Leng Rutong attached to Ye Fengya's ear and whispered: "She hates it very much, but she can't kill her."

Ye Fengya looked at Hua Xier with confusion in her eyes: "Why can't you kill?"

"Because she has a very high martial arts skills, you can't beat it." Leng Rutong was too lazy to explain to him. If she really explained this, she would probably explain it until tomorrow morning, one question would appear, such as what is hatred, why did he have hatred, why did he hate those people, what is the Blood Killing Sect?

Leng Rutong felt overwhelmed when she thought about it, so she simply gave him the simplest answer.

"Oh..." Ye Fengya was honest now. Even the fierce woman in front of her said that she had high martial arts skills, so she must be very high. He fully endorsed the practitioners who knew the practice.

"Miss Hua, is your husband's problem very difficult?" Leng Rutong turned to Hua Xier and asked again. She couldn't see Hua Xier's expression, and didn't know what she was thinking.

Hua Xier glanced at her: "Let me see who you are." Then the cross in her hand attacked her without hesitation. Leng Rutong subconsciously flashed aside and roared angrily: "What are you doing?"

You must not let the witch touch you casually, and what if you want a spell to swollen?

"The reaction was quite fast, unlike a daughter of the Gao family." Hua Xier expressed her suspicion.

"Of course, the original Leng Rutong has long died, I was reborn." Leng Rutong did not intend to hide it from her.

"Ah... You said Leng Rutong is dead, then you are not my wife?" Ye Fengya was listening and interrupted quickly. He said, how could he marry such an ungenital lady? Sometimes he was very afraid of her. Wouldn't he suffer when he married this lady?

Leng Rutong glared at him: "Shut up, women talk, men don't interrupt."

Ye Fengya showed a crying expression. Why is this woman so fierce to him? (She doesn't remember your amnesia, but she should thank God if she can care about her)

"It's all for me to find out." Hua Xier didn't plan to let Leng Rutong go, and then he looked at Leng Rutong again. Leng Rutong's cold eyes sank: "Miss Hua, this is the heavenly prison, I don't want to fight with you here. I will tell you what you want to know."

"Who knew what you said was true or false." Hua Xier snorted coldly and continued to attack her. Leng Rutong dodged left and right to avoid her. In terms of her quick attack, she could not lose to Hua Xier. She lost in the competition with ancient masters because she lost in the internal strength.

Ye Fengya looked at the two women in front of her and suddenly started fighting, but she stood on Leng Rutong's side naturally: "That shameful woman bullies my wife, be careful that I will chop you up."

Leng Rutong thought, he was indeed a blood killer, and he used to kill people to cut off his characters.13acv.

Hua Xier disdained: "Just like you are now in a down-and-out manner?"

Ye Fengya was angry at her words, and she shattered the iron shackles again with both hands and palmed her in the air: "Slash you."

Hua Xier hurriedly flashed to the side and glared at him in disbelief: "Pengqi, how dare you attack me?" Her voice was filled with arrogant arrogance, as if she was so unforgivable that she would be chopped off.

Of course Leng Rutong knew where her arrogance came from, so she quickly spoke out for Ye Fengya: "Miss Hua, he has lost his memory and doesn't remember who you are, so he will naturally attack you."

"Hmph, even if he loses his memory, he should be afraid of me. The reason why he dares to attack me seems to have been relieved." Hua Xier snorted coldly, feeling a little unwilling to accept it. There was also Empress Xiaode who had not killed him, so why did he resolve his hatred?

It’s okay if you solve it, but Ye Fengya has lost her memory. Do you want to say goodbye to Wanlai’s hatred completely?

"What did you say? His hatred was resolved?" Leng Rutong called out in surprise. She had just been worried that blood red was a bad omen, but she didn't expect that what she heard was ecstatic news. What was more happy than lifting the hatred.

"It's solved." Hua Xier answered her affirmatively, but her eyes kept looking at her through the veil: "Are you a beauty?"

Leng Rutong looked at her in confusion: "What kind of beauty?"

"Only Namei can crack the witchcraft of our flower clan."

