Leng Rutong breathed gently, feeling the warmth of the sunshine, and suddenly she felt relieved. She struggled to get out of Ye Fengya's arms: "Let me go, it's okay, that room is so evil, why does it feel so cold?"

Ye Fengya stretched out her palm and grabbed her tenderness. After confirming that her hand was a little warmer, she gently put down her breath and said relieved: "Tong'er, are you okay?"

"Well, it may be as Master said. The Feng Shui problem in the room has been closed for so long after all." Leng Rutong shrugged without any worries, and the uneasiness in her heart disappeared. She smiled gratefully at Ye Wangchen: "Uncle Master, thanks to you coming, otherwise I will turn into an ice corpse."

Ye Wangchen looked at her thoughtfully: "Is it really okay?"

"It's gone... it's completely gone." Leng Rutong turned around exaggeratedly, and Ye Fengya rubbed her head: "Tong'er, if you do something like this again, I will collapse. You must be fine."

Ye Fengya closed her eyes and wanted to drive away the fear in her heart quickly. The fear that just now would take his life. He was so scared that she was afraid that Tonger would disappear into his palm and wipe away the smoke. This was impossible, but for some reason, such thoughts emerged from his heart.

Leng Rutong interrupted his big palm: "Don't think that if you say this, I won't want to divorce you. Hurry up and put my wife's letter to me, otherwise I will be in court tomorrow."

Ye Fengya shook her head firmly: "Impossible. If Duan Zhengchong dares to sentence me, I dare to kill him." What happened just now made him deeply sure that no one could separate him from Leng Rutong, even Tong'er could not do it. Tong'er was his whole body. Without her, he could not breathe.

"If you dare to kill him, I will leave." Leng Rutong glared at him. Did he understand the meaning of separation? Even if she is not his wife, he can still treat her as a wife. Why do you have to have that relationship?

"Tong'er..." Ye Fengya's heart trembled, and the fear that had just disappeared surged into her heart again: "Tong'er, don't say such things."

"Then you send my wife's letter to me. Could it be that I am not your wife anymore? I am not your wife anymore? You won't be as good to me as you are now?" Leng Rutong looked at him tightly and forced him to give herself an answer.

Ye Fengya took a step back: "It is impossible to send a letter to his wife. You are mine, you will always be."

Leng Rutong shook her head: "Forget it, it's useless to tell you that these things are in vain. You can't make any mistakes in dealing with Taifu Ning tonight. Phantom, go to Taifu's Mansion to explore the situation now. Don't let them know the situation and hide the people."

The response of the phantom came from the corner, and a gust of wind passed by, and the phantom had already emerged from the Baihua Tower.

Ye Wangchen had not spoken aside, frowned and lowered his head to think deeply. What he was worried about was not Leng Rutong, but Ye Fengya. He had completely lost his mind just now and wanted to kill him. Why is this? He thought that even if he killed Ye Fengya, Ye Fengya would not have any tricks on him, but just now he just stopped him from counting his destiny, so he attacked himself.

If Leng Rutong hadn't grabbed him, he would have really taken action. If Tong'er had really separated from him, wouldn't the situation just now happen, and he lost his mind and began to go crazy?

"Tong'er, let's take a slower relationship with Heli first. You are not in good health now, and Uncle Heli is not very relieved." Ye Wangchen suddenly raised his head and said to Leng Rutong.

Leng Rutong opened his mouth slightly and was slightly surprised: "Uncle Master, you have turned against each other too quickly. Don't worry, I'm completely fine now, my body is very good." Leng Rutong has completely forgotten the uneasy and fear just now. Now the world is in peace, and only the lack of harmony makes Ye Fengya open up.

"Tong'er..." Ye Wangchen was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to tell her, not to mention that his suspicion was unfounded. He was considered to be the destiny of Ye Fengya. There was a great disaster in his life. He had lost his memory last time and had already passed it. He should be at peace in the future.

Thinking of this, Ye Wangchen did not insist too much, and just sighed: "I hope your decision is right." Then he turned around and left. I wonder if his Taoism was too shallow, and it could not be calculated as Leng Rutong's destiny. Leng Rutong's destiny was very superficial. She was the sun of Ye Sheng Dynasty. She was destroyed and the country was destroyed. So such a destiny would not allow ordinary people to see her destiny?

As the name suggests, the fate of heaven is a fate given by heaven. From birth to death, the fate of this life has been arranged. As long as the magical technique is calculated, one can clearly see the path a person has to take in his life. However, this kind of calculation of heaven will reveal the secret of heaven and will reduce his longevity.

Ye Wangchen calculated the fate of Ye Fengya, and he was too cold as a disciple. Although he could not see any useful information, he also touched the secret of heaven. Therefore, Ye Wangchen has no descendants until today. He will not have any more in the future.

Therefore, he regarded Ye Fengya as his son, his relative, and he took all the mistakes he made when he was young.

