The group favorite little girl took the whole family to cultivate immortality and ascended

Chapter 8
Song Yao's eyelids twitched, she was silent for a moment, and said, "Brother, why do you like breaking into Yaoyao's boudoir?"

Yan Sui: "."

"I just want to say." Yan Sui pursed his lips, and looked away from Song Yao helplessly, "You are very smart."

"Well, of course Yaoyao knows this. It's just that when she enters the palace tomorrow, Yaoyao is delicate and weak and can easily be pushed down. It's hard to guarantee that there will be short-sighted apprentices who want to bully Yaoyao. Can my brother protect Yaoyao quietly in the dark?"

Yan Sui was silent for a while, then said uncomfortably, "That's natural."

After saying that, he turned around and jumped out of the window again.

Song Yao raised her eyebrows, she was not very dissatisfied with Yan Sui's behavior of flipping through windows. Who made him handsome? !

On the other side, Song Yingli and Mrs. Yu returned to the inner room. After retreating, he pointed at Mrs. Yu and said displeasedly, "Did you bully Yaoyao all these years?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Yu blinked her eyes guiltyly, and denied, "Master! How could I bully Yaoyao? How dare I!!"

"Hmph!" Song Yingli said with a straight face, "It's best, that girl Song Wen is spoiled by you, she needs to be treated well!"

"My lord is right."

After resting for a while, Song Yao didn't wake up until dinner time. She blinked her eyes in confusion, and then sat up abruptly. It's so late, it's going to be late! ! !

But soon, she paused, looked at the surrounding decorations in a daze, and it took a long time to react.

Well, I am no longer in the world of cultivating immortals.

When he was in the world of cultivating immortals, Song Yao was the youngest disciple of the leader of the Xuanming Sect, and the Xuanming Sect was the devil sect that those self-proclaimed decent sects called.

If it was a book, then Song Yao would be the villain in the book, but even though she is a villain, that doesn't prevent her from being good!
When the master was fighting with others, she was beating the tambourine; when the brothers were going into the forest to find treasures, she was beating the tambourine; when the Xuanming sect was fighting with other sects, she was still beating the tambourine.

Beating the tambourine is not just for fun, Song Yao can transmit spiritual power through the tambourine, making it more powerful.

Of course, not only the tambourine, Song Yao can also play the lyre, but she is too good to release her spiritual power through the lyre.

Therefore, in the world of cultivating immortals, the tambourine is an essential magic weapon for her.

Now that there is no tambourine around her, she is not used to it.

"Summer grass."

Soon, the door creaked and was pushed open.

Xia Cao walked to the side of the couch, and said, "Miss is awake? Coincidentally, the kitchen delivered dinner, let's get up and eat."

"Ah."

Song Yao got up to tidy up under Xia Cao's service. At this time, plates of exquisitely presented dinner were served on the table.

Perhaps it was because of Song Yao's poor health that she ate meals in her yard since she was a child, but the meals in the past were not as rich as they are today.

Before Song Yao could ask, Xia Cao explained: "This is the master's special order today, saying that he wants to give the girl the best treatment, and no one can deduct it. No, the old ladies in the kitchen are going to be extra special today. Heart, what girls love to eat is what they cook.”

Hearing this, Song Yao lowered her eyes and smiled, it seems that today's trouble is quite effective.

Song Yao sat down at the table, and then Xia Cao arranged the dishes for her, and then stood aside.

She pursed her lips and said, "Xiacao, sit down and eat."

Hearing this, Xia Cao's eyes widened in flattery: "Girl, this is against the rules!"

"What's wrong with the rules? I let you sit and you sit, and I'm lonely even if I eat alone."

Xia Cao pursed her lips in some embarrassment, sat down anyway, bowed her head and said, "Thank you, miss."

The food is really delicious. Song Yao has been bigu for many years, and she hasn't eaten for a long time, but here, she is alone, and she still feels hungry.

After thinking for a while, Song Yao looked at Xia Cao and said, "Xia Cao, go find a tambourine for me these few days."

"Tambourine?" Xia Cao frowned, puzzled, "Girl, what do you want a tambourine for?"

"Use it to cultivate sentiment."

Xia Cao: ".?"

After dinner, the food on the table was removed by the servants.

After Song Yaoping retreated the other servants, she sat in the room sleepily, feeling a little bored.There is nothing interesting here, at least in Xuanming Sect, she can still play with little spirit beasts! !

At this time, she suddenly thought of Yan Sui, is this person secretly protecting her all the time? ?
If so, could he hear himself speaking?

"Brother, are you there?"

Song Yao waited for a while, but did not hear a reply, but she always felt that Yan Sui was nearby, so she continued: "Brother, I know you are here, do you want to come down and talk to me?"

"Brother, I'm not in good health. If I have no one to chat with, I will die easily. I will die of boredom!"

There was a slight sound outside the window, and immediately, Yan Sui jumped into the room, looked down at Song Yao, and said with a complicated expression: "Don't say the word 'death' casually."

The person in front of her looked weak and weak, perhaps because she ate a good dinner, her pale face was a little bloody, her deer-like eyes were shining with a strange light, and she was staring at him intently .

"Brother, you are really always there."

Song Yao's glossy lips parted slightly, her voice was soft and glutinous, her tone was good, and she was in a good mood listening to it.

Yan Suichui moved his hands by his side, clenched his fists, and pursed his lips, as if afraid of Song Yao's misunderstanding, he struggled a bit, and explained: "I just want to protect you."

Seeing this, Song Yao smiled, her eyebrows curved, her eyes sparkling, she stepped forward a few steps, wanting to get closer to Yan Sui.

But when Yan Sui saw her movements, he hurriedly took a few steps back, lowered his head and said embarrassingly: "Girl, men and women can't kiss each other."

Song Yao froze for a moment, tilted her head and smiled even more: "But, you are Yaoyao's elder brother, you can just call me Yaoyao."

After all, that's what her master and senior brothers called her.

"This"

Yan Sui frowned tightly, as if he was still struggling. Seeing his rigid appearance, Song Yao couldn't help laughing.

Hmm, quite innocent.

Seeing this, Yan Sui slightly opened his eyes wide and pursed his lips, his expression a little complicated.

When Song Yao was young, he followed her and protected her secretly, but because of her poor health, she was always sentimental and never smiled much.

Looking at it today, it is much more lively than before.

"Well, Yaoyao, then I will call you like this from now on."

Hearing this, Song Yao responded, and walked up to Yan Sui. This time, he didn't back away, but just looked at her faintly with downcast eyes, those eyes were like an abyss, so deep that there was no end to it.

(End of this chapter)