"Weichen, Lu Chuzheng, the prefect of Mengzhou, has seen the prince and the princess."

After listening to Su Kebai's sour voice, and then listening to this heavenly sound, it can really be called enjoyment.

The crowd consciously dispersed a way, and Ye Ling walked over step by step with his sword.

The person in the dark cyan official uniform is also a handsome scholar, but only this person can combine elegance and arrogance to perfection.

"The rumors are true, Lord Lu is really a smart person."

changed her title so quickly and called her princess, of course.

"The princess praises falsely." Lu Chuzheng consciously straightened his waist.

Well, I also saw her incomprehension and dislike of the courtesy.

"This palace says that Lord Lu is a smart person, and Lord Lu is naturally a smart person." Ye Lingyi's self-title was also changed naturally.

It's just that most people didn't expect that a person like her would be unambiguous in an official tone.

"A smart person should have a smart person's responsibility and choice," Ye Ling turned solemn in his voice, "Then I don't know Lord Lu, can I have the intention to follow the dragon?" ”

This is a sentence that should have caused a sensation, but the people who heard it were people close to her, and who of the people near would dare to riot under her nose in this situation?

Lu Zhifu lowered his eyes expressionlessly, and the pride that was visible to the world around him was hidden in an instant, so that only elegance remained.

He leaned over, pushed his hand, and shook it to the end: "Please prince, move the mansion to rest for a while." ”

Ye Lingyi hooked her lips slightly, this person really deserves her praise.

Ask him, not her, what it means to be 'from the dragon', it seems that he clearly understands.

"Lord Laulu leads the way." The speaker's gaze was always on the strand of hair between his fingers, but this casual and faint sentence did not have any sense of majesty at all, but it easily made all those who heard it lose their minds.

This voice can only be described by the word 'natural sound'.

Lu Chuzheng was the first to come to his senses and turn around to lead the way, and Ye Lingyi paused and then followed up.

The crowd dispersed and then merged, and more people heard the very regular dingdong sound of the ink jade flute in her hand colliding with the ring pendant on his body.

The murmuring sound gradually faded away, the white clothes and black shadows gradually blurred, and many people looked at each other, and what they wanted to say was stuck in their throats.

I only know that the sky is really going to change.

******

Mengzhou Mansion Yahou Yahou East Chamber.

"I've got something to do, let's go."

"Hmm." Feng Xiyuan leaned lazily on the couch, without any image.

"Late in the evening."

"Hmm." This time I didn't even bother to make a sound.

Ye Lingyi opened her mouth and wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Feng Xiyuan.

"Madam," the beauty knelt on the couch, half-squinted and bent over her ear, and by the way, stole a sip of incense.

Ye Ling stood up with a 'rub'.

Feng Xiyuan chuckled, crooked back into the couch like no bones, and said with a joke: "You have set up three seventh-order formations in the courtyard, and you have spread five forbidden spells around me. ”

“…… So, "Ye Lingyi's ears haven't returned to their original color, and she looks a little dumbfounded."

"So," Feng Xiyuan tugged at a soft pillow and stuffed it into her arms, the helplessness in her smile couldn't be more, "Madame doesn't have to worry anymore!" ”

Ye Lingyi subconsciously hugged the pillow, subconsciously threw it into the illusion, retreated to the door in a daze, and when he almost tripped over the threshold, he turned around in embarrassment by holding on to the door frame, and conveniently placed another eighth-order forbidden spell on the door.

So the momentary tension in Feng Xiyuan's eyes instantly turned into a deeper helplessness, watching her summon Ye Bing as if she had lost her soul with red ears, and smiled and fell asleep unguarded on the couch.

He hadn't closed his eyes for days.

******

High in the sky, Ye Bing flapped his wings and headed all the way east.

On its back, the murderous aura that no longer needs to be pressed has boiled to the peak!

At this time, Ye Lingyi, how can there be the pitiful stupidity and shame in front of Feng Xiyuan!

Ye Lingyi's expression was very light, probably only Garfield, who had been following Ye Lingyi, knew what it meant that her voice was not only soft, but also her expression was light.

To the east of Mengzhou is Suzhou, and the largest sect in Suzhou is the Kunhuang Sect.

Jinyang City to Kunhuang Sect, one afternoon, is enough.

Ye Lingyi held his hand behind his back, holding not Twilight, but a long sword.

