Late at night, the candles in the bamboo house flickered, quiet and peaceful.

Ye Xiuyan sat in front of the dresser, combing her hair for a while, in a trance.

After returning from the wing where Princess Rong slept, she has always been like this, maintaining the action of combing her hair for a long time.

She wasn't tired, Lin Jingcheng's eyes were sour.

"Hey."

He sighed faintly, put down the drawing book in his hand, got up from the small collapse, and came to the dresser: "What do you want?" So fascinating? ”

The low ripple and pleasant voice rang in his ears, pulling back Ye Xiuyan's thoughts.

"Huh?"

She held up the comb and looked up at him, her eyes still a little dazed.

"Alas!"

Lin Jingcheng sighed deeply again, took the comb from his beloved wife, put it on the dresser, and pulled the person back to Xiaolu to sit down.

"Is the Ice and Snow Mysteries really that difficult to cultivate?"

Ye Xiuyan was still immersed in her own thoughts and couldn't let go: "It's so difficult that Prince Rong specially told you that everything follows fate, don't be too obsessed?" ”

"Really."

Lin Jingcheng hugged his beloved wife with gentle eyebrows and eyes, but the words he said were categorical, without dragging the mud and water at all, giving people any illusions.

Ye Xiuyan was puzzled: "Why are you so sure?" ”

"See for yourself."

Lin Jingcheng was silent for a few seconds, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "As early as ten years ago, my mother taught me the mystery of fire, but ......"

Ye Xiuyan took a breath, she didn't need to listen anymore, and she knew what he would say next.

"Individuals have their own fate."

Lin Jingcheng knew that she was ice and snow smart, and she understood it a little, so she didn't say more: "You just need to remember that since my aunt and grandmother, that is, the Night Immortal Monarch, comprehended the primordial true solution and ascended to the immortal realm, in the past hundred years, the Lin family, including the relatives in the spirit world, only the mother and aunt have comprehended some of the mysteries, and the others are all half-understood and helpless." ”

"Moreover, the mother concubine has a strange fate of her own, and she has a deep bond with the Immortal Monarch of the Night, and has been personally guided by her, as for the aunt, she has only mastered a little bit of the mystery of feng shui, which is far from the realm of landslides and earth cracks and clouds and rain between the waves of the immortal monarch's hand."

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"What's the fate of the concubine?"

Ye Xiuyan sensitively captured the key point.

"Well."

Lin Jingcheng smiled helplessly: "It's longer to talk." ”

"Say, I want to hear it."

Ye Xiuyan has already aroused her curiosity, and she is itchy if she doesn't ask clearly.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Lin Jingcheng couldn't bear to refuse, and pinched the tip of his beloved wife's upturned little nose dotingly.

"I'll make tea for my husband."

Ye Xiuyan instantly came to her senses, took out a complete set of teapots and cups from the storage ring, and made tea for him herself.

"Huh."

Lin Jingcheng smiled dotingly, watching her busy work in front of her, her heart was so soft that she almost turned into a puddle of water.

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"Step back in time?!"

I don't know how long later, an incredible exclamation sounded in the bamboo house.

Ye Xiuyan couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy for her when she heard that Sheng Ge would rather be scattered than give up her life, go back to the past, and change the fate of Fengling.

"Sheng Ge used secret techniques to change the trajectory of many people's lives, including his mother."

Lin Jingcheng picked up the teacup, cleared his throat, and very comfortably admired his beloved wife's rare silly little expression.

"And then?"

Ye Xiuyan was already fascinated by what she heard, and she was eager to know the follow-up.

"My mother went back to two years ago, when my parents were still alive and my younger brother was not yet born."

Lin Jingcheng lived up to her expectations, moistened her throat, and continued to speak.

(End of chapter)