The next morning, the morning light sprinkled on Ye Ning's face, and she woke up to feel as if she had had a dream last night, and the dream also took the innocence of a man.

But the kiss marks on her body, her bare self, and the memory of being crazy to be chuang clearly told her that last night's was not a dream.

She looked sideways at Nangong Qianyue, who was still asleep next to her, her eyes stayed on Yin Hong in front of him, his Chujun Sha was still there, so the man last night was definitely not Nangong Qianyue. It should be the mysterious veiled man named Tingqin.

Night Gazing struggled to recall the details of yesterday's tea and conversation with Tingqin, and they talked about the memories of the soul, and he made her look him in the eye. But after that, she couldn't think clearly.

In order to confirm her guess, she freshened up and asked a petty official of the art museum: "You have a pianist named Tingqin in the art hall." ”

The petty officer shook his head.

Ye Ningyan asked a few more people, and they all said that they didn't listen to the qin. It seems that she guessed right. Last night, when he was chatting with Tingqin over tea, Ye Ningyan noticed that his fingers were slender and delicate, delicate like jade carvings, and there were no calluses on the fingers of people who practice the piano all year round.

But why is he here? Where did it go? Either way, she took away Tingqin's innocence, and if he was willing to accept it, she would be responsible for him.

Nangong Qianyue woke up and found that she was not at all, and she was excited at first. In my impression, the clothes were not taken by him on his own initiative. Could it be that the wife took the initiative? Does she finally want him?

Soon, there was another wave of loss. The mark on the body that has not been touched by the woman is still there, and they are just a nominal couple.

Had breakfast.

Xing Yaoxi: "Xiao Ye, I heard the news, the prince of Ling Yinhua is indeed in the Linxiao Palace." It is said to have become the new chong of Linxiao's empress Linshuihan. ”

Ling Yinche: "Hmph, Lin Shuihan actually dared to pay attention to our painting." But after all, the painting is in her hands, in order to prevent him from encountering any accidents, it is better to salute first and then soldier. ”

Ye Ningxi smiled lightly when he heard the domineering Ling Yinche affectionately call Ling Yinhua "painting". She connected the way he had just spoken with the tenderness of a big man coaxing a crying child, and she felt very happy.

Yun Qingmo: "I heard that Empress Linxiao is acting strangely, her martial arts are unfathomable, and she is proficient in the Five Elements Thaumaturgy, I'm afraid it's not so easy to deal with, let's be careful." ”

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The palace of Linxiao Kingdom is located in the water, looming at the end of the line between water and sky. Looking at the past from afar, it is as dreamy as a mirage.

There was not a single boat in sight on the vast lake, only a sparse wooden stake standing in the water.

Ling Yinche: "This empress of Linxiao Kingdom is really peculiar, isn't it afraid of inconvenient transportation to build the palace in the water?" ”

Yun Qingmo: "She must have her reasons for doing this." ”

Ling Yinche: "Without a boat, this wide lake can't be crossed no matter how good it is." It seems that there is only one step at a time to walk the stake. ”

Ling Yinche was just about to step on the stake when he was pulled back by Yun Qingmo.

Yun Qingmo: "Be careful, it's an illusion array." Yun Qingmo used his internal force to hit the wooden stake that Ling Yinche almost stepped on just now, and sure enough, the palm force hit the air, and there was no wooden stake there at all, it was just an illusion.