The youngest daughter Ye Nuan was dressed in a cute outfit, and her little face like buns was even more round and bulging, and the shaking of the carriage did not make her stop for a while, and she kept lifting the curtain of the carriage and looked out curiously at the evening in the capital.

Ye Meng is wearing a pale green long skirt, which is very similar to her sister's, but the bun is still as simple as her sister.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the palace, and everyone got out of the carriage one after another, only to see Leng Lingye wearing a purple python robe, wearing a silver Jiaomang Pearl crown, standing with his hands covered, his posture was upright, shrouded by the setting sun, the god of war descended like a god, noble and elegant, looking at the woman who came down from the carriage.

"See His Highness the Night King."

Everyone saluted the man one after another, Leng Lingye lightly put on his sleeves, and the voice in his mouth was as beautiful as heaven.

"No courtesy."

At this moment, Ye Shaoke really realized the importance of imperial power.

For example, at home, or even in the marshal's mansion, when did these people pay such a grand salute to this great god? Now that people are at the palace gate, the emperor and queen have so many pairs of eyes staring at them, and they want to seize the opportunity at any time, how can they let the two people in the palace get their wish in this little thing.

"This king has prepared a sedan chair, everyone, please."

Looking along Leng Lingye's hand, not far ahead, more than a dozen sedan chairs stopped there in turn.

The eye contact of everyone is to step on the sedan chair.

"Ye Shaoke!"

Ye Shaoke's body was just about to enter the sedan chair, when a sharp goddess came from afar, followed by the rapid sound of horses' hooves, "Tata Tower!" "The sound comes from far and near!

Of course, Ye Shaoke's line of sight is very good, even if it is a few hundred meters away, as long as she is willing, she can see if the other party's face is decent!

A water-red figure on the jujube red horse, with excitement in his eyes, galloped towards this side.

"Murong Xihan!"

Ye Shaoke's brows furrowed deeply, and when he saw this troublesome woman, he couldn't help but turn to the man on horseback on the side.

The man's face did not change, he was still high, cold as frost, and his face was not at all empty.

Ye Shaoke pursed his lips, and his gaze turned to the face that was already close to her.

Murong Xihan hasn't seen him for three years, and he is already twenty years old this year.

After being brought back to Nanyao by his brother Murong Xichen that day, he didn't come back. Because this princess is bent on thinking about this man of the Dacheng Dynasty, even so many handsome and beautiful men in Nanyao can't get into her eyes.

Emperor Nanyao had a headache, so she came to the Dacheng Dynasty again. Three years ago, Leng Du Junyao's marriage had not been withdrawn, because it had been three years since Leng Du, and he had met His Royal Highness the Night King on the prince's wedding, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he had no chance to propose the opportunity to let Leng Lingye marry Murong Xihan and return to the house.

Now Mo Rong Xihan still carries the title of the side concubine of His Royal Highness the Night King. The people who knew the two masters in front of the palace gate all used their lively eyes to watch the two rivals meet, and secretly looked forward to what would happen.

But the fact makes everyone look at the lively palace maids and eunuchs, and the famous ladies can't help but be dumbfounded!

Murong Xihan flew directly off the horse and hugged the immortal Ye Shaoke in his arms, as if he was such a good sister! I was so excited that my eyes were filled with tears.

Ouyang Qianqian pursed her lips, her face was not shaved!

"Yo, is this a deep sisterhood? The two of you haven't entered the Night King's Mansion yet, and this relationship is so deep, and the Night King's cousin will have to save a lot of trouble in the future. ”

A bitter word came out from the sedan chair on the side, interrupting Mo Rong Xihan's excited moment.

Ye Shao was caught off guard by Mo Rong Xihan's carelessness, and looked at the eight sedan chairs listening to her on the right, without looking at the people in the sedan chairs, she also knew that it was the hateful and vicious Ouyang Qianqian.

As if he hadn't heard clearly, Murong Xihan let go of Ye Shaoke, who was hugging her, and then looked her up and down from head to toe, his eyes full of excitement!

"Ye Shao, your life is really big! You're not dead! And how to become more and more beautiful! ”

Ye Shaoke pulled the corners of his mouth, looking at this Murong Xihan, who was full of mature femininity, he didn't know what to say!

This woman was obviously happy to see that she was not dead, but what was wrong with her stomach!

"Get out!"

A cold voice sounded in the ears of the two of them, in fact, it sounded in the ears of everyone in front of the gate of this palace! Everyone is looking forward to it!

Ye Shaoke and Mo Rongxi heard the prestige, and our tall Night King His Royal Highness had already flown directly to Ye Shaoke's side from the ink-colored horse, and hugged Ye Shaoke tightly in his arms.

When Murong Xihan saw Leng Lingye protecting calves like this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times!

"Hold her again, be careful that this king chops off your hands!"

The cold voice echoed in Murong Xihan's ears, and the overwhelming killing intent came straight to her! She blinked innocently, looking at this extremely cold man with an aggrieved look.

