light flashed, revealing a meaningful smile.

Just as everyone was immersed in the elegant atmosphere of tea and feeling the mellow fragrance, footsteps sounded outside the hall, and Long Tianxing strode in, walking in in a hurry, as if he had something to worry about.

Shang raised his eyes and immediately showed joy when he saw his son.

"Come on, heaven, please taste your mother's craftsmanship. This tea is the best in the holy land."

"Dad, I don't want to drink tea. I have something to do with you, mom, and an elder. No, it's a solicitation. Maybe... I'm a plea."

Tianxing looked solemn and had a firm brow. It seemed that what he wanted to say should not be a trivial matter. He mustered up a lot of courage when he walked in like this.

Shang knew his son's personality very well. If it weren't for something difficult, Tianxing could not decide on himself, he would definitely not have walked into the Holy Land Hall like this, and even used the word "pledge".

The elder of the West Bible didn't know what Tianxing was going to say, but the holy land would generally satisfy what Longsun wanted to do, so how could he ask for it?

"Young Master, say whatever you want, and say whatever you want. There is no need to beg. If they don't help you, the elders will help you."

"Yes, the young master is the eldest grandson of the Holy Land, why should I plead for you?"

"This holy land is all from our dragon clan, and our family members say something to ask for it."

All elders like Tianxing, and of course they don’t want Tianxing to say any “pleading” words.

Feng Zhilou also felt that his son was a little serious. He had all kinds of gold, silver, jewelry, flowers, birds, fish and insects in the holy land. What he wanted and what he had said, but why did he say such things this time?

"Heavenly, your father and all the elders love you very much. If you need it, just tell me what you need. Your father and elders will definitely give it to you."

"I do have something to ask my father, mother, elders and grandpas, because of this..."

Halfway through Tian Xing's words, he suddenly stepped forward and knelt on the hall with a thud. This action changed the faces of all the elders. They stood up one after another and retreated to the door of the hall, not daring to bear the young master's kneeling like this.

"Heavenly, what are you doing? Get up quickly." Shang also stood up. What's wrong with this child today? How stubborn is so, and he still kneels here.

Just after Shang stood up, Tianxing raised his eyes and spoke.

"Dad, Tianxing has thought about it. I decided to engage in an engagement with the elf goddess Yan'er at any cost! Please help me, my father, mother, and all the elders."

Such a sentence was indeed shocking. The expressions of the elders at the door were almost indescribable. Some were blue, some were white, and some were red. The face of the elder Xibi was the most exaggerated, almost black.
Chapter completed!