The moon is hidden and the stars are sparse.

It was pitch black under the starry sky.

The whistling sound of plants and trees in the cold wind, accompanied by the swaying of more than a dozen torches, played a song: The night wind is flying.

This is a natural music that tells the voice of all things in nature.

Cold and fresh notes rush into the wind, including plants, flowers, soil, human voice notes, etc., and a grand ensemble of nature is staged.

Originally, this kind of ensemble is pleasant and resonant with the body and mind, and experiences the natural melody of life, and is even more unaware of it?

But I woke up in a hearty laugh: "Hahaha, I am still my old Cheng, and I am still lucky. As soon as I come, I came to the Immortal Palace and came to the Immortal Palace to come and play with my son..."

This big man with a thick and sturdy face and unshaven bearded self-reporter sounds like a familiar person. He is generous by nature. He takes Lao Dou's arm and steps into the Wang family garden.

Wang Langjun naturally felt that he had a sense of perception. He took a big step left, blocking the rough-looking Lao Cheng, staring at his smiling face under the torch light, waved his hand and drove him away, saying, "Sorry, this is my private garden, so you are not allowed to visit!"

"Haha, I, Old Cheng, must have heard it wrong. Why did you hear what you said about a private garden?

What is a private villa?

Is this what private people don’t play, do you mean to play together?"

Cheng Yaojin took Wang Tai's arm and stood side by side in front of Wang Langjun. He lowered his head slightly, turned his eyes and looked at Wang Langjun's slightly thin body, and said indifferently with a handsome face that was blocking people thousands of miles away.

This kid is indeed an arrogant and rude master. How dare he put the emperor aside as a guard?

Looking around the world, I, Lao Cheng, who dares to treat the emperor in this way, met a master who despises the imperial power today. I am really not lonely in life!

But it is said that this kid is not a fuel-efficient lamp?

Otherwise, how could he set up an immortal palace and lit a bright and smokeless magic lamp with a roof and a glass of flowers and trees in the immortal palace?

This is a lamp that looks like a person, with a beautiful appearance and a mysterious inside, which makes me unable to see through it?

But this time, I, Old Cheng, came to him and had some tricks...

Is this the legendary Cheng Yaojin?

The first impression he gave was the optimist, a smile that was a natural and mature person?

As soon as he met, he came up to fool around, pretending to be stupid and tender, trying to get away with it?

But when he was about to come, he bowed to the emperor and passed by perfunctorily. The emperor didn't care about his rude actions, and smiled and showed something strange.

He put aside the emperor and ignored it and held Lao Dou's arm intimately, making Lao Dou very embarrassed, and he awkwardly accompanied him to pretend to be happy and smiled bitterly.

This has reversed the primary and secondary relationship between the emperor and ordinary people, exposed his motives, is it a bit impure?

That was a bit interesting. Wang Langjun saw the gaze, and he set his sight slightly looking up at his smiling face, and patted his slightly raised belly. He patted his belly with the back of his hand and said, "Well, this sound sounds dull, and it is preliminary to judge that half-baked ones cannot be eaten.

It seems that I will have to wait for a while, and then pick it when he grows mature..."

"Oh, do you take my old Cheng's belly as a watermelon, or is it a half-baked watermelon?

I, Old Cheng, have never seen such a big watermelon in the world, and I don’t know it myself, that’s just that you’re just missing.

You kid took my old Cheng's gourd as a watermelon. Oh, you have to help me get my old Cheng's gourd into the house for inspection..."

Cheng Yaojin grabbed Wang Langjun's right hand, pretended to be weak as he spoke, and pulled Wang Langjun into the Wang family garden.

This is a rogue. Wang Langjun took off his pull, flicked into the house, closed the door and thanked the guests. He turned around and saw his mother walking down the spiral stairs. He met her and helped her sit on a chair next to the round table in the restaurant and said, "Mom, don't look at the people outside the window, look at the decorations in our villa.

Look at where you need improvement and embellishment. Tell me to my son, my son will definitely help you create a perfect decoration..."

"What else do you want to decorate? Such an immortal palace makes my mother dream like she is in a dream, as if she has entered the heavenly palace in her dream.

No, Jun'er should not fool my mother with decorations. My mother lives in the Immortal Palace for time to see, so don't rush for a moment.

The most urgent thing is that your mother is worried that you will treat the emperor as a monkey. The emperor will first blame your father. How can your father live outside?"

Wang Ma felt that everything in her sight was more beautiful than she thought about it. Her novel heart was surging, and her son was teased by her ministers and her words and deeds were pulled back to reality. She held her son's hand and experienced the beauty of heaven and the coldness of hell. Her heart was fluctuating and she said worriedly.

The ruthlessness in the world is the imperial family.

They were not satisfied with being high and were thinking about the dragon throne all day long, and did not hesitate to do anything to wipe out the blood relatives to take over.

It can be said to be ruthless.

These people are no better than ordinary families. People in ordinary families break their bones and connect their tendons, and they can ease their relationship after a while. Their relationship will be prosperous for a lifetime, and they will die if they fail. There is no family affection.

These people treat their relatives like this, how can they treat outsiders be better?

Now that the son openly boycotts the emperor and ravages the emperor's dignity, the emperor will kill his son when he is angry, which will harm the whole family...

This is a profound question.

Wang Langjun knew very well and knew what his mother was worried about. He put her hands on the table on the round table for massage, and looked at her beautiful and worried face and said, "Mom, you can experience the feeling of dreams in this villa.

I always feel incredible, like a dream.

Then what do you think of your son, the man who makes the villa?"

"Oh, my opinion, my mother felt that Jun'er warmed her heart and gave her a warm home that she had never thought of in this life. She was very pleased to have such a baby.

My mother was also thinking that Jun'er was lucky, and she was blessed by God. She had the inner strength of plants and trees to create countless magical objects. What object will be next?

No matter what it is, I believe Jun'er will create something that I wish, so that's all for the time being!"

Ma Wang seemed to think of the meaning of her son's questioning, and looked at her son lovingly, smiling and expressing her thoughts.

That's right. Wang Langjun smiled and pointed to the person crawling outside the floor-to-ceiling window and said, "Mother, look at them all showing joy and curiosity, and the joy is mixed with the greed of human nature.

This is human nature, and no one is exceptional.

Even my mother was thinking about what her son’s next magical object would be? What are its functions and other ideas to use to warm the home.

In their eyes, the son is a profit, an endless potential stock, no, as hot as looking at a treasure pot.

This will allow them to come and take care of you and even occupy everything about your son.

Who made you give birth to me so handsome and pretty?

A pretty man is inevitably attracted to bees and butterflies, no, attracting attention and flattery.

Outsiders flock to flatter your son, proving that your son has unlimited potential and enough to offset the dangers they bring.

Besides, my son’s intention is to build a home to make his ambitions and enjoy the countryside. He is not familiar with the world and the court situation. He only wants to make money in his spare time and travel around the world with his beauty.

In this way, we can soothe and eliminate the little chicken intestines in the emperor’s heart…”

"Ha, Jun'er dares to be so mean in front of her mother, will she be itchy..."

Mother Wang looked at her son playing with her treasure, laughing so hard that the flowers bloomed. When she was about to raise her hand and beat her, she said angrily.

Brother's tough mother is back again. Wang Langjun smiled and said nothing, but only curled his lips slightly to signal his mother to look at the lively scene outside the windowsill. Suddenly, he heard a disharmonious voice coming from behind and looked in the sound.

"Big brother, Ya'er is hungry, she wants to eat big sesame cakes..."
Chapter completed!