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In the imperial study of the palace of the underworld, there was a strong anger in the whole room, and several important ministers lowered their heads one by one, and they didn't dare to take a breath, for fear that the emperor of the underworld sitting there would catch them and get angry.

Bang knock! There was another loud bang, and a fine porcelain was smashed to the ground by the Emperor of the Underworld without mercy, as if it were smashed into the hearts of the ministers, and they all knelt on the ground in fright, shouting: "Your Majesty is angry!" ”

The Immortal Emperor propped his hands on the rosewood table, the green tendons on the back of his hands were protruding, and his sharp gaze shot at several ministers like a blade, and raised his voice: "Shut up!" For a whole month, I didn't find Yajun's shadow overnight, a bunch of useless waste! He grabbed the fold in his hand and smashed it the forehead of the prime minister who was standing at the front.

The prime minister gritted his teeth and held back the pain on his forehead, and said with difficulty: "Your Majesty, could it be that Ye Yajun has returned to the Night Kingdom?" ”

"Impossible!" The Emperor replied resolutely, "There are several routes back to the Night Kingdom, and the defense line has been strengthened by the outnumbered people, as long as someone crosses the border, they will be strictly searched, and it is impossible for so many people in the Night Monarch to return to the Night Country under our noses!" Unless, there are traitors in the army who quietly let Ye Yajun go! After speaking, his eyes swept over several ministers one by one, full of suspicion and coldness, and the ministers couldn't help but shudder wherever their eyes passed.

A drop of cold sweat ran across the prime minister's forehead, and he said, "Your Majesty, if Ye Yajun hadn't left our country, he might be hiding somewhere. ”

The Immortal Emperor clutched his chest, his heart suddenly cramped, he slowly sat down, looked at a few people and said in a very cold tone: "Pass the order, go down and search the mountain with all your might, you must find Ye Yajun for the widow!" ”

"No." A few bowed their heads and withdrew.

After everyone left, the Hades Emperor finally couldn't help frowning, the feeling of colic would come from time to time, making her feel uncomfortable, extremely painful, her throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

"Your Majesty!" Seeing this, Ye Ruo, who had just walked in, hurriedly walked over and supported the Emperor of the Underworld, "Your Majesty, why don't you listen to the history of the Academy, you can't be angry!" ”

The Emperor of the Underworld took a brocade handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth: "If Ye Yajun is not removed, the widow will not be blind when he dies." ”

Ye Ruo's nose was sour: "Your Majesty, you have to take care of yourself." ”

"How is the Imperial Husband doing?" The Immortal Emperor leaned wearily back on the dragon chair.

"Back to Your Majesty, the slave did not give the imperial husband medicine after every time he finished his life, but the imperial husband's stomach has not moved..."

When the Emperor heard this, his head seemed to hurt even more, and he rubbed the corners of his eyes: "What is the reason for the imperial doctor?" ”

Ye Ruo lowered his head and said hesitantly: "The imperial doctor said that the emperor's body was tossed too much earlier, and his bones were damaged, and it was difficult to conceive. ”

The Hluto Emperor's hand holding the armrest tightened, could this be retribution? In the previous six months, she tossed Dan Si a lot, and even sometimes played with him to the point of dying, is this a causal cycle?

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, winter is coming.

The Emperor of the Underworld turned the entire Underworld upside down, but still did not find Yajun, but instead poured himself down.

This illness can't afford to lie on the couch every day, coughing constantly, his body is getting thinner and thinner, the whole person is becoming more and more gloomy, his temperament is becoming more and more easy to anger, and the entire court of the underworld is complaining.

Qianfu Mountain, covered with snow and ice, is like a snow sculpture sitting between heaven and earth.

On the top of the mountain, the cold wind is howling, the snow is several feet thick, and the leaves are hung with strings of icicles, which is very beautiful, like a city of ice and snow.

Behind a large rock, two figures in the snow hugged each other, their lips and teeth intertwined, and from time to time there was the evil laughter of a woman.

"Su Su, you see that your body has reacted, so let's leave His Highness."

Feng Susu was lying on Yajun's side, a green silk scattered, he was lying in the snow in white, as if he was one with the ice and snow, his delicate eyebrows and eyes frowned slightly, and gently pushed Yajun away: "Your Highness, we have never been married." ”

Yajun turned over, lay on Feng Susu's body, his fingertips drew circles on his chest, and his voice was full of charm: "Our mother and the prime minister have already agreed, nominally you are already a member of His Royal Highness, and the wedding is just a process, and it will not prevent us from doing things first." ”

Feng Susu felt the tingling sensation coming from his chest, and was very helpless: "Your Highness, men have to have a physical examination when they enter the palace, if the palace attendants find out that my palace guard sand is gone, my reputation will be damaged." ”

Yajun saw that Feng Susu still adhered to her principles, and she had an extreme headache, this man educated by a powerful family was really a tendon, no matter how she teased and tempted, it was useless, and she was about to question her charm.

"Your Highness, I'm cold..." Feng Susu reminded in a low voice.

Yajun stood up helplessly, pulled Feng Susu up, and pinched his cheek: "You, you, you, have been messing with His Highness for more than a month, why don't you want to have fun with His Highness in time?" ”

"How can Su Su be messed up with His Highness, obviously His Highness is always pestering Su Su." Feng Su Su did not follow the retort and defended himself.

"Yes, yes, it's all His Highness's stalking." Yajun hung his head in frustration.

Feng Susu saw Yajun's appearance, covered his mouth and smiled, and took the initiative to take Yajun's hand: "It's almost meal time, let's go back quickly." ”

Holding hands, the two stepped on the snow and returned to the makeshift camp, leaving a trail of footprints in the snow.

Yu Feng, who was practicing martial arts, saw the two of them coming back, took back his weapons, and said lightly: "The food is almost cold, what to do next time is to hurry up." "The meaning is obvious, can you do things quickly? I'm getting tired of waiting.

Eh, Feng Susu explained embarrassedly: "Yufeng, don't misunderstand, His Highness and I just went to play elsewhere." ”

"If there's anything to misunderstand, sooner or later you'll have to go through the door." Yufeng glanced at Yajun coldly, walked over and opened the pot on the fire, and the smell of food hit him instantly.

Yajun was panicked by Yu Feng's glance, could it be that her little wind was jealous? After having this idea, my heart was overjoyed, and I walked over in two or three steps, hugging Yufeng's waist from behind: "You did it?" ”

Yufeng had long been accustomed to Yajun hugging him and kissing him from time to time, and he didn't push Yajun away, bent down to put up the soup and vegetables, and replied coldly: "Do you think I can cook?" It's all made by Bi'er. ”

"That's right." Yajun took the bowl and sat down next to her, if her little wind could cook, it would be raining red.

"Sheng by yourself, Young Master Ben won't serve you." Yu Feng turned his head and said to Feng Susu.

Feng Susu: "···" Did he do anything to make the wind angry? The anger is so big.

"It seems that our Highness has no ability to soak in men except for the overlord's hard bow." Yufeng suddenly swished out a sentence coldly.

Yajun's hand shook, and the soup in the bowl almost spilled out, was her little Fengfeng really jealous? It's obviously mocking and sarcastic, okay! Not being able to sleep Feng Susu is indeed the stalk in her heart.

Feng Susu stood aside awkwardly, Yu Feng was asking His Highness to force him?

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