Yan Ying was silent for a while and said:

"I want you to do my divination."

Chenguang was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes, thought for a moment, raised his eyes, frowned and asked him:

"Are you going to use the Blood Array to open the Heavenly Eye?"

Yan Ying looked at her and smiled.

"Si Tong even taught you this, it seems that she really loves you very much!" Chenguang rarely straightened his face and sneered.

Yan Ying's eyes flashed with a touch of discomfort, his smile was slightly stiff, he opened his mouth before he was about to speak, the morning light interrupted him, and a touch of coldness burst out of his pure and innocent eyes.

"Since you know the blood array, you should know that if you open the eyes of heaven, you will break your life, and it is my lifespan that you will break."

Yan Ying pursed her lips, he was silent for a moment, raised his head, and smiled at her in a tone that was so gentle that it could make people charming:

"Chen'er, just this once, I promise."

Chenguang looked at him quietly for a while, and asked softly, "What do you want to divination?" ”

"I'll tell you then."

"The size of the blood array determines the difficulty and accuracy of divination, if there are too few sacrifices, the matter of divination is complicated, and it will not be fruitful."

"I know that, it's not too hard." Yan Ying said.

The morning light lowered his eyes.

She can divination, the legend is true, but she rarely divination, real divination is a cruel, ridiculous and anti-heavenly thing, in addition to the need for a blood array to open the eye of the sky, it will also reduce the life span of her soothsayer, this kind of divination is a huge consumption of spiritual power and vitality, after which she needs a long time to recover, and may not even be able to recover into a more weakened state. She was already weak, and she would not do divination unless she had to, even if she had the ability to do so.

Since Yan Ying knew about the Blood Array, he knew everything about the Blood Array, and he would never do anything that he didn't understand the consequences.

Chenguang had a few guesses about what he wanted to divination.

"That's it?" She asked.

"That's all for today, next time. You have been in the snow for so long, and you are tired, let's rest for a while, if you have something to tell Pei Rong, she is outside the door. Yan Ying said.

The previous handmaiden walked in and bent her knees at the morning light.

Yan Ying stood up, touched Chenguang's head, and walked out the door.

"Hey!" Chenguang came back to his senses and called at his back.

Yan Ying turned around.

"I'm going to eat honey ham!" Chenguang said.

Yan Ying was slightly stunned, frowned, and said embarrassedly: "This is on the mountain, there is no ham." ”

His simple refusal made Chenguang angry and said angrily:

"If you don't have it, let people go down the mountain to buy it, if you can't buy it, you can buy it from afar, people like beauties and will buy a smile, the princes of the Beacon Fire Opera, the worst is to send lychees to Kuaima Wanli, my beauty said that you want to eat honey ham, you actually said no, do you look down on my beauty?"

Yan Ying was speechless, he was hurt by the temple she yelled at.

"Okay, okay, I know, I'll send someone to you, you eat tomorrow, okay?" He compromised.

Chenguang clasped his hands to his chest, turned his head, and snorted angrily: "Also, bring me something that can relieve my boredom, I'm idle and bored." ”

"Good. What more? Yan Ying asked with a smile.

"New clothes, new jewelry, new rouge gouache, new carriages, new sedan chairs, new palaces, new ......," she said to him seriously, "just give me the country of Cangqiu, and I will choose it myself." ”

Yan Ying took a step out when she said "Xinggong", and when she passed by Pei Rong's side, she commanded in a low voice:

"Serve Madame well."

"Yes."

Yan Ying went out.

Pei Rong followed out and closed the door, and Chenguang felt that the girl glared at him before closing the door.

The iron door closed, and Chenguang glanced down at the shackles and shackles, but he didn't put her back on the bed and walked away, causing her to drag the heavy iron locks to walk by herself.

She made a note in the small notebook in her mind, stood up, and walked slowly back to the bedside with the chain in tow, fortunately not far away. She sat down on the bed, and with great effort it took a great deal of effort to lift her feet onto the bed, and she fell on her back, ready to lift the corpse.

She puffed out her cheeks, opened her eyes wide, and fell into deep thought.

He sealed her Xuan Li and prevented her from becoming Si Chen. She moved her finger, which had been cut before and now healed, and he took the opportunity to hold her hand and cut her finger with the ring, allowing the drug to seep into her bloodstream, and then let her use the occult power to speed up the onset of the drug.

She flickered for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Yan Ying's caution is also interesting, he was worried that her mysterious power was not dissipated, so he deliberately made a sudden small avalanche, and deliberately stayed away from her, just to test whether she would show her flaws in a panic.

If her prediction is right, in the next period of time, Yan Ying will deliberately put her in the stone room to see if she will wait for an opportunity to escape, and to see if she is really sealed Xuanli.

Thinking like this, Morning Light closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Things turned out to be as she expected, Yan Ying didn't come for the next few days, but she sent someone to send new clothes, new jewelry, new rouge gouache, and many books to her to show her boredom. Pei Rong, the servant girl who served her, told her when she asked that her master had been busy lately and did not have time to come and see her.

At that time, Chenguang was lying on the bed and reading the picture book while receiving Pei Rong's feeding.

"How many years have you been following your master?" She asked as she swallowed her food slowly.

Pei Rong didn't answer, and scooped another spoonful of vegetable rice to Chenguang's mouth. Chenguang didn't eat, tilted his head, supported his cheek with one hand, and looked at her:

"Are you mute?"

Pei Rong looked at her and didn't answer.

The morning light moved, she squirmed to Pei Rong's side, got closer to her, and stretched out her finger to poke her hand first. Pei Rong didn't answer, and she didn't move. Chenguang went to poke her stomach again, and Pei Rong trembled, probably holding back her anger, but she still didn't speak.

So Chenguang poked a finger into her waist.

The waist socket is the most sensitive, Pei Rong is painful and itchy, her body flicks, and she screams.

Morning Light laughed.

Pei Rong didn't like her in the first place, she was so mischievous, Pei Rong was even more annoyed, her face was angry, and she said loudly:

"Madam, don't make a fuss!"

Chenguang flattened his lips: "Whoever told you not to talk to me, it would be good if you opened your mouth earlier, I was carrying this string of iron very heavy, and you hurt my arm." ”

"Madam, my master has instructed that slaves and maids are not allowed to talk to Madame while serving Madame." Pei Rong held back her anger and said sharply.

"Why?" Chenguang asked curiously.

"The master said that as long as he opened his mouth to his wife, he would definitely be tricked by his wife."

Chenguang blinked his eyes twice: "It's terrible! She shuddered.

Pei Rong saw that she was not serious, and became more and more impatient: "If the lady doesn't eat it, the slave and maid will retire first." As he spoke, he began to clean up the dishes.

Chenguang lazily rubbed his face twice on the bed, half-tilted his head, looked at her with one eye, and asked with a smile:

"He is willing to tell you in such detail, it seems that you have been with him for a long time, and you are a concubine?"