Yan Chimu is not the national teacher of their Guanglan country, but the Li country, the Suluo country, the common national teacher of their three countries, who can guarantee that Yan Chimu's heart will not be towards their Guanglan country.

"The national teacher has to think clearly, if my son has any three longs and two shorts, can the national teacher get out of here, don't blame me for being unkind!"

Emperor Zhuhuang threatened coldly, a pair of cloudy eyes stared at Yan Chimu coldly, and he didn't know when he took out a cold blade with a cold light in the palm of his rough crane skin.

Yan Chimu smiled coldly, looked at Emperor Huanghuang coldly, and finally spit out two words after a while.

"Looking forward to it!"

Emperor Zhuan Huang was so separated by these two words that he couldn't speak, and if Yan Chimu really wanted to do something, they really couldn't control it.

Feng Lingluo doesn't pay attention to their affairs, she only pays attention to herself.

She could have escaped, but the reason why she didn't run away was because he felt that there was something wrong with Ye Shenyang.

Feng Jingshu her mother had already died how to give people Gu, and it was precisely because of this kind of Gu that she would be even more suspicious.

"Miss Fengsan, what suspicions do you have, could it be that someone framed you?" Ye An Jiu raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Lingluo in confusion.

Feng Ling's eyes lit up, and she smiled at Ye Anjiu.

"Harming me is not the goal, harming the Seven Princes is the ultimate goal."

"The Seven Princes were crowned by the national teacher with a good name that can change the fortune of Guanglan Country, who is not jealous?" Feng Lingluo sneered and asked.

Whoever flies from a country boy to a branch and becomes a lucky star in everyone's mouth, who is not jealous?

Feng Lingluo didn't say it clearly, but reminded Emperor Zhuan Huang very tactfully.

If you don't guess wrong, the person who caused the night is very likely to be the concubine of Emperor Zhuanhuang.

"National teacher, I don't know if the national teacher can do the little girl a favor!" Feng Lingluo looked at Yan Chimu, she always felt that Yan Chimu was a good talker.

"Why does the third lady think that the deity will help you," Yan Chimu said lightly.

"My intuition believes that if the National Teacher didn't want to help me, he would have reported me on my way to come, how could he stop the guards just now?"

"Jiu'er knows a word, it's called catching turtles in the urn, third miss, do you think that's the truth?" Ye An Jiu poked his head out and said cowardly.

Feng Lingluo rolled her eyes wildly in her heart, you are a turtle, your whole family is a turtle.

Feng Lingluo didn't answer Ye Anjiu's words, and just as he wanted to say something again, Yan Chimu continued.

"I wonder what the third lady needs to do?"

"It's nothing, I just need the National Teacher to lend me a little spiritual power!" Feng Lingluo squinted her eyes, and her index finger and thumb made a movement the size of a bean.

"Good!" Yan Chimu reacted, stretched out his palm, and a ball of light appeared in the fluorescent palm of his palm.

Feng Lingluo took the ball of light, and absorbed the spiritual power with a single grip of his palm.

That mass of spiritual power was very little, less than one percent, and it was enough to maintain her with a small spell.

Feng Lingluo placed Ye Shen Yang on the futon, and poked a hole in the roof of the house, just as the sunlight also shone down from above, wrapping Ye Shen Yang's whole person in the sun.

Then, Feng Lingluo pulled out a hairpin from his head and gently pricked it at the Ye Shen Yin Hall.

In the end, Feng Lingluo cut his wrist, borrowed a knife from the guards around him, and cut out small meatballs the size of rice grains in the palm of his hand.

This series of actions made everyone dare not speak, even the top Qianjia did not dare to speak, and Ye An Jiu also squinted his eyes and looked at her curiously.