The sword is unsheathed, and strands of hair are tied to the hilt.

The name of the sword is blue, it is, the sword of Feng Xiyuan.

She still didn't plan to use anything else, she just wanted to use this body to kill people, and only use the ordinary swordsmanship that she had only learned for a few days.

There is a debtor who is wronged, and it is said that it should not affect others, but today,

She wants to slaughter all the Kunhuang Sect and leave no one behind!

******

When the sun sets, the east chamber of the Yahou of Mengzhou Mansion has a new sense of beauty.

The cold pain interrupted Ye Lingyi's deep thoughts.

She turned her head and saw Feng Xiyuan sitting up with sleepy eyes and straightening her slightly messy clothes.

"Awake?" He slept so deep that he didn't even notice when she came back.

"Madame is back?" Feng Xiyuan smiled elegantly and lazily, with her eyebrows and eyes.

Well, she asked him an obvious question, and he replied to her.

"Hmm." Even overnight, Lingyi still responded, a rare gentleness.

The room was brightly lit, but Ye Lingyi's face was hidden in the shadow of the hair thread, and it was not real.

Feng Xiyuan looked at it and chuckled for no reason.

Ye Lingyi had long been used to him watching her laugh from time to time, and he didn't care at all.

She held on to a sunspot and knocked on the sandalwood table on the couch, and on the table, a chessboard was placed.

"Interested?"

She had never asked him if she wanted to, though it was a little too late to ask.

She desperately picked things up and pointed at Chaohua Palace, afraid that she would have messed up all his plans.

Still, she had to ask, she wanted to know what he thought.

In the lights that were clearly extinguished, Feng Xiyuan's face began to be unclear, but that loud laugh was extremely pleasant, and his mood was also extremely joyful.

He landed on the chaise longue, and the hem of his clothes slipped down before him, revealing the elegance of the place and the gentleness of a lifetime.

"Madame, do you know what 'husband and wife' are?" He walked step by step, took off the chess pieces between her fingers with a smile in his eyes, the black shadow flowed through, fell back to the chess box, and the jade voice was gentle, "In this life, I will never be against my wife, play chess, the same." ”

His hand was held in the palm of his hand, and it was as hot as fire.

And her, together, forever?

In her stunned interval, Feng Xiyuan sat down behind her, stretched out her hand from behind her waist, and in one fell swoop, she picked up her belt!

Ye Lingyi woke up suddenly, and when Fang wanted to hide, the shirt on his shoulders had already been misplaced to his waist.

The doors and windows were clearly closed, but I don't know where the wind came from, blowing the lights on the case scattered and shaking, and the scattered candle flames reflected the light of the flames from the pair of dark ink pupils.

Red streams, undercurrents.

Ye Ling's action to stand up suddenly stopped, and the whole person stiffened for a moment.

The voice of the person behind him was still gentle, and his movements were softer than his voice, and he ruffled her hair, and threw the dismantled butterfly knife onto the chessboard with a few "dang chang" sounds.

"Madame, why bother to hide it, the belt is so tightly tied, but it doesn't hurt?"

With the gods and demons in the world, listening to this endless tenderness and forbearance with distressed affection, what can be done to prevent the heart from softening for a moment?

"I've been drugged, and I'm frozen, so it's out of the way." Ye Lingyi didn't even notice that the last four words in her words were for explanation and comfort, but there was no practicality, which was inconsistent with her habit of talking.

She fought an entire sect by herself, she didn't use soul power, and she was not a god, so it was impossible to be perfect.

So she deliberately changed her clothes when she went, and only changed back into this sacrificial dress when she came back, but why, he could still see it?

Feng Xiyuan was busy taking the medicine in his hand, staring at the narrow knife marks that hurt his internal organs, but his eyes were as deep as a black hole.

From this angle, it will only be a sneak attack.

Although her IQ plummeted in the face of Feng Xiyuan, she even noticed it overnight, but her powerful instinctive perception still captured his emotions.

"Everyone is killed, don't think about it." Ye Lingyi's voice was a little cramped, she was not good at explaining and comforting, so she was naturally a little anxious.

Feng Xiyuan didn't answer, but kept moving.

His hand brushed the back of her waist, and every inch of her skin was a burst of fire, and in a few moments, Ye Lingyi was burned to her senses.

When she stopped talking, the room fell silent.

Occasionally, the lights and candles "crackled", and I really don't know what a happy event it indicated.