But why did God still refuse to let him go? He thought that Ye Fengya had passed this great disaster of killing his father, and he could retreat even after the heroes, but his memory still had such a big hidden danger.

Leng Rutong looked at Ye Wangchen's leaving figure and felt a little strange. Did Ye Wangchen feel something was wrong? Then why didn't he tell her directly?

"Tong'er, you'd better go back to the imperial palace. This place is full of dirty air, which is not good for you." Ye Fengya frowned and looked at the row of houses in the yard. Tong'er shouldn't live in such a simple place.

Leng Rutong gave him a blank look: "I don't bother to pay attention to you, either send your wife's letter or get out of here."

Although the discomfort in her heart was gone, Leng Rutong felt that she had to do as Ye Wangchen said. She really couldn't live in that room. She had to move a house close to the sun, the one on the east side.

Leng Rutong walked towards the room to the east and asked as she walked: "Xiaobi, whose room is this room?"

"Go back to the imperial concubine, this is a phantom." Xiaobi followed behind and answered obediently.

"Well, change the things and I will change the room with Phantom." Anyway, Phantom is also an Iceman, and it happens to live in that Ice room. It's better to see if the room is ice or Phantom is colder.

Ye Fengya followed in and stayed by Leng Rutong's side and did not dare to leave. Leng Rutong couldn't stand him and was afraid that the injuries on his body would worsen, so she had to let him recover from the injury in the room. After changing the room, the discomfort, uneasiness, and fear never came again.

It was indeed what Ye Wangchen said, and the feng shui in that room was in conflict with her.

As the night approached, Leng Rutong went to the kitchen and cooked a few side dishes that Ye Fengya liked to eat. He was recuperating here and had to cook and serve her, because he would despise the dishes except for the dishes made by the emperor's cook, and he could only eat a few bites.

Now that he is injured, Leng Rutong can't even care about it.

She thought, if the two of them were separated, I wonder if Ye Fengya would still be lingering at her like she is now, and would she think that the two of them are fine, so she didn't even want to see each other again? Of course, the premise is that he would really let herself leave.

Ye Fengya didn't understand whether he was love for himself or a promise between marriage.

Of course she didn't figure it out, so she wanted to look at the answer in this way, but no matter what the result was, she wouldn't blame Ye Fengya, of course she couldn't blame God. Isn't life like this? It's ups and downs, ups and downs, ups and downs, and it's life that you can taste all kinds of tastes.

She was lucky to be able to taste Ye Fengya’s only love, so she could not blame anything anymore. But this could not stop her from asking for more. People never think they are happy, right?

Phantom came back to report that everything was normal in the Taifu Mansion. I just heard that a cousin came. I don’t know which cousin it was. Anyway, he was a pretty girl.

Leng Rutong smiled: "It seems that Ning Wanwan, who is preparing for the next one."

After dinner, night fell, and the moon climbed into the east sky a little dimly. Although it was dim, it was big and round. It seemed that this full moon this year was also a super moon, and the moon on this day was closest to the earth.

Leng Rutong remembers that when the modern super moon comes, there may be tsunamis, earthquakes and other disasters on the earth. I wonder if this ancient super moon will have such an impact.

Fortunately, there is a clear starry sky tonight, with not many stars, but it is shining little by little. Leng Rutong, Ye Fengya took Xiaobi and Phantom to the stronghold of the Blood Killing Sect. Of course, Ye Fengya must have come by himself, because he was injured, so it was really inconvenient to move.

But he had already acted so much, Leng Rutong had to let him go.

Night Song City at night has lost its quietness during the day and holidays, but it has opened all the shops, because there is a full moon to kill demons tonight, with pedestrians on the streets endlessly, and the lights are bright, making the night illuminated no different from the day.

The wall leading to Yege City outside Qingfeng Street is full of imperial guards, and the road on Qingfeng Street is also crowded with people. It is impossible for the two of them to pass side by side, let alone carriages and so on.

The moon climbed higher and higher, from dull to bright, from soft to cold, illuminating the entire night sky.13acv.

Two rows of guards whizzed past the crowd, blocked a lane, and drove slowly by Ning Wanwan's prison car. The crowd shouted angrily: "Die witch, even the ten-year-old prince will not let go."

"How can the Taifu Mansion produce shameless people?"

"Kill the demon girl! The demon beast deserves to die."

The anger grew louder and louder, and all the things that should be thrown were smashed into Ning Wanwan's body. Ning Wanwan's face was ashamed, and she didn't even have the strength to raise her head. After locking up for two days, she seemed to have understood that she could no longer be able to make up for the truth. She also understood that her own father no longer cared about her.

When he arrived under the city wall, Ning Wanwan was taken out, with iron shackles on both hands and feet. The iron shackles on both feet were walking along, dragging the ground with the sound of rubbing, which was particularly strange in the dark night.
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