Ye Mansion.

"Uncle Wang, have you seen my brother?" Ye Ying asked the butler, who spoke, "Young master and a distinguished guest are in the back garden."

"Thank you, go down and do your business." Ye Ying smiled sweetly and ran to the backyard happily.

"Hey, there is a fight." Zhong Ting suddenly stopped, and Ye Ying signaled her not to speak, "Yishui, you go down first, and Zhong Ting, go back to the Dark Moon Tower and bring my Xuanyinqin."

"Yes." The two of them retreated one after another. Ye Ying came to the place where the fight was fought. The two men stood facing each other. The man on the left had a bad smile, and even the two thick eyebrows also had soft ripples, as if they were always smiling, curved, like the bright crescent moon in the night sky. Under the eyelashes, there were eyes as clear as morning dew, a straight nose bridge, and a pink lips as rose petals.

How could my brother have such an expression? Ye Ying complained. His head couldn't help but turn to the right, and Ye Ying was stunned. It was him.

He has fair skin, his facial features are handsome, and his handsomeness is gentle. The temperament he exudes is so complex, like a mixture of various temperaments, but in those tenderness and handsomeness, his own unique ethereality and handsomeness, his cold and rebellious eyes, thin single phoenix eyes, and under his high nose are two thin lips with pride.

How could it be?! How could it be him? Is it impossible? Could it be that he also traveled through time? Is it impossible! Looking at the man who was similar to that person, Ye Shaoxian fought with him again, "Bang" both of them were facing each other, and they both took a step back, and blood flowed out of the corners of their mouths. Ye Ying held his head with his hand, and what appeared in his mind was the scene of Ye Shaoqian being shot dead by Xia Yuntian.

"No, no, don't kill my brother!" Ye Ying flew up and wanted to give the other party a blow, but when he met his familiar face and clear and innocent eyes, the look was the same as when he was a child, she couldn't make any move and could only block Ye Shaoxian. She thought she would die, but she didn't expect the man to stop.

Ye Ying's blood-red eyes began to slowly return to black, "Is this your sister? She's very cute."

What a familiar sentence. Xia Yuntian once said this to his brother in the past. His eyes completely brightened.

"Yinger, is it okay? Brother is just competing with him. You suddenly ran out and scared your brother." Ye Shaoxian looked at the stunned Ye Ying and asked nervously.

"Brother, are you okay? Are you hurt? Does it hurt?" Ye Ying ignored Ye Shaoxian's words and looked at him nervously, only turned around after confirming that he was fine, "Who are you!"

There was sadness and hatred in her eyes. Such eyes stunned the man. Ye Shaoxian said, "Silly girl, he was what I said last time. The emperor of Nanzhao Kingdom - Zhao Hongyi, are you the first time you met? Yi, this is my sister."

"The queen is indeed very skillful." Zhao Hongyi shook his head helplessly and smiled.

This is a tyrant? This expression is enough to surprise everyone. This is what the world calls a tyrant. Is this a tyrant? Whoever believes it, I don’t believe it.

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