The funeral of the Wind Twelve was beautiful, and the royal family really came on the third day.

"The head of the family, the third prince is here!" Feng Yi, the old housekeeper in the house, walked up to the Feng family master to report it.

"Hurry up and greet it!" When the Feng family master heard that the third prince was coming in person, he hurriedly took a few elders to greet him.

When the third prince entered the spirit shed, the children of Feng Xiaoyou and other nephews and nieces were surrounding the crystal coffin to say their final goodbyes to Feng Twelve, and when they saw him come in, everyone hurriedly gave up their places.

The third prince approached the crystal coffin, looked down at Feng Twelve who had his eyes closed in the crystal coffin for a long time, and then placed a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in his hand on her side.

"Wanying, we have fate in this life, if there is an afterlife, let's continue the fate! In this life, I will not marry again, you will always be my princess and concubine. The deep voice of the third prince came out slowly, touching the hearts of those present. Even Feng Xiaoyou couldn't help but look up at him, she was a little curious about the feelings of the three princes towards Feng Twelve, if there was love! Why don't you marry her home early, if you say ruthless! He also made a promise not to marry for the rest of his life.

The third prince personally sent Feng Twelve to the Feng family's cemetery, and did not return to the palace until the end of Feng Twelve's burial. After returning to the courtyard, Feng Xiaoyou greeted Feng Songtao, saying that he was going to retreat, so he went back to the bedroom, took off his white clothes, and changed into a black night suit. Sitting on the couch and cultivating, waiting for Ye Junyi to arrive.

In the dead of night, the bright moon hung high, and Ye Junyi was dressed in black and pushed open the door of Feng Xiaoyou's room. When Feng Xiaoyou heard the voice, he immediately ended his cultivation, got up from the couch, and asked in a low voice:

"Are you leaving?"

"Hmm!" Yejun looked at Feng Xiaoyou without a trace and nodded slightly.

"I'll bolt the door, let's go through the window, shall we?" Although she had already told Feng Songtao that she was going to retreat, she was still worried that someone would break in, and she thought it would be better to latch the door.

"Yes!" Ye Junyi said in a deep voice, his voice was still so low and magnetic.

Seeing Feng Xiaoyou bolt the door, Ye Junyi stepped forward, took her hand, and before she could react, he flew out of the window with her, and then let go of her hand and turned around to close the window for her.

"Go over there, I'll carry you!" Ye Junyi pointed to the wall not far away, and then crouched down.

"Thank you!" Feng Xiaoyou thanked her softly, and then unceremoniously attached it, although she also has the cultivation of the fifth level of Qi Cultivation, and she can use exercises such as the Wind Trick to increase speed, but it is a little difficult to get out of such a high wall, and there is also an enchantment around the wall of the Feng family, and it is absolutely impossible for a little monk like her to get out of the wall.

Ye Junyi carried the wind Xiaoyou straight to the city gate, and soon left the White Jade City, and then put her down, took out a willow leaf-shaped magic weapon from the storage ring, and threw it into the air casually, the willow leaf magic weapon grew up with the wind, and soon turned into a small boat, stopping in front of the two.

"Let's go up!" Ye Junyi looked at Feng Xiaoyou and said in a deep voice.

"Hmm!" Feng Xiaoyu flew into the boat, found a position on the side, and sat down cross-legged.

Soon three days passed, and the boat did not stop flying in the past three days, Feng Xiaoyou was not a person of many words, and he couldn't find a topic in the face of Ye Junyi, who had a serious face, so he chose to practice cross-legged. Ye Junyi on the other side didn't mean to talk to her, holding a book in his hand, leaning to the side, and looking at it casually.

The boat flew for another day, and finally slowly descended in the evening, stopping outside a city.