Du Heng leaned on the bed, looked at Yinyu blankly, looked like he didn't understand what he was saying, stiffened his face and pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "Yin, when did you learn to laugh with people?" ”

Yinyu didn't defend either, just looked at him fixedly.

At the door, a woman wearing a flowing cloud-colored Luo skirt, holding a mist mopping the floor with a smoke veil, and a phoenix and cloud bun and eyebrows swept lightly, walked over with a tray in her hand.

The woman walked closer, put the tray on the wooden cabinet in front of the couch, picked up the porcelain bowl, took the soup spoon, gently stirred the soup in the bowl, walked towards him, and said softly, "The husband has just woken up, and the body must be a little empty. ”

Du Heng glanced at Yinyu blankly, and then looked at the woman, until she sat down on the edge of the couch and scooped up a spoonful of soup and fed it to his mouth, he was sure that the woman was really talking to him, and couldn't help asking, "Who are you?" ”

The woman smiled shyly and said, "My husband has been sleeping for three thousand years, and there are many things that I can't remember for a while, so it's better to drink this ginseng soup first and nourish my spirits!" ”

The woman's voice was gentle and soft, with a soothing taste, so that Du Heng couldn't help but follow her words and drank the bowl of ginseng soup one by one.

After the woman finished feeding the ginseng soup, she smiled at him and said, "The husband and the silver jade god monarch will talk slowly, and Yao'er will not bother." After speaking, he picked up the tray with the bowl and walked out with light steps.

Du Heng came back to his senses after the woman had been out for a long time, and his eyes turned to Yinyu in confusion and asked, "Who is that woman?" ”

"The daughter of the patriarch of the Baiyue clan in the Demon Realm, Li Zhiyao." Yinyu said lightly.

Although Yinyu made the woman's clan name clear, he still didn't know who the woman was, but Du Heng cared more about another thing than who she was, "Why did she call my husband?" ”

Yinyu looked at him calmly and said, "She is your unmarried wife!" ”

Du Heng was stunned again, and only after a long time did he murmur, "I must have not raised the origin yet!" So saying, he lay back on the couch and closed his eyes.

It's not right, it's definitely not right, there must be something wrong!

How can the Father perish? That's the Father, the Father who was born in chaos, who was born before all things, how can that Father be destroyed?

Emperor Yi and his concubine have been in the divine realm since they were children, how could they leave? How could the Emperor of Heaven disappear? Why did the Jinchen Venerable God fight with Ino and both of them died? That's impossible! Something must have gone wrong!

Especially his wife who has not passed through the door, he has never made a marriage contract, how can he come to the wife who has not passed through the door, there must be something wrong, it must be, he wants to re-examine his origin, his godhead, his sea of knowledge, there must be something wrong!

Du Heng mobilized his spiritual breath to inspect his body, inspecting inch by inch, as careful as he had never been, and he didn't even notice when Yinyu left.

I don't know how long it took for Du Heng to reopen his eyes, his origin has been restored, his divine personality is safe, and there is no mistake in knowing the sea, is Fang Zheng dreaming? He looked at the empty side of the couch and thought.

Suddenly, a burst of fragrant fragrance came to his nose, Du Heng moved his nose, sat up in confusion, and then saw the woman sitting next to the incense case in the hall, the woman embroidered her clothes like snow, the incense mist around her body, and her eyes were lowered and she was playing with the incense burner.

Du Heng looked at the woman with a confused expression and asked, "You, why are you here?" ”

Isn't it a dream?

The woman turned her head when she heard the voice, and said with a smile to Du Hengguaner, "The husband is awake, Yao'er saw that the husband was holding her breath and cultivating, and she burned the incense sandalwood to concentrate for the husband." As he spoke, he put down the incense pestle in his hand and walked over, and asked, "I don't know if the smell of this incense sandalwood can be as good as my husband wants?" ”

Du Heng glanced at the incense burner and just wanted to nod, but suddenly reacted, twisted his eyebrows and asked, "Why do you call my husband?" ”

The woman moved lightly to sit on the wooden bench in front of the couch, and looked at Du Heng with beautiful eyes, "Thousands of years ago, the husband won Yao'er's invitation in Hehegu, and Yao'er will call you husband." After speaking, the pink cheeks jumped on two splashes of red.

Du Heng stared at the woman in shock, the boss with his mouth open, and he didn't say a word.

This incident was not long for him, it happened before he was arrested, and his memory was clear, in the south of the earth, in a canyon in the middle of that strange peak, the woman who was dressed in leopard skin, braided with braids and garlands, and had a smart and arrogant personality.

But looking at the woman in front of you, wearing a cloud saro skirt, flowing autumn waves, smiling smartly, both quiet and leisurely, is this really the same person?

No, no, this is not the point, the point is how she came to Yunhuan Palace, he had clearly explained the matter at that time, why did this woman still find it?

Du Heng calmed down, sat upright, took a word, and said solemnly, "The girl misunderstood, at that time, I just couldn't bear the death of the two warriors who competed, and I didn't want to beat the girl's kiss, and I didn't intend to get married, I hope the girl will forgive me!" ”

The woman's smiling face stiffened for a moment, then lowered her eyes and said, "The husband's status is noble, Yao'er knows that she can't match it, so she shouldn't cling to it, but this marriage contract is a ...... between her father and her grandfather" The woman's shoulders trembled slightly before she finished speaking, and she looked like she wanted to cry.

