Ye Ling followed a path and went straight into his yard, and his own formation stopped Xia Sixuan, who was also following the steps behind him.

A low and long whistle sounded, and a black shadow swept from the willow tree in the courtyard, and Ye Lingyi took the scroll presented by the person who came, and helped the person up, but his footsteps did not stop.

"How's the cabinet doing?"

"Back to the master, everything is normal."

Mu Qing, who is resident in Liu Shaotou, is indeed back, but this thin black-clothed man with broken hair and eyes is not him, but one of the current principals of Tianji Pavilion, the former number one assassin in the mainland: Qing Luo.

Willing or not, since the result is that Tianji Pavilion is in her hands, it must be placed under her control, Qing Luo, who is her person.

"Got it, it's an eventful time now, and the cabinet is ......"

After three seconds, Qing Luo glanced up at the main hall while walking, stopped his steps, bowed slightly, and retreated silently.

Ye Lingyi stopped just right, one foot outside the door and one foot inside the door, so he also learned Jian Jiyang, leaned on the door frame, hugged his chest, and "listened" to the play.

It seems that Ruoshui's judgment is right, and he came up after just entering the door, especially Feng Xiyuan really let people in.

is still the same sentence, it is difficult to make the little aunt of the Wen family jealous; But I want her to be expressionless and unpleasant, simple.

For example, now, she is also a beauty, why, she received nine collapsed and speechless people who were infested with Qi, but he was a person's chuckle and soft words!

The beauty sitting opposite Feng Xiyuan in the hall is surnamed Su, Su Youyin.

The smile that was just right was still habitually hanging on the corner of her mouth, Su You could handle any type of woman because of her confidence, but in fact, she couldn't even understand what kind of temperament this future queen was, so everything else was nonsense.

It's not that I didn't take the risk of investigating it in detail, but just those innocuous superficial information are really not enough to judge anything.

Now that she gets up and leaves, will there be a corpse at the door?

If you don't leave, it should be even more inappropriate, right?

If you want to say that Su Youyin is a first-class smart person, Feng Xiyuan rushed over as soon as she entered the door, and the most passable thing was to welcome her attentively.

And she is still a fiancé, and her heart is really unreasonable.

Su Youyin sat still and shook her head in her heart, took a deep breath, got up and leaned over to her own majesty who completely ignored her: "Your Majesty forgives your sins, the courtiers have something to do with their private affairs, so they will retire first." ”

His Majesty Yao Yue naturally didn't say anything, and he didn't bother to have one in his eyes, but the person who had always understood the Sacred Heart decisively chose to retreat by himself.

The fragrance of violets wafted faintly, and Ye Lingyi also didn't give any reaction.

She has always admired and respected the beauty who has a first-class temperament, first-class ability, and has no personal grudges with her.

What's more, the one who annoyed her was just the one over there all along.

The breath of the formation fluctuation came, and Ye Lingyi decisively withdrew one leg in the threshold, silent.

"Madame, like this, but vinegar?" The man in the crooked wheelchair laughed harmlessly.

Ye Lingyi froze with him for a while, said to himself that he was bored, left a sentence of "dreaming", and flashed into the illusion.

She is bored and nervous to hang out with him here, with this kung fu, it is better to guard the Dan furnace and practice forbidden techniques for a while.

Feng Xiyuan, who was left behind, lowered his head and touched his nose, and beckoned Mu Qing, who had not had time to rest, with a straight expression.

*

At noon, Ye Lingyi habitually stepped on the meal and ordered the phantom Xuan to reach Feng Xiyuan's dinner table, and calmly listened to the person opposite the gentle and elegant: "I have thought about it carefully for my husband, and now there are many things in Beijing, and Mrs. must be lazy in the house, in order to prevent boredom from being too much, it is good to leave these funny things." “

That is to say, he turned a blind eye to her plan to come to him as a shield, and planned to take a wait-and-see attitude to see her fight the demons alone?

Ye Lingyi was silent for half a cup of tea, never gave him a word, weighed it several times, and gave the best response she felt: the chopsticks were patted, the hem of the clothes was flicked, and she dodged and returned to the illusion.

She hasn't eaten the food cooked by Xishui for a long time, but she is a hundred times stronger than the chef in the palace, and she misses it so much!

*

Another afternoon of formations, forbidden spells, pills, and pastimes Garfield was over, until Shen Zheng was about to pass, delaying until the last second before the demon attacked, and Ye Lingyi came out of the illusion unhurriedly.

