"Tyrant!"

After Fu Zhu retreated, Ling Yu muttered and whispered a word at him.

"What did you say?"

She had forgotten that Feng Xinglie was an extremely sharp person. The voice that he thought was small had actually been captured by him clearly.

"Nothing. I praise you, Your Majesty is well-groomed. Ling Yu said angrily.

"You don't have to be sour." Feng Xinglie said directly: "You also hurt her for being scolded today." ”

"If you want to say that, or is it not mine?" Ling Yu's nose smoked when he heard the words.

"Isn't it? If you have questions, why don't you just ask me? Feng Xinglie dragged her to him and said, "We are all going to get married, what can't we be honest?" ”

"I ...... I'm just a little curious. The word "marriage" made Ling Yu's heart chuckle, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

She knew she wasn't ready at all. Even if it takes another three months, it may not be ready.

"Let's go." Feng Xinglie didn't continue to force her, grabbed the hand on her arm, slowly moved down, and then took her hand and said, "I'll give you the answer......"

His voice was very gentle when he said this.

Ling Yu felt as if he had fallen under some spell, his whole heart jumped wildly, and even his two feet seemed to have no autonomy, so he followed him and walked forward without compromise.

The moonlight on this night was as gentle as water. Lingyu let him pull him, shuttling between the rockery pond algae, the corridors and pavilions, following the little glimmer in his hand, like a dream bubble, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

As if walking in time, as long as you pass through this corridor, you can go back to the past and fulfill your marriage contract with him in the truest identity......

After a cup of tea, they stopped in front of a small courtyard.

"What is this place?" Ling Yu looked at the small courtyard dormant in the darkness, and felt a trace of fear.

The courtyard was so dark that there was not a glimmer of light. Although it was surrounded by trees, there was no trace of life in sight, and from a distance, the courtyard looked like a tomb, holding all dead silence......

"What the hell is this place? Why did you bring me here? The yin wind gusted, and Ling Yu felt goosebumps stand up all over his body.

"There's a secret here." Feng Xinglie glanced down at her, and then said, "Let's go in." Once you're inside, you'll understand everything. ”

"Feng Xinglie, this can't be the place where you hide in the golden house, right?" Suddenly, Ling Yu came out of place.

"I'm hiding." Feng Xinglie did not deny it. As he spoke, he pushed open the wooden door of the small courtyard.

The door was not locked, only a "creak" was heard, the silence here was shattered, and Ling Yu then saw an incredible world!

In this courtyard, white lanterns are hung. All the corridors were tied with cloth curtains made of white gauze, and the white flowers made of cloth on the doors were even more white in the light of the moonlight!

This place is a mourning hall!

In such a house, the entire courtyard was used to make a mourning hall, such a scene was really terrifying and treacherous.

"Feng Xinglie, why did you bring me to this place?" Ling Yu felt chills all over his body just by standing at the gate of the courtyard.

This situation completely wiped out her curiosity, she just wanted to leave quickly, and she really didn't want anything else.

The night wind blows up those white veils, one after another, and it really looks ghostly, like the underworld.

"Don't be afraid," he said, squeezing her hand, "and here hides a story, and my past." Hidden answers you want to know. ”

Without waiting for her nod in agreement, he pulled her in and dragged her all the way to the middle of the vestibule.

There, there is even a large stove for burning ingots!

"Stormy! I'm just asking, I'm really not interested. Let me go! Ling Yu scolded him a thousand times in his heart. But when he opened his mouth, he only dared to plead timidly.

She really didn't want to stay in this hellish place, not for a second! But he seemed to have some serious illness, so he didn't take her to visit the mourning hall in the middle of the night!

"Isn't that what you paper shops do? Why are you so daring? He couldn't help but smile at her.

It's just that in this place, no matter how handsome he looks, when he laughs, no matter how bright and warm he is, he looks like a madman with white teeth, like a ghost.

"You're such a madman!" Ling Yu couldn't help but yell at him, "I'm not interested in your affairs at all!" I don't want to hear it, and I don't want to listen to it here! ”

With that, she broke free from his hand with all her might, and walked out the door in a huff.

"This is the mourning hall of my fiancée Xia Yinyin!"

At this moment, Feng Xinglie shouted at him.

This sentence took root under her feet and stumbled firmly.

"Do you still want to leave now?" Feng Xinglie didn't catch up, but stood in place and stroked the stove, and said, "Yin Yin is the daughter of Shoufu Xia Yan. She was not yet ten years old when she died. Just because he was killed by traitors, the Xia family was beheaded all over the house, and there was not even a person to collect the corpse......"