Tuanzi looked at the two huddled together and curled his lips in disdain.
His eyes fell on Yue Qing over there.
At this moment, Yue Qing was extremely busy, leading hundreds of ice ability users to create snowflakes all over the sky.
There were also hundreds of wood-type ability users, spawning a sea of flowers all over the palace.
Those with wind abilities can blow the breeze and scatter the petals into the air.
From site selection, to layout, to his thoughts... the emperor took everything into consideration.
Even the varieties of flowers, the location of the sea of stars, and the selection of betrothal gifts, he took care of them one by one and did not let them do it for them.
Otherwise, how could you be so busy these days and not even have time to spend time with your mistress?
Especially the stars in the sky, which the emperor ordered not to be touched by anyone. But Yueqing was very puzzled, why do the stars have to be pentagonal? Aren't meteors just hard stones?
This is naturally due to Ling Xuewei, who instilled romantic thoughts in Ye Moyan whenever she had nothing to do. Otherwise, Ye Moyan would never have come up with such ideas due to his lonely temperament.
…
"Gulu..."
The sound from her stomach broke the original romantic atmosphere, and Ling Xuewei felt a little embarrassed.
Ye Moyan laughed softly.
"Are you still laughing?!" Someone became angry with embarrassment.
Ye Moyan rubbed her head and said, "Let's go, I've prepared dinner for you."
Ling Xuewei's eyes suddenly brightened, and she followed him to a high pavilion, where the lights were brightly lit, the long table was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and was filled with her favorite food.
Looking at the scene in front of me, could this be... a candlelight dinner?
Thinking of what he had said to him before, he remembered them one by one, and his heart couldn't help but feel warm.
The two sat down, surrounded by many palace attendants. In the blink of an eye, Snowball Lightning rushed up and drooled over the table full of delicious food.
Ling Xuewei was speechless. These two had just disappeared, but they jumped out excitedly when they saw the food.
"You two, no wonder you've been so mysterious these days, you've been bribed by someone?" Ling Xuewei glanced at Xueqiu and Lightning unhappily.
Ye Moyan, who was opposite him, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and took a sip of wine.
"Master Yin, we were wronged, yes, yes... He didn't let us say it!"
Lightning raised his claws and pointed at Yue Qing, who had just come up and looked confused.
Yue Qing, "..."
Who did he provoke?
Ling Xuewei is funny, this little guy is used to changing his direction according to the wind.
Ling Xuewei shook her head, "Okay, let's eat, dumplings. What you like is here, come here."
As she said this, she waved to Tuanzi over there. Tuanzi glanced at her mouth, turned her head arrogantly, then slowly walked over and sat down.
"Master Yin, you only see it and don't care about me and Lightning. We are angry!"
"That's right! The Lord doesn't like us anymore!"
The two little guys were acting coquettishly and cutely. Ling Xuewei gave one of them a slap in the face and said, "Sit still, I won't be able to stop your mouths even if you eat!"
After being scolded, the two immediately shrank, and the dumpling next to them was gloating about their misfortune.
Ye Moyan looked at the noisy scene on the table, and a warm current flowed through his heart.
The palace servant waiting nearby accidentally saw the emperor smiling, and immediately shook his hand, and the tray fell directly to the ground, making a loud noise.
I originally thought that he would definitely die this time, but to my surprise, the emperor did not deal with him. After a long time, the man still did not react.
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After dinner, study.
Ling Xuewei was a little troubled with the long list.
She had already placed the key in the space. After all, she felt at ease only there.
Thirty-six treasures, how many are there? However, Fanxu has gone through thousands of years and naturally has a profound foundation, which is not comparable to ordinary powers.
But later, when she saw how big the warehouse was, she felt that poverty really limited her imagination. A warehouse can be compared to a small city. What is the concept? Could this man have some misunderstanding about the warehouse?
Of course, this is all a story for later, let’s not mention it for now.
"What are you thinking about?" Ye Moyan hugged Ling Xuewei.
"I'm wondering how to deal with this thing." Ling Xuewei stared at the Feng Yin in front of her with a headache.
"Now that I've given it to you, just keep it, what else can you do?"
Ling Xuewei rolled her eyes at him, "That's easy for you to say."
This was not a simple 'Phoenix Seal', it was something that could command the three armies of Fanxu and Xu and make countless people crazy. How could she not worry?
If everyone in the world knew that she had such a thing, why wouldn't they come together to attack her?
"By the way, if you give me the Phoenix Seal, will the old man object?"
Of course he is against it.
But who can influence Ye Moyan's decision?
"Of course I won't object." Someone opened his eyes and told lies.
"Oh, that's good."
Everyone in the darkness said, "..."
Putting the treasure in the box and storing it in the space, Ling Xuewei looked at him and suddenly rolled her eyes, "Actually, I want one more thing..."
"What?"
Ling Xuewei stepped forward and said, "Can you tell me whether you agree or not first?"
The little girl had a "I have a conspiracy" expression on her face, but Ye Moyan still said, "Okay."
As long as it was what Ling Xuewei wanted, no matter what it was, he would be happy to do so.
"I want this."
Ling Xuewei found a piece of paper from somewhere and shook it. When Ye Moyan saw this, his expression froze slightly.
That paper had the image of Ling Xuewei drawn on it.
