"Love-Wife-District."

Lan Yue looked at the three words "Flying Dragon and Phoenix" on the plaque in front of the hall, and her mouth twitched slightly.

Well, she knew where she was. It was obvious that this was the work of the inner ghost master.

Lan Yue was very suspicious that this ghost master really loved his wife to the core, or was forced to do these superficial skills by his mother-like wife.

In any case, she accidentally entered the secret palace area of ​​the senior brother!

Lan Yue was happy, and a blue light and shadow flew out from her sea of ​​energy. It was Qingfeng.

It had just made Dragon Girl so angry that it was half-expected that it ran away with satisfaction.

When he suddenly saw the familiar palace in front of him, Qingfeng's face changed drastically and was startled.

"Why...why did you come here?"

At this moment, Qingfeng thought she had returned to the past.

Thinking of the fact that he had been thrown out of the hall of his beloved wife countless times, Qingfeng was so angry that she was instantly furious.

"Xiao Feng'er, what's wrong with you? Have you been here?" Lan Yue keenly captured the meaning of Qingfeng's words.

After hearing this, Qingfeng was stunned and then realized that it was not suitable for Lan Yue to know about this now.

It smirked and said vaguely: "I have been...a few times."

"Then this place is really the palace of the Ghost Lord? Is the Beloved Wife Hall where his wife lives?" Lan Yue continued to ask.

Qingfeng nodded in a nonsense, "Maybe...probably, I came here once by chance, I don't know, haha..."

Lan Yue listened to Qingfeng's inconsistent words, knowing what it knew, but she refused to tell herself.

Even so, Lan Yue was not angry.

It was she who occupied the original owner's body, otherwise these divine beasts would have nothing to do with her, so she naturally would not be qualified to ask for more from them.

So the Beloved Wife Hall is right in front of you, and you will know it when you go in and take a look.

Seeing that Lan Yue stopped asking questions, Qingfeng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but she felt particularly sorry for Lan Yue.

Forget it, everything is for the master's return earlier. Although the Ghost Lord is an annoying ghost, his strength and love for his master are beyond doubt.

Since he has repeatedly told him that he cannot take the initiative to confess everything to his master, he should bear it.

Lan Yue stood up and walked to the door of her beloved wife's hall. Looking at the closed door, her heart couldn't help but jump up.

I won’t be able to open the door and see something scary inside…

"Owner?"

Qingfeng looked at Lan Yue standing still, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

This is the master’s bedroom before. Although they cannot tell the master anything on their own initiative, it would be better if the master is moved by the scene and thinks of something on his own!

Seeing Qingfeng urging, Lan Yue took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

A familiar fragrance came to his nose, and then Lan Yue was stunned by the scene in front of him.

In my eyes is a red sandalwood bed with perilla smoke gauze tents hanging on it and small white jade pendants with dragons and phoenixes on both sides.

There is an exquisite wood-carved beauty couch in front of the bed, with purple pillows and thin blankets casually placed on it.

The red sandalwood table is decorated with vases filled with purple sun stamens, and next to the vase is a complete set of white jade tea sets.

All of this seems strange and familiar.

Lan Yue froze there, almost thinking that she had returned to her room in Tianhua Sect.

Is this Ghost Lord’s taste so similar to her!?

Qingfeng looked at Lan Yue in a daze, and was filled with anticipation in her heart.

This is a very familiar hall of Beloved Wife. The furnishings inside are exactly what the owner looked like before leaving.

Even the thin blanket on the beauty's couch that fell to the ground without having time to clean up was accidentally dragged by the owner before leaving.

She should be able to remember something...

Lan Yue was also stunned. She stepped into the room in a daze and suddenly felt like she was a different life.

Her fingers couldn't help but stroke the smooth sandalwood table in front of her, and some blurry scenes flashed through her mind.

Only then did she realize that a painting was hanging on the wall opposite.

A hint of anxiety suddenly arose in Lan Yue's heart. She walked forward in two steps, wanting to find out.

But after rubbing her eyes several times, she found that the painting seemed to be covered with a layer of light fog, and only a purple shadow was vaguely seen.

