After hearing this, Ye Jinghan's eyes lit up and he stepped forward to embrace Feng Qingyu in his arms.

"Although Qing'er's method is cruel to monks, it is indeed the most reasonable method so far."

Feng Qingyu smiled.

"You are troubled by so many tedious things every day and are in the game." She stroked Ye Jinghan's face with some pain, "I haven't had a good rest during this period? Look at you've lost weight."

Ye Jinghan held Feng Qingyu's slender waist and couldn't help but rub her waist with slender fingers.

"Does Qing'er feel sorry for your husband?"

Feng Qingyu raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Nonsense, you are about to become my husband. Who do I feel sorry for you?"

Ye Jinghan smiled, bent down and hugged Feng Qingyu and walked towards the bed.

"I really haven't had a good sleep during this period. Now the most critical problem has been solved and I need to have a good rest."

"Hey..." Feng Qingyu struggled and said, "You sleep with you, I still have something to do."

However, Ye Jinghan not only did not let go, but instead hugged her tighter.

"No, you have to accompany me."

In the end, Feng Qingyu failed to resist Ye Jinghan because of his inferior strength.

But Ye Jinghan was very honest this time and fell asleep after holding Feng Qingyu.

Looking at his sleeping face, Feng Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, she didn't do anything anxious to her, otherwise she would have to go crazy again.

In order not to affect Ye Jinghan's rest, Feng Qingyu stayed motionless in his arms and fell asleep soon after.

When she woke up again, Ye Jinghan was already sitting at the table to process the official documents.

Feng Qingyu curled the corners of his lips and supported his head with one hand.

"Will you still be so busy after we get married?"

Hearing the sound, Ye Jinghan looked up at Feng Qingyu's direction, and his thin lips curled up a faint smile.

"What are Qing'er worried about?"

Feng Qingyu touched his nose and let himself lie flat, no longer looking at Ye Jinghan's direction.

"Nothing, I just ask."

He has a special identity and has a lot to consider. He is already very sincere in spending time with him, so he can't ask for more.

Ye Jinghan didn't say anything anymore, and continued to sort out the things at hand again, but the speed was a little faster than before.

...

After a night of sleep, Feng Qingyu felt refreshed.

She stretched, got out of bed with her shoes and came to the outside of the house.

Ye Jinghan looked in her direction and buried her head in continuing her affairs.

Feng Qingyu stepped under the Yuluo tree in one step, and waved his hand, Chang Gu appeared on the short table in front of her.

She held her breath and focused, and her slender fingertips gently stroked the strings.

The next moment, the melodious piano sounded throughout the space.

The sound of the piano is sometimes light, sometimes turbulent, sometimes gentle, and Feng Qingyu has also entered a mysterious state.

Soon, the breeze around her gradually rose.

The gentle wind blew her flowing skirt like a flying butterfly.

Immediately afterwards, the wind became stronger and stronger, and the leaves on the Yuluo tree were rustling by the wind, and white airflows began to appear around, which slowly gathered in the high altitude where Feng Qingyu was.

As the white airflow gathers more and more, the shape of a dragon and a phoenix gradually forms.

Seeing the movement outside the house, Ye Jinghan had stood on the aisle in the attic at some point, quietly looking at Feng Qingyu under the Yuluo tree.

At this moment, her face was like the bright moon, her white dress was fluttering, spotless, as pure and clear as the mysterious girl in the Nine Heavens.

In the sky, a dragon and a phoenix have formed, and the sound of Feng Qingyu’s fingertips is getting faster and faster. During the performance, a steady stream of rules have sank into the body of a dragon and a phoenix.

The next moment, with a roar, the dragon and phoenix flew towards not far away as if they had come alive.

With a "bang", at the end of the stream, the dragon and phoenix summoned by Feng Qingyu exploded into a huge pit.

In an instant, the holy spring water and fire koi in the stream surged towards the giant pit. In a moment, the giant pit turned into a lake.

Under the Yu Luo tree, Feng Qingyu showed a satisfied smile on her face. She put away her Changgu, got up and walked towards the lake.

The fourth style of the Nine Turns Xuanyin has finally achieved some success now.

After advancing to the God Transformation Stage, the momentum of the martial arts is much greater than before.

Ye Jinghan looked at Feng Qingyu's back, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and continued to return to the house to handle his official duties.

He had to speed up, and fortunately, after getting married, I would spend more time with her.

Feng Qingyu didn't bother Ye Jinghan. She was not idle during this period. She led Chi Xuan and Cang Ling to dig ditches, sort out the river embankment, plant trees and flowers. It took a full half month to finally sort the lakeside into a resort.

At this moment, Feng Qingyu was lying in the lounge chair under the grape trellis pavilion by the lake, shaking the lounge chair slightly, and sometimes reached out to take a sweet and juicy grape from the small coffee table beside him and stuffed it into his mouth. It was so comfortable.

The wooden floors paved under the grape trellis were purchased by her specially from the Imperial Palace.

She laid the whole lake on the lawn and planted clusters of unique small flowers. Because the space is rich in spiritual energy and the roots are stained with holy spring water, it grows very well.

In the lake, the fire koi swim happily.

The lake opposite was planted by phoenixes and floral trees all over the mountains, colorful and colorful.

Lying in her position, you can see the beautiful scenery in the space.

"Sister, you're so beautiful here."

Feng Qingyu was eating grapes when suddenly he heard a sound behind him.

She looked back at Xing and then pointed to the recliner next to her: "You can sit too."

Xing nodded and sat down on the recliner.

"Sister, when will I get out from here?"

Feng Qingyu glanced at him.

"Don't even think about it before you advance to the foundation-building stage."

Xing Hui listened to Feng Qingyu's words and looked down at his hands that were holding each other.

"Can sister help me advance to the foundation-building stage earlier?"

Feng Qingyu swallowed the grapes in his mouth and looked at Xinghui with a serious expression.

"You are so anxious to leave because you are uncomfortable here?"

Xinghui waved his hand immediately.

"Of course not. Sister, don't misunderstand it. It's very good. I like it very much, but I suddenly remembered that there are some important things in Tianji Pavilion, and I still haven't had time to take them away." He looked at Feng Qingyu carefully, "When I take the things, I'll go back to my sister?"

As if he had thought of something, Xinghui said again: "But if my sister is worried about me, I can leave, I can't leave either."

He knew that Feng Qingyu protected him for his own good, but now he cannot relax. Although he did not make divination during this period, he had a premonition that his sister would face in the future was getting bigger and bigger.

And he also needs to become stronger and stronger in order to be used by his sister.

Looking at Xinghui's cautious appearance, Feng Qingyu felt a little guilty for no reason.

She wanted to protect him, but she could not control his freedom.

Just like she loves freedom.

"Okay." She smiled and nodded, "When I build the foundation for you, you can go back to Tianji Pavilion."

Xing Hui looked up at Feng Qingyu, and light flashed in his dark eyes.

"Thank you sister!"

After he said that, he stood up with excitement on his face and ran towards the distance.

Feng Qingyu looked at Xing Hui's brisk steps and smiled helplessly and shook her head.

This child is really easy to satisfy.

...

On the second day, Feng Qingyu began to build the foundation for the star return.

Building the foundation means that every step is indispensable from skin and flesh to muscles and bones, and then to the dantian.

In order for him to advance smoothly in the future, Feng Qingyu was extremely meticulous.

The whole process took a month, and Xinghui felt that he had died hundreds of times, but every time, he gritted his teeth and stood up.

Feng Qingyu looked at the star in front of him, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

A ten-year-old child can do this and his patience is far beyond ordinary people.
Chapter completed!