"Father?" Du Heng looked at the woman in surprise, "You mean that my father made a marriage contract for me?" As soon as the words fell, without waiting for the woman to answer, he flashed out of the Yunhuan Hall and ran straight to the Father's Palace.

The woman was made for him by his father, and he did have a marriage contract, but it turned out to be true, but what about the father? Where is the Father?

Du Heng flew to the Pangu Hall like a gust of wind, only to see that the door of the originally magnificent hall was closed, and the entire hall also revealed a silent atmosphere, completely losing the appearance of the previous divine breath and clouds.

He stood in front of the temple in a daze, and he didn't need others to say more, what did the palace mean like this, he knew it, but how could it be? That's the father, how can the father be destroyed?

Du Heng turned around and went to the Wa Emperor Palace, the same hall door was closed, although it was not a dead silence, but he did not see the enchantment of the palace unfolding.

The temple has no owner, and it doesn't need the protection of the enchantment!

It's true, what Yinyu said is true, the father is gone, and the mother and the righteous emperor have also left the divine realm!

In fact, he had already sensed it, but he didn't believe it, he couldn't detect the echoing breath in his blood, whether it was when he woke up, when he mobilized his spiritual breath, or when he investigated the godhead, the echoing power disappeared without a trace as if it had never existed.

He was originally an ordinary Du Heng grass, which should have been like other herbs, growing unconsciously, unconscious and unconscious, never thought about it but got the opportunity, fortunately grew up beside Yinyu, borrowed his divine breath to enlighten the spirit, met the dragon to protect his life, and then got the pity of his father, and took the blood as the guide to the godhead.

Although he has been ostracized a lot because of this, he doesn't care at all, his father pities him, there is Yinyu to protect him, there is Qiulong to entertain him, and his mother nods him from time to time, he is very satisfied with his life, although those irrelevant gossip makes him unhappy for a while, but he doesn't really care.

But what's the matter now, he's only slept for thousands of years, how could his father have died? Why did Emperor Yi and his concubine leave? Yinyu, by the way, what about Yinyu?

Du Heng looked panicked when he thought of this, and hurriedly flew towards the Yunhuan Palace, not caring about the etiquette or not, he directly pushed open the door of the Yinyu Dormitory and walked in, only to see that the place in sight was empty.

Du Heng was stunned, and after a while, he hurriedly looked for the study again, this time he didn't even stop, and slammed the door open and rushed in, with a panicked face, facing the light brown eyes next to the bookcase.

Yinyu pinched a piece of soil in her hand, looked at him quietly and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Obviously, Yinyu's calm face and indifferent tone were no different from the past, but Du Heng felt that Yinyu was very different today, just sitting here, he could be moved to tears.

Yinyu didn't care when she saw that Du Heng didn't answer, she only lowered her head and continued to pinch the piece of soil in her hand.

After a while, Du Heng cleaned up his mood, smiled awkwardly and said, "The magic trick is out of control, and it is confiscated." Seeing that Yinyu ignored him, he sat down next to the bookcase and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Get in shape." Yinyu replied casually.

Shaping, to put it so profoundly, you just say that you are bored, pinch clay figurines to play, how crisp!

Du Heng also reached out and grabbed a handful of soil, kneaded and kneaded it, and pretended to ask casually, "Father respects him, do you have something to leave for me?" ”

Yinyu's movements in his hand paused, his eyes were stunned for a moment, and he looked sideways at Du Hengdao, "Li Zhiyao, it's the marriage contract that my father has set for you!" ”

Yinyu remembered the appearance of his father at that time, and looked at him with a look half worried and half worried, and said, "I, I can only help him get here, whether he can hide or not depends on your creation!" ”

Yinyu doesn't understand, this matter is Du Heng's business alone, why does his father put him and Du Heng on the same page? Although he still doesn't understand, he is not attached, which is the benefit of Yinyu's indifference.

Du Heng's hand stiffened and asked, "Father wants me to marry her?" ”

Yinyu rubbed the soil in his hand and replied casually, "My father has made a marriage contract for you, and that's what I mean!" ”

Du Heng clenched his hands tightly, clenched the shape of the soil into crushed mud, and after a long time, he looked up at Yinyu and asked, "What about you?" Do you think I should marry her, too? ”

Yinyu glanced at him and said lightly, "You stirred up Li Zhiyao's marriage first, this is the result!" ”

Du Heng's eyes trembled, his heart was about to suffocate, he sat motionless for a long time, and suddenly asked, "If I say that I don't like Li Zhiyao, but only like you, what should you do?" ”

Yes, he was pleased with Yinyu, and this intention was understood when he looked at Yinyu every day for two months!

Maybe he didn't find out early enough, and this feeling was actually born at the moment when he pulled out the gold cone for Yinyu and decided to accompany him in life and death.

Or maybe it was earlier, maybe it was when he insisted on staying by Yu Yuan's side, and would rather be killed by Yu Yuan's aura than leave......