Lan Yue suddenly remembered what Xingyi said to her. The two disciples of Tianhua Sect were kicked out of the secret realm because they praised the beautiful portraits.

She suddenly shuddered and hurriedly turned her head.

However, she did not notice that the moment she turned around, the portrait on the wall was like a flash of clouds and seeing the sun, revealing the true face of Mount Lu.

It was a woman leaning alone on the beauty's couch. Her posture was lazy and casual, her black hair was spreading like a waterfall, and she was smiling cutely at the painting man.

Her eyebrows and eyes are delicate, like the light fog in the distant mountains, her frown and smile are elegant and noble, and her exposed arm is as white as snow.

If Lan Yue looked back, she would be surprised to find that the person in the painting clearly looked exactly the same as her!

Qingfeng saw this scene and almost jumped up excitedly.

"Master, hurry..."

Qingfeng's mind was numb with excitement. She almost told Lan Yue to turn around quickly, but she heard the stern voice of the dragon girl.

"Green-haired bird! Don't ruin big things!"

Qingfeng suddenly shuddered, and the Dragon Girl's words were like a basin of cold water pouring down her head, instantly extinguishing its passion.

At this time, Lan Yue had already walked to the sandalwood bed with a perilla smoke gauze tent hanging.

Except for the red sandalwood Tianhua Sect, the decoration of this bed is exactly the same as in her room, especially the cigarette gauze tent, which she had carefully selected for a long time...

Lan Yue was thinking, and suddenly her mind began to get drowsy.

She quickly realized something was wrong, her face changed drastically, and she was about to use her spiritual energy to drive away the feeling of drowsiness when suddenly an irresistible force pushed her onto the bed.

As if suddenly falling into the softness of the clouds, the fear of nowhere to focus made Lan Yue start to struggle.

The next moment, a pair of gentle and generous hands hugged her.

"Madam, it's time to get up..."

A low and hoarse voice, with deep affection and desire, rang in Lanyue's ears.

lady……

Lan Yue turned her head in shock and unexpectedly saw Xiao Jingyao's face.

He seemed to be much more mature, and his eyebrows became more and more steady. At this time, his beautiful eyes were showing a layer of charm, and he was rubbing against her forehead intimately.

Lan Yue's face instantly turned red. Why...what is going on? Now is not the time to do such a thing...

She gently pushed Xiao Jingyao out with both hands and screamed in shame, "Yao'er!"

Xiao Jingyao was stunned when he heard this, and then a hint of ecstasy appeared on his face.

He suddenly leaned over and picked up Lan Yue.

The feet suddenly lightened, and Lan Yue was so scared that he screamed, "Xiao Jingyao, what are you doing!"

Xiao Jingyao's face was filled with a deep urgency, and he approached Lan Yue with a narrow face.

His black eyes were filled with joy, and he raised his lips slightly and said, "Madam, you only call me Yao'er at that time. Aren't you hinting at me?"

Lan Yue looked confused and asked in a daze: "Which time?"

Seeing Lan Yue's cute appearance, Xiao Jingyao couldn't help but feel excited.

He walked towards the sandalwood bed with his picturesque eyebrows and eyes lingering with charm, and said with a wicked smile: "Since my wife has forgotten, let Yao'er help you think about it carefully..."

Suddenly, under her body, and before Lan Yue could react, Xiao Jingyao had already leaned forward.

Such a clear and ambiguous weight pressed on her body, and Lan Yue suddenly understood the meaning of Xiao Jingyao's words with a "boom" in her mind.

"Madam...good lady...xiao Yue'er..."

Xiao Jingyao was moved. When the heat was sprayed on Lan Yue's face, she was so embarrassed that her whole body turned red and her hands and feet became weak.

He...they haven't reached this point yet...

"Xiao Jingyao, don't go crazy..."

Lan Yue pushed Xiao Jingyao with anger, her eyes filled with water.

"I...I'm not ready..."

Lan Yue was panicked and weak all over. Suddenly she felt her wrist being held back. Her heartbeat suddenly slammed and she shouted in annoyance: "Xiao Jingyao!"

"Master, I'm here, are you having a nightmare..."
Chapter completed!