The elegant fragrance of lotus flowers lingers on the tip of the nose in the middle of the night for a long time.

This was a long-lost sense of familiarity, and she remembered that in the back garden of the Ni Xiang Hall in Biluo Pavilion, there were also patches of lotus flowers.

It was the height of summer, and the lotus flowers in the lotus pond were layered one after another, and occasionally the dew drops were still swirling on the tips of the lotus leaves, which was very lovely.

At that time, she often rested in the garden of the Neon Dressing Hall, because she loved the fragrance of lotus flowers.

Gradually, she became a regular visitor to the Neon Fashion Hall, and everyone welcomed her.

"What's your favorite flower?" A man's voice asked.

She smiled lightly, leaned on the man's back, and said, "Lotus! I love lotus flowers! If there is a lotus flower that is big enough for me to sleep, then I am the happiest in the vast world! ”

The man smiled back at her and lightly placed a kiss on her forehead.

She is not Ye Weixi, let alone Ling Ye, she is just the Qingxuan Immortal Fox who was saved by Ye Weixi.

Ling Ye suddenly opened his eyes, and the blue light flashed in his eyes for a moment.

Ling Ye gasped violently, as if he had just run a long way.

Ling Ye raised his hand, only to find himself lying on a soft and comfortable flower bed. And this flower bed turned out to be a huge lotus flower floating on the water. The center of the stamen of the lotus flower is covered with a soft substance, and Midnight is lying on it. Under the bed is a shallow blue wave, and the jade feet fall to the ground, just submerged to the depth of the instep.

Ling Ye frowned, reluctantly sat up, and looked at the unfamiliar environment in front of him, only the fragrance of lotus flowers was still a little familiar, but how did Ling Ye come to this place?

"Are you awake?"

A man's voice came, and Ling Ye noticed someone sitting on the edge of the bed.

The man reached out and touched Ling Ye's forehead, and said with concern: "You are seriously injured, you have a high fever, and it seems that you have gotten better." ”

It's a sound that's too familiar to be more familiar!

"Leng Xinyi?" Ling Ye looked at Leng Xinyi's smiling face and couldn't help but gasp.

Leng Xinyi smiled and did not speak.

Ling Ye hurriedly asked, "What kind of place is this?" How did I end up here? ”

"You take care of your injuries, I'll come back to see you later."

Leng Xinyi smiled, it was as warm as a spring day, and in a trance, he felt a little bit like a big brother next door.

Ling Ye saw Leng Xinyi get up and wanted to leave, so he hurriedly shouted to Leng Xinyi, but Leng Xinyi went straight away without stopping.

"Oh, yes."

Leng Xinyi suddenly stood at the door, did not look back, and said lightly: "I am not Leng Xinyi, but Charles." ”

After that, Ling Ye was the only one left in the house.

Sitting on the lotus bed in the middle of the night, my head buzzing.

If this person is Leng Xinyi, when has Leng Xinyi ever been so gentle and considerate to himself? I'm afraid that Leng Xinyi has already pierced his heart with a sword, where would he treat himself like this? But if he is not Leng Xinyi, but the Charr Emperor who rules the Hurricane Continent, how can he look exactly the same as Leng Xinyi?

Ling Ye looked at the direction where Leng Xinyi disappeared in a daze, and suddenly six or seven palace maids with lotus flowers on their heads and jade clothes suddenly popped out.

"The slaves and maids are waiting for the night girl to bathe and change clothes!"

Before Ling Ye came back to his senses, six or seven palace maids had already bowed their knees to Ling Ye.

After the salute, the palace maids gathered around Ling Ye, either undressing for Ling Ye, or combing his sideburns and pulling his hair for Ling Ye. Although Ling Ye was reluctant in his heart, he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand, so he had to let these palace maids fiddle. After some tossing, Ling Ye was already dressed neatly, and was raised by the palace maids, all the way through the winding corridor, not knowing where to lead her.

"Your Excellency has been waiting for a long time, girl, please."

The palace maids stood outside a palace with Ling Ye, pushed open the palace door for Ling Ye, and retreated silently.

