The quiet inner garden began to get busy. The low threshold was stepped on by the little feet one after another. A wave of maids came in and out. Yi Xiaorou watched them carry pots of clean water in, and then she walked out with basins full of blood. The clean towels were replaced one by one. Everyone's face was full of seriousness, and the atmosphere in the entire palace was temporarily depressed.

Yi Xiaorou lowered her eyes, her lips opened again and again. After all, she resisted trying to hold someone to ask about the situation inside, and she was afraid that it would cause trouble.

Nalan Mufeng looked at her reaction in his eyes and sighed softly. He had always been standing behind her. At this moment, he leaned over and hugged Yi Xiaorou's thin body in his arms, pressed his chin against her head and rubbed his hand gently. His hand also held Yi Xiaorou's hand, trying to warm her cold palm, "It's okay with you, there is no need to blame yourself."

His tone was unexpectedly gentle, and his low voice seemed to have endless magic power, just to take care of Yi Xiaorou's emotions.

"Even if she is pitiful, don't forget your own body. You should take care of yourself the most at this moment." Nalan Mufeng turned Yi Xiaorou's stiff body over and faced him, and gently stroked her cheek with his big palm. "Follower, don't waste too much energy on irrelevant things, that's unnecessary, do you know?"

Yi Xiaorou pursed her lips and stared at Nalan Mufeng with her eyes. From the bottom of her eyes, she only saw her own appearance.

"Why do you believe me?" Yi Xiaorou asked.

Nalan Mufeng was amused by Yi Xiaorou's straight look and there were not many questions that were concealed.

"I just know that you will never do such a thing!"

Yi Xiaorou was silent for a long time before nodding and responding.

"You'll be good like this." Nalan Mufeng chuckled, and the shimmering phoenix eyes were filled with starlight, which was even more confusing.

From the sun rises to the sunset, the sky is completely covered by night, and the cold crescent moon hangs on the heads of the trees.

The moving royal palace became quiet. Nalan Mufeng was behind Yi Xiaorou, pressing her behind her back and constantly transmitting spiritual power, allowing Yi Xiaorou's body to remain warm in this cold night.

The closed door suddenly rang out. With a creaking sound, the depressed young man slowly crossed the threshold. But when his eyes fell on Yi Xiaorou who was sitting quietly, his red eyes were completely filled with blood. Without saying a word, Zi Ling sacrificed a long sword and headed towards Yi Xiaorou.

Nalan Mufeng reacted quickly. He immediately blocked Yi Xiaorou and a black protective cover floated in front of him. Before Zi Ling could get close to him, he was shaken away by the protective cover. When his body hit the wall, he barely stood firm, but a trace of blood still oozed from the corner of his mouth.

The holy realm and the divine realm are ultimately different.

Zi Ling stared at Nalan Mufeng hatefully, and his chest under his big palm was aching faintly. He gritted his teeth, his eyes showed murderous intent, and his heart was full of unwillingness, "Yi Xiaorou, you can only hide behind a man. You vicious woman, you are very scheming and let all the men in the world be your guns!"

"Since you dare to kill Xiao Jian, don't hide behind him as a turtle, you have the ability to come out and fight me one-on-one!"

"Swish!" Nalan Mufeng snorted softly, and was about to refute, but Yi Xiaorou pulled the corner of his clothes. Nalan Mufeng was stunned, but heard her say, "I'll solve it myself."

Nalan Mufeng frowned and said nothing, but his expression on his face turned mute and disagreed.

"I can do it myself." Yi Xiaorou raised her eyes, her eyes were open, and she looked particularly dazzling in this night.

Nalan Mufeng shook his head and smiled helplessly, "Be careful."

With eyes facing each other, the two looked like golden boys and jade girls. The atmosphere looked particularly harmonious and dazzling.

Zi Ling's face became more and more ugly. He used the method of provoking the general, and the result was as he wished, but his heart was like countless ants gnawing, numb, itchy and painful.

He curled his lips and pretended to be disdainful. His subordinates gathered spiritual power to attack Yi Xiaorou, but was suppressed by Yi Xiaorou's eyes.

Yi Xiaorou stood there, her spiritual power suddenly surged. For a moment, her spiritual power stayed at the edge of the divine realm. She shook her head, Yin Yin was not as tall as Zi Ling, but her eyes made people feel like she was looking down at an ant, arrogant and arrogant, "Without him, you are not my opponent."

"…………” Zi Ling.

Nalan Mufeng kept covering his mouth and laughing secretly.

"Also, she is going to fall down by herself, and I don't have the time to harm her. It's not me who you are looking for avenge."

Zi Ling was originally a little confused by Yi Xiaorou's extraordinary strength, but when she heard Yi Xiaorou's later words, she couldn't help but scold, "You fart!"

"Xiao Qian confessed to me. So what if she said you are a heresy without parents? That's the truth. You are so narrow-minded that you kill a pregnant woman. She is your childhood playmate. Have you forgotten how kind to you when you were a child?!!"
Chapter completed!