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Chapter 162: Unless he is sick!

The guards of each family hurriedly came forward and followed their masters.

Ye Muling and Princess Yaoyue walked out with the black and white priests.

"Young Master Ye, I will give it to you. Your Majesty said to go back and let her keep it well and don't run around." The black and white priest spoke.

"Please tell Your Majesty to reassure him that Xiao Wang has always regarded Princess Yaoyue as her own sister." Ye Muling also said clichés, with neither humble nor arrogant attitude.

Princess Yaoyue was always a little depressed, and from time to time he looked into the hall with tears in her eyes, feeling very reluctant.

But His Majesty Ye Emperor did not deliver it. He turned around and disappeared after the banquet.

"Okay, Yao Yue, let's go."

Ye Muling patted her on the shoulder and sent her to her own car.

Jun Feise walked over and saluted: "Young Master, let's go back too."

Ye Muling nodded slightly: "Okay! Lead the way forward." She was full of airs.

After getting on his car, Ye Muling breathed a sigh of relief, put down the little prince's airs, and complained to her: "Why have you been there for so long? I'm so worried. I'm afraid you will be discovered or have stepped on some mechanism... By the way, have your cat been found?"

Jun Feise bent her eyes: "I'm lucky, I've found it."

"That's great, I didn't bring you here for nothing. By the way, I heard from Fan Cheng that you didn't eat anything at all, so why are you hungry? I secretly hid two eggplant sachets for you, and I remember you like to eat this."

Ye Muling made two hot buns like a magic trick and handed them over.

Jun Feise felt a little warm in her heart, and she thanked her and took it.

Put it in your own storage bag: "I'll go back and eat slowly."

She is still so full that she can't eat a grain of rice anymore.

Ye Muling didn't say anything else, he stretched: "I won't have to come here for five years when I go back this time. It's great!"

Jun Feise glanced at him: "You don't have a good relationship with this princess?"

Ye Mulingjun showed a slight sarcastic expression on his face: "This princess has always regarded herself as the sister of Ye Huang and doesn't look down on our spiritual clan. If she hadn't been in good health, she would probably not be willing to stay in our spiritual clan no matter what."

Jun Feise nodded and stopped talking.

This Princess Yaoyue is indeed not very good at being a human being.

She was just in front of the Ye Emperor, and was domineering and arrogant in front of others.

The Spirit Clan has always been indifferent to the world. Although it has a friendly and friendly relationship with the Ye Clan, it is not as powerful as the Ye Clan.

The Spirit Clan is like a vassal state of the Night Clan, and the king of the Spirit Clan is a vassal to the Night Emperor.

With Princess Yaoyue's temperament, she naturally doesn't look down on her...

Jun Feise seemed to remember something: "By the way, has His Majesty the Night Emperor never left at the banquet?"

Ye Muling shook his head: "No, he sat in the upper head and didn't move much except drinking, and didn't talk much."

Jun Feise breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that she was suspicious.

When she was with the Feng Xingyi, she always felt that there was something else on her body besides the scent of jasmine, but it didn't smell it carefully.

She rubbed her eyebrows and she was suspected of being caused by the Ye Emperor!

I actually felt that Feng Xingyi was two-parted like Ye Yuelan was pretending to be.

It’s impossible to think about it. What does His Majesty Night Emperor want to eat in the front hall?

What are you doing to hide and eat?

Unless he is sick!

...

The moon is already westward.
Chapter completed!
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