Leng Rutong raised her eyebrows and said, "What feast? Is it related to me?"

"Well, I want to enthrone you as soon as possible and celebrate the wedding ceremony in two days."

"Have we ever got married?" Leng Rutong frowned and puzzled.

"I haven't had a courtship... so I want to re-issue it while the enthronement is enthroned." Ye Fengya was afraid that she would think too much, so she said again: "Let's go back to the room first, I'll tell you what happened before."

Leng Rutong nodded, thinking that he would not deceive himself if he was the Supreme One Nine Five.

The lights in the mansion were brightly lit, and there were palace lanterns hanging on Langfang a few steps along the way. Ye Fengya hugged her and walked very gently. The evening breeze was a little cold, and Ye Fengya spread her shawl and put a layer on Leng Rutong.

Halfway through the way, Leng Rutong remembered Xiaobi's words and asked, "How about the Phantom?"

"I'll let him rest first." Ye Fengya replied to her gently, her soft voice floating in the night sky, soft and very nice, no one could believe it. This was the cruel tyrant who made the yellow plain terrified.

"Have you encountered big trouble?" Leng Rutong asked with thought.

"Don't worry too much. I just met a master who had asked Qingdeng Jiulu to check it out carefully." Ye Fengya's hand that was buckled against her waist tightened: "Tong'er, I won't let you in any danger again."

Leng Rutong approached his chest, and she could naturally feel the man's strong desire to protect himself. He was really powerful, but if he was really a ghost sword, he could not be dealt with by being powerful.

Leng Rutong has never been afraid of anyone in her life. Even when she comes to this world of distinctive ranks and inferiors, she lives proudly and arrogantly. Only in front of Gui Sha can she be timid and afraid, feeling that her own insignificance is not only because he is a person who teaches her that power, but also because Gui Sha is too mysterious, and that such a man's anger seems to be difficult for even God to withstand.

The highest executive in KNC, no one knows his true face, no one knows his true abilities, only knows that he is unfathomable, such a person should not come to this world because of her, right? It shouldn't be.

On a wide locust tree behind the imperial palace, an extremely hidden black shadow stood between the fine branches. The moonlight shone on his body through the branches, covering him with a layer of coldness.

The black shadow looked at the pair of wall men who were carrying each other into the room, clasped their hands tightly, and a snap of their fingers to break a roof in the distance. The other flashed into the tree and disappeared, leaving only the fallen leaves on the locust tree that showed that someone was there just now.

As long as he wants, any world may be destroyed, but no matter how powerful it is, the black shadow sat on the treetops on the top of the mountain, looking at the half-tube of red potion in his hand. As long as he drinks this, he can forget that woman, a woman he has carefully cultivated, but he can't drink it, and after drinking it, he will lose nothing.

He made a cold and disdainful sound from the tip of his nose, and raised it casually, and the half-tube of red potion disappeared in the air.

This man wore a red ghost flame mask, covering most of his face. However, the exposed half of his face showed that he must be a man of extraordinary beauty, with a full face of a lotus, better than a lotus.

"Who?" A cursing sounded, and a figure in white clothes flashed under the tree. The man wearing a white veil looked up at the man on the tree: "You are looking for me?"

The black shadow nodded, lazy, seemingly casual and disdainful to answer and have to reply.

"Who are you? Why do you know where I am?" The woman in white veil was full of doubts.

The black shadow waved his hand lazily at her, and a gold medal appeared in the air. The woman suddenly became shocked and immediately bent down and saluted respectfully: "Hua Xier has seen the Lord."

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Leng Rutong was worried about what Ye Fengya said that they had not worshipped the court. The man she loved so deeply and had to find even after thousands of years was not as good as marrying her into the house. Although reasonably he was helpless, why didn't he make up for the ceremony after the curse was lifted?

It is obvious that this man didn't care about her at all. (He lost his memory later)

Leng Rutong was very unhappy about this. Even the feast in the palace was depressed. Ye Fengya felt that she had to make up for this prosperous wedding, otherwise this girl would hold a grudge and would not marry if she became popular. Then it would be useless for him to cry and shout.

That night, more than half of the ministers in the court died. In name, the rebellion of Taifu Ning and his followers. Anyone who had a relationship with Taifu Ning was killed, even Leng Rutong's father Leng Qingxiang was among them. Leng Rutong's inability to do anything does not mean that Ye Fengya would not do it.

Not only did he die, but the Lian family was also confiscated. In order to eliminate the roots, the tyrant Ye Fengya was chopped off all the tyrants like killing radishes.

So there is no one else in Leng Rutong's family except the Tang Mansion. Even Ye Mingzhu, whom she hated the most, was killed, and the second prince was hanged in the palace. For five years, Ye Wangchen had never stepped into Ye Ge City. He said that the grievance here was too heavy and the murder was too heavy, and he was even ashamed because he could not stop Ye Fengya from entering the path of demons.