"No..." Leng Rutong told her affirmatively that as for why she could not be cursed by the witchcraft of their flower clan, she didn't want to know the reason. As long as Ye Fengya curse was lifted, it would be a blessing.

Leng Rutong happily threw herself into Ye Fengya's arms: "Dear, there is no curse. You are a normal person, and there is no more thing to threaten you."

Ye Fengya didn't understand why she was suddenly so happy, but she still let her hold her, and her mood was also infected by her and showed a charming smile.

Hua Xier glanced at Leng Rutong again and went out without saying a word.

"Hey, you're waiting for me outside, I have something to talk to my husband." Leng Rutong shouted at Hua Xier, turned her head and said to Ye Fengya, "You are the prince, do you know?"

Ye Fengya nodded obediently.

"It's the dead Ye Xianghao, your father, who wants you to inherit the throne."

Ye Fengya widened her black pupils: "Really, I can go out from here?"

"No, you must wash away your grievances. What I am talking about now is not what I want to ask you now is that he left Yi Zhao and asked you to inherit the throne, but if you want to marry three concubines, will you accept it?" Leng Rutong looked at him faintly: "Before you answer, I want to tell you that when I married you, we had an oath, you can only have me as a wife."

Ye Fengya frowned slightly: "What do you mean is that if I accept the throne, I will betray my oath to you?"

Leng Rutong nodded: "It's theoretically. But now you have lost your memory, and I don't know how I want to choose. So I want to hear your thoughts." Although he has amnesia, his IQ is still there, so he must have his thoughts.

"Then my father is a little confused. Even though I know this is the case, why do you still leave such a Yi Zhao?" Ye Fengya did not answer her, but complained that Ye Xianghao came.

"Because he felt that the emperor had to have three palaces and six courtyards, and branches spread out. In other words, the emperor was a stallion, specially sowed seeds for women in the harem." Leng Rutong said disdainfully.

Ye Fengya was quite disgusted with her words and frowned: "Then I don't want to do it anymore. But didn't you say you wanted to take it back to the country? If you don't do it, you'll give it to others."

Leng Rutong blinked and looked at him: "You really don't plan to ask for this throne?"

Ye Fengya shrugged: "I don't care, I don't care even if I stay in this prison. Isn't you the one who said this?"

Leng Rutong sighed: "You are so nice. You have forgotten everything and you can ignore it. I feel sorry for me and I want to come and ask you what you think, but you have no idea!"

Ye Fengya shook her head: "I don't have any ideas. I think I will do my best. Since I promised you, I must do it, but I did not promise Ye Xianghao to be the emperor, so I can give up."

Leng Rutong gently stroked his face: "I don't know if you should be happy or sad when you answer like this. Do you believe everything I say?"

Ye Fengya nodded: "Aren't you my wife? Who do you believe if you don't believe it?" And he thought that he would promise her such a vow, and he must have liked her very much in the past.

Leng Rutong felt uncomfortable about Ye Fengya's answer. Finally, she really said four words: "You kid is so sensible." Damn it! If you want to be so bloody, why did she feel that she has become Ye Fengya's only support, so he relies entirely on himself.

I can’t see any love at all. The love she wants... How long have they been together? It has gone from love to family affection!

Ye Fengya raised her hand and knocked her violently: "What nonsense? Although I have lost my memory, my age has not changed." After he scolded him, he stroked her belly with his big palm: "I am his father."

"How did you know there is a child?" Leng Rutong looked at him suspiciously.

Ye Fengya's eyes were clear: "Didn't you threaten me that day and not let my child recognize me as a father? I just lost my memory and my mind was fine." Ye Fengya gently stroked her lower abdomen, but her breathing became deeper.

He suddenly grabbed her waist and put on his red lips domineeringly to get the fragrance on her lips.

Ru said with a sound. Leng Rutong looked at him with his eyes open, and just said that it turned into family affection, why did he become a beast again? Ye Fengya was not just a kiss this time. His big palm penetrated into Leng Rutong's clothes and continued to penetrate deep into her bellyband and stroked her pear without any gentleness.

Leng Rutong felt a pain and made a gesture to push him away, her lips overflowed with delicate slight pain: "It hurts...you hurt me."

