Zhong Ling'er looked angrily at Nangong Ye, who was fixed by himself and pressed into the bathtub, and kept scolding himself for being ugly.

His fists were clenched, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he had already endured to the limit.

With a wave of his little hand, the blue light flashed, and in an instant, all the water in Nangong Ye's bath bucket clicked and clattered into ice cubes.

Including Nangong Ye, the whole was also turned into ice cubes.

"You call me ugly, huh." Zhong Linger got dressed and left.

When passing by the door, the guards for Lan Yu and the others lifted the immobilization spell, and then walked away.

Lan Yu and the others immediately rushed into the house, and saw that Nangong Ye had become an ice sculpture, and the water in the entire bath bucket was all frozen, and their faces turned pale with fright.

"Young Master...... The young master ......" Lan Yu stepped forward and pushed Nangong Ye's body, and the ice that his hand touched was cold and biting.

Good guy, Miss Ling'er is really playing this time, this ice cube is real, so will their young master be frozen to death.

After several guards glanced at each other, they hurried to Nangong Yihan's room.

They can't solve this spell, so they have to report it to the big master quickly.

Nangong Yihan had nothing to do at night, and after pranayama meditation, he was playing chess with Master Feng Chen.

Lan Yu was too anxious, and he didn't care about the etiquette, so he rushed in, "Emperor Qiqi, something is wrong." ”

Nangong Yihan's brows furrowed, he raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said slowly: "Lan Yu, didn't you see that I was playing chess with the immortal master?" If such a rude person of yours intrudes, if there is no major matter, the deity will condemn you. ”

Lan Yu knelt down on one knee, clasped his hands into fists, and said: "Emperor Qiyu, the young master is ......."

He was about to blurt out, but he hesitantly glanced at Master Sealing.

"Young master, what's wrong with him? If you have something, just say, don't ramble. Nangong Yihan's face was a little displeased.

"Emperor Qi, young master, he was frozen into ice by Ling'er girl."

Bang!

Master Feng Dust got up suddenly, his sharp eyes looked at the door, and he pinched his fingers and counted, Zhong Ling'er knew all the tricks he had done.

Suddenly, the whole person was not good, and he quickly got up and went to Nangong Ye's room.

Nangong Yihan and a cadre of guards and others also followed him.

The dust sealing master shook the dust from side to side when he entered the door, and Nangong Ye, who was frozen in the bath bucket, and the water in the bucket began to slowly melt.

It's just that Nangong Ye was already in a coma at this time.

"Night?" Nangong Yihan was shocked, and he picked up Nangong Ye, put it on his bed, and covered it with a quilt.

Nangong Ye's face was pale with cyan in it, and he looked like a dead person, which also made Nangong Yihan's heart hurt fiercely.

Although he is the emperor of the Beicang Continent, he only has Tang Yu Xiangyun as a woman, and he only has a pair of children, Nangong Ye and Nangong Feixiao.

His throne will be passed on to Nangong Ye in the future, and he can't lose this son no matter what.

"Immortal Master, how is he at night?" Nangong Yihan got up, gave up his position, and asked the dust sealing master to check on the situation of Nangong Ye.

Master Feng Chen took out a porcelain bottle from his wide sleeve, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into Nangong Ye's mouth, "Emperor Zun, rest assured, the young master is fine, it's just that he has suffered some cold air, and it's okay to expel it." ”

In a word, if the reassuring pill is the same, Nangong Yihan's hanging heart will settle down.