Ling Ye hesitated for a moment before he raised his feet and walked into the palace in front of him, and the palace door suddenly closed behind Ling Ye.

"You're here?"

When the words landed, lotus lanterns suddenly rose in the dark palace, and there were two gurgling streams next to Ling Ye's feet, and the streams were full of lotus lanterns.

"Are you satisfied with my arrangement?"

Ling Ye looked over with the voice, and among the lights and shadows, Leng Xinyi held a lotus flower and slowly walked towards Ling Ye.

With the help of the surrounding lotus lanterns, Ling Ye really saw Leng Xinyi's appearance clearly.

Looking at this, Ling Ye felt that this person was not Leng Xinyi. Although the facial features and face shape are similar to Leng Xinyi, the charm between the two is very different. The person in front of him has slender eyebrows like willows, which are even more delicate than the woman's eyebrows. With a smile and a smile, it is even more seductive and seductive than a woman, and even Ling Ye can't help but look stunned.

Could it be that he is really not Leng Xinyi, but Charles?

So, what is the relationship between Leng Xinyi and Shire?

Ling Ye watched Charles get closer and closer, and stood stiff as iron.

"These lotus flowers were planted by my own hands, but what do you want?"

Charles held a budding lotus flower in both hands and handed it to Ling Ye, smiling, Ling Ye only felt like a spring breeze.

Ling Ye lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the lotus flower in Xia Er's hand, and said lightly: "The lotus is very beautiful, but I don't like the lotus." ”

Charles didn't feel embarrassed, and still smiled and pinned the lotus flower in Midnight's bun.

It's also strange to say that this lotus flower seems to be able to change its size automatically, and it is just right in the middle of the night's hair.

"Lotus flowers are very suitable for you, no wonder you like lotus flowers so much."

Ling Ye frowned, this person didn't listen to her at all, and said, "Who are you?" ”

"Charles. They all call me the Charr, or the Demon Venerable. Charles chuckled.

Ling Ye sneered, "Then where is this?" Could it be your Demon Palace? ”

Charles nodded and said, "This is the palace I built for you." I've been waiting for you, and now I'm finally waiting for you to come. ”

"Wait for me? Did you know me before? ”

"What do you say?" Charles always maintained that smile as warm as a spring day.

Ling Ye pondered slightly and did not reply.

Suddenly, Ling Ye's eyes flashed, and he suddenly remembered the man who appeared in his dream when he was asleep.

The man who asked him what kind of flower he liked and put a kiss on his forehead.

No, it's not. The woman in the dream is not herself.

Who would that be?

Charles smiled, "Look at your look, you already remember who I am." ”

Ling Ye held his head high and said, "I know who you are, but I don't know who you think I am?" ”

Charles smiled lightly and said nothing, and took Ling Ye's hand directly, Ling Ye was eager to withdraw it, but he was always held firmly by Charles.

"My birthday is approaching, you once said that the day we met was my birthday, do you remember?"

Charles took Ling Ye's hand, wrapped his arms around Ling Ye's waist, and slowly leaned over, the two of them were snorting together, and they were close at hand.

Ling Ye stared into Charles's eyes, as if she was attracted by some force, she was so confused that she didn't refuse.

A kiss, Charles lingered on Ling Ye's lips.

Ling Ye's shoulders trembled, she was seriously injured, but now she felt Charles's masculinity, and she responded to Charles's kiss more and more hotly. Xia Er knew that Ling Ye was sucking up his yang energy, but Xia Er was not nervous at all, but instead mobilized his breath and deliberately let Ling Ye suck it up.

Ling Ye's brows furrowed, and he suddenly came back to his senses and pushed Xia Er away.

"Don't worry! The technique of the furnace tripod is a common technique used by our demons, and the palace maids in the palace are all my furnace tripods! But I am only willing to be your furnace alone. Charles stepped forward and took Ling Ye's hand and said with a wicked smile, "I have many women, but the only one who approaches my heart is you." Would you like to let me be your man? ”

Ling Ye was stunned, is this really terrifying, the Charr Emperor who controls the fate of the entire Hurricane Continent?