Ye Fengya was really just amnesia, and she was quite normal in other aspects, especially her primitive reaction to Leng Rutong's body. She felt out of control whenever she touched her. He said domineeringly: "You are my wife. I can listen to you whatever you say, but you have to satisfy me."

Leng Rutong rolled her eyes. He was doing an equivalent exchange.

"It's okay to satisfy you, but it's not like this day prison, there are no chairs or beds. The floor is so dirty, you can't stand it! Um..." Leng Rutong held the head buried in her chest and screamed out involuntarily.

Ye Fengya raised her pitiful handsome man: "I have been enduring it for several days."

"You have been tolerant for more than twenty years, but how many days can't you stand it?" Leng Rutong pushed him away and quickly tidied up her clothes: "I tell you, I am not the object of your venting physiology. Unless you come back with your feelings for me, don't think of me satisfying your beast."

Ye Fengya touched her head: "But I really can't remember it." If he couldn't recover his memory in his life, wouldn't he have to abstinence for the rest of his life, and he would be crazy.

"I'm not in a hurry, think slowly." Leng Rutong turned around and walked out of the prison with anger. It was right that he had a desire for her body, but that was just an instinctive reaction of the body. If he didn't know that he loved her in his heart, then such behavior made her feel that she was just helping him solve the problem and she couldn't do it.

Even though she was very eager, she would never compromise on the combination of the two in this situation.

Ye Fengya looked at Leng Rutong's departure back and scratched her head with her hands. He couldn't remember it, and his mind was blank. He couldn't remember what kind of person he used to be. He couldn't remember how important this woman was to him.

But he knew that this woman must have a fatal influence on him, otherwise he would not lose control for her. When he saw her being bullied, he wanted to protect her. How could he get back everything he had forgotten?

After leaving the prison, Hua Xier was actually waiting for her outside the prison.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Leng Rutong nodded to her.

"I'm waiting for you to tell you that Empress Xiaode must die." Hua Xier still remembers the leaked fish on the list of hatred.

"Don't worry, without the control of hatred, we will settle the score with her, you don't need to worry about this." Queen Xiaode's actions will be getting bigger and bigger, and she will seek death by then.

Hua Xier stood there and was silent for a while, and finally said, "Peng Qi's hatred was relieved, and amnesia was truly liberated for him. Maybe this is the reward God gave him."

She said with some emotion: "I watched Chong Qi grow up. He is the destined star of Tiansha. I thought he would live alone like me in his life. As a result, he met you. Although I don't like you, I still thank you for bringing him hope. In this way, I can retire."

After Hua Xier said that, she turned around and left without giving Leng Rutong any chance to speak. Perhaps she had never said such sensational words and she left in a particularly panic.

The witch seems to be a tragic identity.

Leng Rutong sighed and walked towards the backyard. Xiaobi followed and said, "The imperial concubine, the white-weaving black beast sent a signal, and they returned to the stronghold."

"Well, I'll go back later. I'll go and meet Duan Zhengchong first."

In the backyard, Duan Zhengchong also happened to walk out and saw Leng Rutong quickly came up: "I have met the Seventh Princess."

Leng Rutong nodded lightly: "Mr. Duan, can I take a look at the short dagger that assassinated the emperor?"

Duan Zhengchong nodded: "Of course. I will call the master to present it immediately. The Seventh Princess will sit in the room first." But he felt sorry for his heart, how could he say it was impossible?

After a while, the master brought the sharp dagger that assassinated Ye Xianghao. The blood on it had dried up, wrapped in brocade, and put it in an anti-corrosion sandalwood box. The dagger was preserved very well, basically as it was at the scene of the case. Leng Rutong sighed at Yin Tianfu's ability to do business.

"I can pick it up and take a closer look." Leng Rutong looked up and asked Duan Zhengchong.

Duan Zhengchong winked at the master: "Of course, but you have to wrap the brocade."

The master quickly handed over the brocade, Leng Rutong took it, wrapped the dagger and took it out, observed it carefully for a while, and asked seriously: "No one else except the murderer should have touched this dagger, right?"

Duan Zhengchong shook his head: "If the Seventh Prince was not the murderer, he might have touched him."
Chapter completed!