"No matter what people say, they are also your savior, and they want to be murdered!"

When everyone saw the aggrieved Murong Xihan, they all immediately felt aggrieved for her.

Xiao Mohe's eyes seemed to be shining, and he stepped forward directly, raised a big bright eye, and winked at Murong Xihan!

"Oops! Are you the legendary Princess Nanyao? Hehe, he looks good, why do you have to be wronged to be a side concubine to the Night King? ”

When everyone heard Xiao Mohe's words, they couldn't help but want to tear her apart!

These famous and noble girls, if they want to be a concubine for His Royal Highness the Night King, they can't be like other people's eyes! The side concubine is even more unattainable!

"It's you!"

Murong Xihan himself was attracted by Xiao Mohe's words, and when he saw the person approaching him, he couldn't help but listen to Xiao Mohe's words, and looked at Xiao Mohe in surprise!

"Imperial sister, don't mess around, it's time to enter the palace."

A distant and beautiful male voice came, Ye Shaoke could see it, and bursts of hatred suddenly surged in his heart!

"Murong Xichen!"

Ye Shaoke's expression was no longer as calm and waveless as before, and when she saw Murong Xichen at this moment, she still deeply remembered how despicable and shameless this man was! not only made her prince severely poisoned and disfigured, but also deceived her into a piece of ice silk armor that has not yet been returned!

"Hehe, the Night King's Mansion really has a good memory, it's been a few years, and the Night Princess is even more beautiful, in this world, I'm afraid there is no one who can compare with the beauty of the Night Princess."

Leng Lingye heard Murong Xichen's naked gaze wandering over his beloved woman, and he slashed it directly with one palm! Didn't leave half a point for Mo Rong Xichen!

Fortunately, Leng Lingye just wanted to teach this person a lesson, and his shot was measured, but our handsome and handsome Prince Nanyao was still defenseless and was directly flown out!

"Baby, let's go."

Ye Shaoke grew her mouth, which was not at all consistent with her current fairy image, and only after the man's reminder did she come back to her senses, gave the man a raised eyebrow look, and turned directly into the sedan chair!

Murong Xihan saw that his imperial brother was like a parabola, and he was made to disappear with a palm from the god of war, and he was anxious with contempt in his heart!

When she reacted, she realized that the sedan chair carrying Ye Shaoke had already risen from the ground, and she stepped forward to take the sedan chair, but she was directly enveloped by a cold breath.

At a glance, it's this stingy man! She's a woman, isn't it just a woman who hugged her? Is there such a stingy man in the world?

She pouted, and without throwing His Royal Highness the Night King directly, she leaned over to Xiao Mohe's side!

"Hey, look at your carriage, are you from the Marshal's Mansion?"

Murong Xihan, who had no heart and no lungs, had already left his imperial brother behind, and when he thought of the young general on the street that day, his heartbeat couldn't stop beating faster.

When Xiao Mohe saw this heartless princess, he couldn't help but have the intention of teasing her.

He looked at the woman with a smile and said slowly: "The princess wants to ask if the young general who saved you that day is here, right?" ”

Mo Rongxi nodded coldly!

"Bag, next to the sedan chair walking in front."

When the words fell, Murong Xihan found the figure she had been thinking about day and night in the crowd, and was about to catch up, but was interrupted by Xiao Mohe's voice again.

"Princess, don't worry!"

Murong Xihan looked helpless, but there was a rhythm of fast talking, which was revealed on her pretty little face without any scruples.

"You're still the Night King's future concubine, are you sure you have a crush on my cousin?"

Murong Xi's cold and hearty temperament, waved his hand!

"Yes, it's a big deal to let your emperor withdraw his will, besides, I'm here to kiss, whoever I marry is married, I have a crush on your cousin!"

The corners of Xiao Mohe's mouth twitched a few times, he said that he had never seen a woman with such a temperament, and a smile instantly appeared on his face.

"That's a good relationship, but you don't mind, is that my cousin's eldest brother?"

There's something wrong with this man! What are you asking?

Who is her cousin? She doesn't know her!

"I don't know your cousin well, my future sister-in-law, I must love her as a sister-in-law!"

Do you want to be shameless, is Nan Yao's reputation as a woman so unrestrained? Xiao Mohe was speechless!

"I love my cousin, Ye Shaoke, who you just stopped, the future night princess!"

Xiao Mohe deliberately pretended to be innocent and said, only to see that Mo Rong Xihan's face changed unpredictably in an instant! But soon, she was smiling heartily!

"The relationship is good, I am very close to the Night Princess! It turns out that she is my destined sister-in-law! ”

When Murong Xihan and Ye Shaoke met again in the palace after receiving this information, they were even more attentive! When people saw it, they all thought that this Princess Nanyao was too infatuated!

In order to marry His Royal Highness the Night King, he bothered to please the future Night Princess, and he simply threw his dignity to the ground!