Ye Ying was filled with righteous indignation and gritted her teeth: "This is so hateful.o('w*)o"

"Don't be angry first. In my opinion, you have to find another time before going. I'll help you find out where he is." Mo Chi comforted Ye Ying, who was furious and turned around to leave. Ye Ying looked at his back, "Wait..." The latter turned around, and she showed a sweet smile, "Die... Thank you."

A hint of obsession and love flashed in Mo Chi's eyes, and his heart trembled violently, as if a stone hit the water surface, causing ripples. He smiled back and said, "No need... this is me..." and volunteered.

"Hmm? Did you say anything just now?" Ye Ying looked at Mo Chi with confusion. Mo Chi was stunned and shook her head: "No, I'm leaving." The figure flashed and disappeared in front of her, "Yeah." She left shortly after she arrived.

"Xiaobai, I suddenly realized that if you don't change your lustful habit, you won't say that I am your master when you go out in the future." Ye Ying rarely said seriously to Xiaobai.

"Yeah." Master, you're so mean to be jealous. Xiaobai is dissatisfied. Is it wrong to like handsome men? I'm a female fox, and my sexual orientation is very normal. How about it? (つД`)

Yonglong Palace.

"Don't feel wronged."... Ye Ying's words to the Queen Mother were tangled in her ears at that time. The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. Are she not as good as Yu? It's not right. (Ye Ying: You are very narcissistic. ←_← Author: He has that right narcissistic. ╭ Ye Ying (￣y▽￣)~*Cover your mouth and laugh: That's right, you don't have that right. Author: (╯‵□′)╯︵┻┻What do you mean! Ye Ying: literally.)

"Emperor, Miss Ling is asking for a meeting." Fulu said carefully outside. He felt cold sweat in his heart. Since he had returned, he had been struck by lightning. It was so dark that it could be comparable to the bottom of the pot. He really didn't dare to provoke the emperor.

"Hmm? Hey, let her come in." Nangong Ye came back to his senses, thought for a long time, sat on the soft couch, picked up the book and browsed it, "Miss Ling, please."

"Thank you, father-in-law." Ling Xin walked in slowly. Without a mask, she had black hair, tied a princess bun, and a hairpin with beads of flowers on it, with tassels hanging on it. When she spoke, the tassels swayed. She had a white and clean face, soft and thin skin. Her eyebrows were as long as picturesque, and her eyes were as bright as stars. There was a small mouth under the bridge of the little nose, with thin lips, slightly bent upward, with a little sad smile. The whole face was delicate and beautiful, so refined, so unconventional, without any smell of fireworks in the world. She was wearing a white-backed gauze shirt and a white pleated skirt. Standing there, dignified, noble, quiet and elegant. So pure and tender, like a budding lotus, spotless.

"Why are you here?" Nangong Ye put down the book and asked. Ling Xin sat down and smiled enchantingly: "Why, can't you come if you're fine?" "No, it's me today..."
Chapter completed!