In the Night Moon Palace, the door was slammed shut.

Phantom Night pressed Long Ziyue against the door panel, holding the other party's face and hurriedly explained: "Yue, those beautiful women were sent by various forces, and the deity has never touched them."

Long Ziyue raised her lips, her beautiful eyes looked at Phantom Night coldly, "Naturally, the mind of the night has always been on Qin Xiayue, how can she be emotional about those beauties if she can't untie her clothes and accompany her day and night?"

"Moon, the deity doesn't" Phantom Night was a little aggrieved, how could he have accompanied Qin Xiayue day and night?

"Qin Xiayue returned to the Holy Palace for five days, and was awakened by nightmares every night, and stayed by his side for five days? With such affection, it's no wonder that the entire Holy Palace regards Qin Xiayue as a holy concubine."

"Xia Yue is not a holy concubine" Phantom Ye frowned, "She is just the concubine of the Holy Fallen King, and the deity only regards her as a righteous sister, and she has never crossed the line by half a point"

"The Holy Fallen King?" Long Ziyue smiled coldly, "But the present life of the night is the Holy Tilt King"

"The ...... of the deity"

"Night, have you ever doubted Qin Xiayue's identity?" Long Ziyue said suddenly

Phantom Night twisted her eyebrows, slightly puzzled, "What does Yue want to say?" ”

"Qin Xiayue's identity, how did Ye know? The rebirth of the night soul should forget this life, why do you remember that Qin Xiayue is your princess? ”

"The memory of this life, the deity has not completely forgotten, only vaguely remembers that the princess's name has the word 'month', Xia Yue is very similar to the person in the memory of the deity, and lives in the palace of the Holy Tilt King, besides, Linglong also confirmed to the deity that Xia Yue is the princess of the Holy Tilt"

"Linglong?" Long Ziyue raised her eyebrows, and her beautiful eyes crossed the cold light.

She knew that things were not simple, and it turned out that Linglong was meddling.

"Month?" Seeing that Long Ziyue's expression was not good, Phantom Night wrinkled her eyebrows worriedly, and reached out to hug Long Ziyue into her arms, but was coldly brushed away.

"Moon ......" Phantom Night's expression was a little hurt, Long Ziyue pursed her lips and said nothing, only twisted her eyebrows and stared at Phantom Night's cheeks, and touched it hard where Qin Xiayue's lips had rubbed.

Phantom Night smiled, pinched Long Ziyue's cheek dotingly, and said, "The deity has avoided it."

Long Ziyue snorted, swept over Phantom Night's body again, and then raised her hand violently, tearing her coat apart under Phantom Night's surprised gaze.

Thorny, the best splendid cloud robe was torn in half in Long Ziyue's hands, and the sound of the placket cracking was particularly harsh in the quiet air.

Phantom Night raised her eyebrows, but instead of stopping Long Ziyue's atrocities, she opened her arms to facilitate the other party's attack, and her phoenix eyes looked at Long Ziyue with interest, "Is Yue going to untie the deity's wide clothes?" ”

Long Ziyue snorted and said awkwardly: "I don't like this dress"

Phantom Night was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, "Is Moon jealous?" ”

"So what?"

"Haha, good, very good, the deity likes you to be jealous" Phantom Night laughed extremely happily, laughed and ripped off his coat, pinched the other party's jaw and looked at himself, and joked with a smile: "The deity thought that the moon of the deity would only be incomparably inclusive, and it turned out that there would be such a little daughter, and the appearance of the moon being jealous was really surprising to the deity."

Long Ziyue's face flushed, she raised her eyes and stared at Phantom Night, her words were extremely domineering, "You are mine, your body and mind are my own, and no one can touch them."

Phantom Night smiled lowly, slowly leaned down, his handsome face was close to Long Ziyue, and his voice was deliberately a little hoarse, "Okay, the deity is just yours"

The roots of her ears were red from that whisper, and Long Ziyue wanted to avoid it in shame, but she was dragged into her arms by Phantom Night's wrist and pressed to her heart.

Long Ziyue struggled slightly, and when she saw that Phantom Night didn't let go, she reluctantly compromised.

Phantom Night curled his lips silently, and his bare hand slowly slid down the placket of the other party's clothes.

"Night" Long Ziyue was slightly startled, and reached out to press the palm of the other party's waist stretched into his waist

Phantom Night lowered her eyes, her eyes questioning and eager, "Can't you?" ”

Long Ziyue bit her lip, but shook her head gently, "Night, it's not okay yet."