Suddenly, a heavy cold snort sounded in the heavy night, interrupting the words that the Great Elder was about to speak, making this already heavy atmosphere a lot heavier, and making people's hearts feel a little dull.

frowned and followed the voice to look, and everyone saw that Xu Sleeve Yan, who was already dying, stood up with great effort at this time, swaying, but his already scarred body was firmly blocked in front of Caihe and Gong Lingyu, his palm spiritual power was swirling, his face was cold, and his eyes were dead and silent.

"Wei Huai, he should be damned!"

After a pause, with a mocking gaze swept over Gong Zhaohui's dark face, Xu Sleeve raised the corners of his lips, his dark purple lips were a little bewitching, and the smile was meaningful, bloodthirsty and cold.

"That old thing, it's long overdue!"

"But now, let him die so easily, it's true"

After a pause, Xu Sleeve grinned at the corners of his lips, his eyes narrowed, and his deep gaze looked straight at Gong Zhaohui's eyes, with an undisguised sense of ridicule.

"It's a spoil."

As he spoke, Xu Sleeve Smoke laughed coldly a few times, a bloody suit hunting in the night wind, and a layer of extreme frost seemed to be condensed around his body, without the slightest emotion.

"Your Majesty of the Eastern Dynasty."

Xuan Tong turned his head slightly, glanced at Gong Zhaohui, the meaning was very obvious, he spoke lightly, his calm tone did not have the slightest wave, he completely looked like a theatergoer.

"Since this is His Majesty's concubine, then Xuan will no longer have much to do."

"Next, I'll leave it to Your Majesty."

As he spoke, Xuan Tong moved his body, sat firmly on the back of the spirit lion, reached out and gently rubbed the head of Su Yunran, who was constantly napping, the anger between his eyebrows and eyes dissipated, and his voice was a lot gentler.

"The little junior sister must be tired today, so Xuan will send the little junior sister home to rest first."

Looking away from Xu Zhiyan's smiling cold and complicated face, Gong Zhaohui's face remained unchanged, still a calm monarch, bowing slightly at Xuan Yun, and said in a deep voice:

"Master Xuan, please."

"The seven girls of the Su family are frightened today, and it's so late, they must be tired, so let's go back early."

As he spoke, Gong Zhaohui glanced at Su Yunran's lazy face as if inadvertently, then looked at Su Yunshu and smiled slightly, with a faint kindness on his face.

"Yunshu and go to Fengluan Palace first, pick up the cloud painting, and go back early."

"Wen Ye must have been waiting in a hurry."

"Yes."

Su Yunshu nodded, leaned over slightly at Gong Zhaohui, bowed, showed a little respect, and spoke in a low voice.

"Then Yunshu retreated first."

"Go ahead."

waved his hand casually, Gong Zhaohui smiled gently, and there was no gloomy atmosphere at all.

"Today's events have frightened the seven girls, I will send some things over tomorrow to appease the seven girls"

"Go back and say hello to your third uncle on my behalf."

Su Yunshu leaned over slightly, and responded with a "Thank you, Your Majesty for your concern", and then looked at Su Yunran, his eyebrows and eyes moved slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

Looking at the little girl leaning on her side leaning against the thick hair of the spirit lion, Su Yunshu couldn't help but shake her head, smiled helplessly, took out a cyan cloak from the space, unfolded it gently, and carefully draped it on, and tied the soft strap with gentle movements.

The big palm gently rubbed the top of Su Yun's dyed hair, feeling the steady breathing of the person beside him, Nan Shiyan's smile was warm, his eyes were shining, and the sense of pampering overflowed unabashedly, and his lowered voice had an obvious smile.

"This girl must be asleep."

With a gentle "um", Su Yunshu smiled gently, "I'm really tired today." ”

Taking out a small and delicate stove from the space, the hot spiritual power in his palm swirled, entering the stove, feeling the temperature of the stove, Xuan Yun Fang stretched his brows, and the spiritual power in his hand was full of energy, and pushed Su Yunran's little hand that was dragging the hair of the spirit lion away, and carefully put the stove into her arms.

"Third Brother"

Su Yunran, who was asleep, suddenly opened his mouth at this time.

"Xiao Ran?"

Coming to Su Yunran's side, Su Yunshu opened his mouth gently, with a sense of caution, as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping little girl.

"The third brother is here."

The corners of his mouth moved, Su Yunran's body moved, found a comfortable position, rubbed his head against the soft hair of the spirit lion, and opened his mouth with a little childish feeling.

"Xiao Ran wants to eat ice dew fruit"

"Ice Dew Fruit"

The corners of his mouth smacked, as if he had dreamed of something good, Su Yun hooked his lips, smiled brightly, his eyebrows and eyes were full of satisfaction, his hand moved, and his fingertips touched the stove.

Feeling the temperature of his fingertips, Su Yunran's body paused, and then he directly hugged the stove tightly and stuffed it into his arms, as if he was protecting some precious treasure.

"Third Brother Ice Dew Fruit."

Nan Shiyan's eyes moved, he was slightly stunned, and he chuckled directly, and his eyes flashed inexplicably.

Xuan Tong also raised his eyebrows with a smile, his shoulders trembled slightly, and his gaze at Su Yunshu was a little more meaningful.

The body moved, Xuan Tong sat directly on the head of the spirit lion, pressed his palm on the handful of raised hair of the spirit lion, stroked it gently, and bowed slightly to Su Yunshu, "Third son." ”

Knowing what Xuan Yun meant, Su Yunshu also nodded at Xuan Yun, that is, he moved his body directly, came to Su Yunran's side, stretched out his hand to support Su Yunran's body, and carefully gathered the cloak for him, with a soft meaning between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Third Brother"

Listening to this childish and coquettish dream, Su Yun's smile deepened a little, and he spoke softly, with a little bit of coaxing a child.

"Okay, the third brother will go to find it tomorrow to feed Xiao Ran."

Leaning his head against the soft fabric, Su Yunran paused, as if sensing a familiar breath, and then slowly relaxed and nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, Xiao Ran wants to eat ice dew fruit."

As he spoke, Su Yunran smacked his lips again, his eyelashes trembling like butterfly feathers, and he curled a playful arc, like a spirit butterfly with wings ready to fly.

"Okay."

The big palm patted lightly on Su Yunran's thin back, and Su Yunshu said patiently, "Give it all to Xiao Ran." ”

As if hearing a satisfactory answer, Su Yunran finally answered softly "Okay", his head moved, and he fell asleep on Su Yunshu's lap, holding the small stove in his arms, dispelling the chill in the night.

"Your Majesty."

Arching his hand at Gong Zhaohui, Nan Shiyan smiled warmly, without the slightest clue, and was decent and generous.

"Yan Mou will also go back first."

With a gentle "um", Gong Zhaohui waved his hand casually and spoke in a deep voice.

"Mr. Yan, please."