Leng Rutong remembered this uncle as if he had this impression, but after thinking about it, he had no vague feeling of this person.

Ye Wangchen still came to attend the feast, still wearing a loose gray robe, walking elegantly and arrogantly, unlike the national teacher, but more like a hero from the world. Ye Wangchen stared at Leng Rutong for a while, and finally said, "Where have you been in the past few years?"

It's like a familiar friend who meets each other many years later, and he's very familiar greetings.

Leng Rutong replied lightly: "Heavenly Court." She really didn't know how to explain to these people, so she had to follow Ye Haoran's idea and make a fool of herself.

Ye Wangchen smiled, reached out and patted her head and cursed: "Nonsense."

Leng Rutong also smiled... and he got a step further with this uncle's feeling. It is said that he knew astronomy and geography, could count destiny, and could determine the number of people and heaven. Leng Rutong felt that maybe he knew something strange.

"I really went to another world." Leng Rutong answered truthfully.

"Oh...is it fun?" Ye Wangchen was obviously shocked, but then asked as if he was accustomed to home.

Leng Rutong shook her little head: "I almost couldn't come back, can it be fun?"

Ye Haoran played with Ye Qianzhi's baby princess for a while, then ran back. Seeing Leng Rutong and Ye Wangchen chatting under the treetops, and without entering the banquet, he followed curiously: "Mom."

Leng Rutong glanced at him: "Come here, call my uncle."

Ye Haoran has long been accustomed to seeing all kinds of relatives, so he came over and lowered his head and called obediently: "Uncle Master."

Ru Mei and Youxian. The childish voice of Tong Yin was a little different from the Cangsang on his face. Ye Wangchen took out a piece of white to shiny jade from his waist and handed it to Ye Haoran: "Hold it, you can't let you scream in vain."

Leng Rutong asked strangely: "What is this?"

Ye Fengya sat on the main seat of the banquet and saw the jade as white as snow in the night. She immediately threw down a bunch of ministers and ran up and asked nervously: "Uncle Master, why do you give this to Haoran?"

"I think he has a good wisdom and will definitely become a great player in the future. You have committed too much murder. It is impossible to rely on you." Ye Wangchen sighed, and a trace of loss flashed through his eyes.

Ye Haoran suddenly looked at Leng Rutong with two big eyes, not knowing whether to answer or refuse, but he felt that this heroic uncle was strange enough. He came over and threw him a treasure without saying a word. He had thoroughly studied the jade. The jade was transparent in color and had no flaws inside. It was definitely the most rare among jade fat sheep.

"Uncle Master, what do you mean?" Ye Fengya frowned slightly, and was puzzled by Ye Wangchen's actions.

Ye Wangchen smiled lightly: "It's nothing, I just calculated Haoran's destiny, and I must have done something. I have always revealed the secrets of heaven and see through the destiny over the years. God probably is time to teach me a lesson. Wudang depends on you."

Without waiting for Leng Rutong to react, Ye Haoran immediately took the jade and asked excitedly: "Is this the token of the head of Wudang?"

"Good boy, it's really smart." Seeing that he was interested, Ye Wangchen immediately laughed: "If you like to play, take it, don't just play Wudang without playing it."

Ye Fengya's eyes flashed with a hint of uneasiness, and he quickly pulled Ye Wangchen aside and asked with concern: "Uncle Master, has something big happened?" Although he killed animals arbitrarily over the years, Uncle Master once ignored him, and he no longer put anyone in the list of caring, the relationship between the two cannot be alienated. If Uncle Master has something to do, he will do his best.

Ye Wangchen rolled his eyes at him: "Do your own business well. If you have the world, you have to take good care of it and don't let people bully you. Someone must deal with the bad things you do for you."

Ye Fengya grabbed his hand and suddenly relaxed: "What's the disaster?" Uncle Master said this, it must be no trivial matter.

"It's nothing, just settle down the undead and stop fighting with the sky, you can't fight." Ye Wangchen finally patted his shoulder and said in a deep and profound manner.

Ye Fengya stared at him thoughtfully, trying to find some clues on his face, but Ye Wangchen turned around and picked up Ye Haoran: "Let's go and play chess with uncle master."

"Uncle Master is sure to play chess with me?" Ye Haoran smiled.

"I'm still afraid that you won't succeed." Ye Wangchen replied childishly.

"Will those who lose and take off their clothes come?" Ye Haoran was not willing to express his wish.

"Come..." Ye Wangchen took the challenge generously. Leng Rutong's head was covered in black and couldn't help but remind Ye Wangchen: "Uncle Master, it's cold this day. Wear more clothes before playing chess with him." Leng Rutong felt that she was so kind. She reminded her that Ye Wangchen could still be naked, no wonder she would never save her when she died. 13acv.
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