Ye Yu curled his lips, what is this called a master? In later generations, they are probably the kind of rigid teachers who read the script according to the script. She doesn't understand that interest is the most primitive motivation for learning.

"Yu'er, what happened more than thirty years ago?" Ye Ling said in.

"The Ministry of Justice was built by Zi Yang thirty-six years ago. The thing collapsed but a strange dungeon appeared. There should be living people inside. The emperor should know something, but he was unwilling to say it."

Thirty-six years ago? Ye Ling thought about it and didn’t have her at that time.

When Ye Yu woke up, it was almost dark. He got up and sat on the bed, his eyes were confused. He calculated with his fingers and had to sleep for almost twelve hours. Thinking about the dungeon incident, he hurriedly got up. How could he enter the mysterious dungeon? This is a perfect solution.

"Yu'er, why don't you sleep for a while?"

In the outer room, Ye Ling was combing Dabai's hair. The little guy's leg injury was just recovering. He looked a little older than the previous time. His fur was white and fluffy. From a distance, he looked like a mighty lion. Dabai's blood is pure and has good character. He completely inherited the advantages of the Tibetan mastiff's "being as passionate as summer to his master and as cruel as severe winter to his enemies". She was making fun around Ye Ling.

"Mom, I have enough rest. If I fall asleep, I will become a sleeping god." Ye Yu walked to Ye Ling, picked her up and turned around several times. Ye Ling exclaimed in surprise, causing Dabai to scream at him, "Look, I am full of strength now."

Ye Ling's face was covered in darkness when he heard it.

"Young Master, are you awake?"

The knock on the door sounded, and Yingning's servant walked in. After hearing about what happened last night, she rushed over early in the morning without disturbing Ye Yu's rest, but she came over to take a look every once in a while, and her concern was overwhelming.

Ye Yu asked for a kiss, Ying Ning dodged shyly, and Mrs. Low Yan was watching from the side - let alone Daliang, even in modern society, few women can be intimate with men in front of their mother-in-law.

"Mom, Ning'er is also your wife."

Ye Yu made Ying Ning blush with one sentence, sweet and nervous. Although she didn't care about her status, which woman didn't want to marry the man she liked in a grand manner? The young master said this like this was like a promise to herself; the mother-in-law wouldn't like her? If she knew that she had done those things with her husband, would she feel that she was indulging?

Fortunately, Ye Ling didn't, so she pulled Ying Ning intimately and sat aside.

Ye Yu felt that he couldn't get into anything, and he was unwilling to be rolled by Xiaoju's eyes. This girl stubbornly thought that Ye Yu had hurt her lady, but she didn't know how to hurt her. She said to her mother, got up and walked towards Su Yue's room.

Su Yue's room was very lively, with Qian Zixuan's master and servant, Mingkong, Xiaolian, Hongxiu, Ruyan and other girls all there. Of course, this is also indispensable for the silver screen from the palace to visit Ye Yu. It is said that the tower near the water will get the moon first. The little princess found that hiding in the palace and waiting hard would not work at all. She had to beware of Su Yue, the three girls and the others.

The beakers and swallows are red and green everywhere. Ye Yu was caught up with such a scene when he entered the door.

"My husband, have you rested?" Su Yue was the first to meet him. She kissed Ye Yu's arm. Of course, there was no lack of demonstration. "Yue'er doesn't allow you to venture into the dungeon."

Su Yue's demonstration was very successful, and Qian Zixuan and others were embarrassed to come over again.

"Yue'er, how are you hurt?"

"With my husband and sister Xuan'er, how can I get serious injury?"

It's Xuan'er's sister again? Qian Zixuan gritted her teeth, but when she saw Master Ye's next move, she felt happy again.

Ye Yu didn't say anything more. He pressed Su Yue on the couch and skillfully unbuttoned her belt. It was pitiful that Su Yue was wearing neither a tight denim nor an elastic band on her pants. Without the constraints of the belt, she slid directly to her ankles.

Ye Yu slapped her two smooth buttocks, looking at the beauty of the red apple, he nodded with satisfaction, and then tied Suyue's pants as if nothing had happened.
Chapter completed!