Although the rejection was expected, Yuheng was still choked.

He is also a charming girl, a graceful and beautiful son, I can't imagine that there is still something in the world that I can't look down on. His feminine presence.

Alas, isn't it really out of breath?

Wenren Yuheng touched his face, and suddenly had an idea.

After putting the sword in its scabbard, he took out the folding fan hidden in his sleeve, and then opened it with a handsome movement, and fanned it again.

"Queen Mother, since the two of them are not offended, there is no need for Ben Gongzi to explain anything for them, it's just that Xiyang is very important to Tianji Pavilion, and I hope that the Queen Mother can borrow it temporarily."

"On a temporary basis? It should be borrowed but not returned, right? ”

“……”

Feng Wanyue looked at the man in front of her who was holding a sword in his left hand and a fan in his right hand, no matter how she looked at it, she felt nondescript, it was hard to imagine that Mo Chenyuan's cold-faced old man actually had such a close friend.

She sat down from the recliner and asked with a smile, "Xiyang is originally a sacred object, and the mourning family is naturally not its owner, so it has no right to interfere with its going and staying in the mourning family." ”

"So you ......"

"Don't be too happy too early, the mourning family means that only if it is willing, you can take it away."

Wenren Yuheng's grinning smile suddenly froze, with an expression that he didn't understand, "Then can I use the spirit talisman to directly accept it?" Wow, you're a strong man! ”

Feng Wanyue, who completely forgot that she was also forcibly brought back, smiled slightly, "No way, the mourning family is kind, I can't see the gods being bullied, and it may be that there is no return." ”

“……”

At this moment, Wenren Yuheng regretted it very much.

I knew that I should have suppressed the curiosity in my heart, and when I entered the palace with Mo Chenyuan tomorrow, now the initiative is there with Feng Wanyue, which is really bitter.

Seeing that she is so confident, I am afraid that even if the master comes, it will not help.

In desperation, Wenren Yuheng could only start haha, "It's getting late today, so this son won't disturb the Queen Mother's rest, let's talk about it tomorrow, say goodbye first!" ”

After saying that, he slipped away with oil on the soles of his feet.

It's so fast that it's as if something is chasing after you.

……

……

The other side.

A simple room where you can't see your fingers.

There was only an oil lamp, which emitted a reddish light.

Dong E hugged her knees and curled up in the corner of the bed, trembling and pale.

A half-human-tall puppet sat on a chair, its eyes staring straight at her.

Dong Da and Jiao Niang, who were dismantled by the resentful spirit, were also made into dolls, and even Chunhua's corpse was not spared, and the three 'people' stood against the wall.

Thinking of Feng Wanyue's words, beads of sweat continued to overflow on Dong E's forehead.

She clenched the yellow talisman in her hand tightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "You...... You control me to kill people again, why do you want to do it to my eldest brother and sister-in-law, they are all my relatives! ”

“……”

There was dead silence in the room.

After a long time, the puppet suddenly moved.

But as soon as it moves, the three puppets in the corner will follow suit.

Even though he had seen it countless times, Dong E still closed his eyes because he was afraid, and even threw out the exorcism talisman in his hand, "Don't force me to kill you, isn't it good for you to continue to sleep, why do you want to kill people!" ”

"Giggle, cluck, ......"

She was answered by a piercing laugh.

The puppet made a creaking sound before it took a step, and it was burned when it stepped on the exorcism charm on the ground, but it seemed to be unaware, and actually pounced on it and hugged Dong E.

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Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, ask for tickets~