Even if she is really angry, she is not willing to let him suffer in vain, not to mention that it is worth being angry with him for this little triviality, at most, it is because he is too idle and wants to see her lively will expressed too strongly, and is a little unhappy.

"Madame, hard work."

received such a sentence head-on, Ye Lingyi really couldn't pick it up for a while, and it was hard to get tired of him?

She pushed her wheelchair out of the door a little speechlessly, and aimlessly shook towards the no-man's land of the palace, but mentioned another sentence: "Tell me the reason." ”

"What do you mean, ma'am? Didn't you already say it before the noon? Feng Xiyuan narrowed her eyes slightly.

Ye Ling stopped the car, took a step, turned around, and pressed the handrail.

Feng Xiyuan was oppressively encircled in her arms, and her smile became more relaxed, and she dragged out the last note: "What, Madam doesn't believe me?" ”

She stared at the serious, and he replied with a flirtatious response.

Ye Ling seemed to have finally been annoyed by his reaction, straightened up, said coldly, and said: "It's okay, why be afraid that I'm bored, I'll go to Yincheng, Luo Jiu Fang is a demon, and the cultivation is less to say for a month, your ability, with what is difficult for him, is enough to solve it with his own ability, and then I will come back, kill two birds with one stone, and save each other's worries." ”

The wind rises, and the sound falls.

"Madame!" Feng Xiyuan called urgently, got up and pulled the person back into his arms, and with a wave of his sleeve, the person and the wheelchair disappeared at the same time, and when he reappeared, it was the top of the imperial city.

The evening breeze was blowing, relieving the light heat of early summer, and the red-clothed emperor brought a girl dressed in a national teacher's sacrificial robe, standing quietly on the top of the mountain, and when he didn't say or do anything, he had already taught everything around him to surrender and be quiet.

His eyes fell on the lights of thousands of homes that were gradually lit up, and his half-cool and half-low voice was like a heavenly sound: "Madam, do you know how much dirt has been accumulated under this prosperity, the struggle for imperial power, partisanship, fratricide, fathers and sons, assassinations, poisoning, and framing of blame, women and children can also be calculated and calculated, and none of them are clean in this whirlpool, and innocent lives are the most worthless things." ”

He knew that his wife had never been and would never be angry with him, but even if he knew that he was pretending to lie to him, he was very useless and couldn't bear it.

"I know you don't care." Feng Xiyuan Wen Sheng broke Ye Lingyi's intention to speak, "My wife, the most amazing woman in the world, has a strong heart and is not afraid of life and death. ”

He finished speaking seriously word by word, and turned his head to look at Ye Lingyi: "It's just, madam, do you remember that not too long ago, you said that you wanted me to be clean?" “

With this sentence, Ye Lingyi already understood him completely, but she had to nod her head at this question.

Feng Xiyuan smiled with satisfaction: "That lady is now, can you still have this wish?" ”

"Yes." This time, Ye Lingyi put down the others, and answered quickly and solemnly.

"So I don't want you to see me." Feng Xiyuan looked at the imperial city again, and in his eyes, he was as calm as the sea and as deep as a star.

This overly pretentious person makes a clear distinction between her different names, he says "you" and "me", which is nine points of solemnity.

So what else could she do, Ye Lingyi followed his gaze and looked out, and there was no landing.

He has 10,000 ways to let her stay in the palace in the next few days without any suspicion, the reason why he wants to lead her so carefully to find out everything step by step, is not, he doesn't want to hide it from her, he doesn't want to do anything.

She can't bear the painstaking effort of this blatant and deliberate tearing open to her, no matter what.

"These beautiful ladies are not fuel-efficient lamps, aren't you afraid that I will be in a hurry to kill a pair of two pairs one day?"

"Madame is accustomed to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade."

"But now the one who can call me 'Xiangyu' is the only one who cares about His Royal Highness." Ye Ling turned one foot in front of him and stuck on the cliff side stone, spread out his hands and said lightly, and then bent down and hugged the unprepared person into his arms.

She didn't believe he dared to break free, unless he wanted to see her roll off the top of the mountain.

"You want me to agree," Ye Ling walked down the mountain in his clothes, and his clear voice swirled in the night for a long time, "Yes, if you can bribe with your beauty, you will be killed immediately, and you will give it with both hands!" ”

Although the Absolute Doctor accepted the fact that he would not do anything before the age of eighteen, the verbal habits that he had cultivated in the first push to tackle the fortifications were still retained, and occasionally, he could have fun.