"Back to the master, the slave and maid don't know, but His Royal Highness has explained to the slaves and maids, and they must not disturb the master's rest." The green-clothed maid bowed her head slightly and replied, her heart suddenly jumped, and a trace of fear crossed her eyes.

Ye Ling's fleshy cheeks were a little helpless, since the last time she came to the Night King's Mansion, she found that these subordinates of the Night King's Mansion, they were silent one by one in front of the Night Shenyuan, and they didn't even dare to come out, trembling, just like seeing the King of Yama.

She wondered, although Shen Yuan was a little more unruly, ruffian and rogue, why was he so afraid of him?

Puzzled, Ye Ling waved his little fat hand, and said in a milky voice: "Okay, you go down, I'll walk by myself." ”

When the maid heard this, her feet trembled suddenly, and she immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Master, master, the slave and maid can't be the master in this matter, what if something happens to you...... Please, please spare the slaves......"

Ye Ling tugged at the corners of his mouth, with an indescribable look on his chubby face.

But the maid who was kneeling on the ground begged for mercy one by one, begging Ye Ling to let her go.

"Master."

At this moment, a kind and kind voice came.

Ye Ling raised her head and saw Steward Zhao coming over, and the kind smile on her face made her goosebumps fall all over her body.

"Steward Zhao." Ye Ling called sweetly.

"Master, where are you going?" Steward Zhao continued to speak kindly, and motioned for the maid to stand down by the way.

As soon as Ye Ling heard this, she was happy, but she was afraid that if she was going out now, people would only ask her where to play.

Speaking of which, it seems like she hasn't seen Fengyi in a long time? Isn't Fengyi Shen Abyss's personal guard? Why didn't she sense it now?

Thinking of this, a trace of dark light crossed Ye Ling's eyes, and when he raised his little head again, his round little face was crooked, and he said softly: "Steward Zhao, I heard that Brother Ye usually has a personal guard next to him, calling Feng Yi, last time I went out with Sister Ye Ling and Brother Ye, Feng Yi was there, why don't you see him now?" ”

Steward Zhao looked at the little girl in red in front of her, she was born delicately and picturesquely, and the jade snow was carved as cute and petite, and she coaxed kindly: "Master, the wind is probably going out to run errands, why don't you take the old slave to the garden of the Night King's Mansion for a walk?" ”

The corners of Ye Ling's mouth were slightly undetectable, Steward Zhao's deception was not at home, ......, his eyes flickered, and he was clear...... Are you lying to her, just because she's a kid now, or is it a ...... What happened?

Ye Ling walked in front of Steward Zhao with his little short legs, raised his little head, and pulled his sleeve again, the immature and round little fleshy face was indeed like a bulging meat bun: "Steward Zhao, don't think I'm a child and coax me, now, Brother Night hasn't gone far away, and I haven't seen Brother Night tell Feng Yi to go out to do errands, as Brother Ye's personal guard, Feng Yi will not leave his post without permission, he must be in the Night King's Mansion at this moment, if Steward Zhao doesn't take me there, then I'll look for it myself." ”

Steward Zhao looked at Ye Ling with some embarrassment, this girl is worthy of being the princess's own sister, this thinking ability is definitely countless times stronger than that of ordinary children, but His Royal Highness has never given an order, even he does not dare to disobey the order easily, and the wind is not good, so the princess is in such a dangerous situation, how can others say half a word?

Ye Lingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, observing Steward Zhao's expression, the only thing that could make Steward Zhao so embarrassed was the night sinking abyss, she had a bottom in her heart, and she was afraid of the wind...... Did you let a certain master punish him?

Ye Ling tugged at Steward Zhao's sleeve again, like a sticky little ball, bent his lips and smiled, and said in a soft voice: "Steward Zhao, what are you thinking about?" My sister said that the person who knows the times is Junjie, if you don't take me to Fengyi, I will tell Brother Ye, you bully me and let him spank you. ”

Children are good, children are innocent and cute, how can they know that they will dig holes for adults......

Hearing this, Steward Zhao's old face was wrinkled together, are the children now so difficult to coax? He told Xiao Tuanzi about Fengyi, His Royal Highness will punish him, but if he doesn't say it, if he really lets this little glutinous rice dumpling sue him, according to His Highness's attitude, maybe he will still be beaten...... That's it...... I can't walk left and right, so let's take the little girl with me, after all, the Night King's Mansion has never had such a cute little girl, and he still can't bear to disappoint her.

"Master, let's come with the old slave to ......" Steward Zhao was helpless, but still led the way in front.

Bypassing the main courtyard of the Night King's Mansion and the various cross-courtyards, Steward Zhao took her to the back mountain, where there were several quiet courtyards standing quietly between the mid-mountain rings, quiet and quiet, almost integrated with the mountain.

There is a thin morning mist in the morning light, and the grass under your feet is soft and comfortable. The embroidered shoes stepped on the grass, stained with a few drops of crystal dew, and the dew playfully clinged to her instep, cool and cool.

Ye Ling raised his eyebrows in surprise, the mountain behind the Night King's Mansion? Could it be ......

She followed behind Steward Zhao with her little fat legs, a little staggering, and Steward Zhao also walked slowly, looking back at her from time to time, for fear that she would not be able to walk steadily and fall. 12

If this falls, His Highness will have to pick his skin!

Until the two of them appeared at the stable and stopped a hundred meters away.

"Master, the Wind Guards are here." Steward Zhao sighed.

Ye Ling looked at Feng Yi in the stable, the man who had always been unsmiling, dressed in black and soaked with blood, and the blood-colored jade beads with broken threads slipped down the wound, clicked, and dripped to the ground and turned into a gorgeous blood-red flower. One drop, two drops. As Feng Yi moved and cleaned the stable, the blood-colored jade beads turned into a stream of blood that slid down his arm to his palm, which was shocking.

Steward Zhao looked at the stunned little girl in front of him, and said softly: "Master, can the old slave take you to the front hall?" The old slave made people prepare snacks to eat. ”

"Steward Zhao, you step down first, I want to chat with the wind." is a little girl carved in pink, but now she is smiling, I don't know how attractive it is.

"Master......" Steward Zhao was a little embarrassed.

"Stand down." Ye Ling's milk voice was soft and round, but the delicate little girl had an indescribable feeling. It actually gave him the same feeling that His Royal Highness was here and respected the peerless.

After thinking about it, this little girl probably thinks that the wind guards are pitiful and just wants to chat, but it doesn't hurt.

"The old slave retired." Steward Zhao saluted slightly and turned to leave.

Ye Ling's little chubby legs walked towards Fengyi step by step, there was a golden lotus flower flashing between the floating red skirts, and the end was dazzling, her eyes were shining, her eyebrows were lightly raised, and her pink and tender red lips were lightly opened: "Fengyi." ”

Hearing this, Feng Yi turned his head and saw Ye Ling, and bowed respectfully: "Princess." ”

"Feng Yi, I don't usually be so careless, I walked behind you and you haven't noticed it, your cultivation is ......" Ye Ling's tone was lazy and soft, but it was not difficult to hear what she meant.

"It's okay to be subordinate." Feng Yi still kept his head down and replied.

"Okay?" The corners of Ye Ling's mouth had an arc that seemed to be smiling: "Three ribs were broken, whipped, cultivated to a step backwards and sealed, cleaning the stables here, I don't think I'm blind yet." Obviously she still looks like a child, but Ye Ling, who is dressed in red, can completely make people feel her flamboyant and evil, and the cold breath between her eyebrows should not be taken lightly.

Feng Yi was silent, and spoke out for a while: "The subordinates are not in a good position, and they should be disposed of." ”

"What kind of business are you doing? What kind of disadvantage is it? If it's because of me, you don't have to, your grandfather, I'll make it clear. Ye Ling's round little face, with three points of evil charm and seven points of laziness in his tone, raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Yi.

The little red-clothed figure stood in place, a little fat hand stretched out, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura continued to gather towards Ye Ling's hand like a whirlwind, bringing up a colorful galaxy!

"Princess!" The wind's expression changed.

In the vast back mountain, Ye Ling's hand quickly changed thirty-six handprints, faintly carrying the power of breaking the seal, and the powerful power of unsealing circulated on the surface of the whole body!

"Broken!" With the voice of a milky little girl, a touch of ink-colored totem suddenly appeared on Feng Yi's body, and the totem's spiritual power flowed, but it was torn apart in the next moment! The seal is lifted! Spiritual power restored!

At the same time, a pure spiritual power appeared in Ye Ling's hand, and thirteen golden needles fell on Feng Yi's body with thirteen spiritual powers, and the thirteen needles of the ghost gate appeared again.

A stick of incense in the world, Ye Ling flicked his hand, and the golden needle returned to its place.

Feng Yi looked serious, and instantly knelt down on one knee and saluted: "There is Princess Lao, but Feng Yi is guilty, and he will ask the master for punishment." ”

"What? Your grandfather's words count, but my words don't count? Ye Ling chuckled, his eyes were shallow.

"The subordinates don't dare."

"That's it, when Shen Yuan comes back, I will explain what I have to say." After the words fell, Ye Ling, who was dressed in red, continued to walk on his short legs and walked towards the front yard with a sigh.