"Don't worry, girl. What are you looking for? Tell grandpa?" Ye Xiutian asked quickly.
"A box, made of wood, so big..."
Ling Xuewei gestured anxiously.
"Is it this?" Ye Xiutian took out something, "Don't worry, girl, you didn't lose it. It's just that you passed out. I was afraid that it would fall, so I kept it for you."
"Very good!"
Ling Xuewei almost cried with joy, holding the box in her arms and touching it carefully. The look of it as a treasure made Ye Moyan frown slightly.
"Girl, what is in this that makes you so precious?"
Even though Ling Xuewei was unconscious, she held on tightly, as if she was afraid that others would take it away. Ye Moyan still took a lot of effort to take the box away.
"Grandpa! It's the Cloud Linhua! Look, I found the Cloud Linhua!"
"What?!"
Not only Ye Xiutian, but also Yue Qing next to him was also shocked!
The box was sealed by Ling Xuewei to ensure the safety of Yunlinhua.
Ling Xuewei thought that no one believed it, so she quickly opened the box.
In an instant, a dazzling light struck, and then two ice-crystal-like cloud lilies came into view, safe and sound.
Everyone gasped.
It’s really a cloud flower!
And judging by the variety, it’s definitely a fairy!
Ye Moyan's pupils shrank, and suddenly he seemed to think of something, and his body suddenly felt cold!
Like ten thousand years of mysterious ice.
"Grandpa Magpie, do you think this is a cloud flower? Can you detoxify it? If you can... ah!"
Halfway through Ling Xuewei's words, her wrist suddenly felt painful and she was grabbed by Ye Moyan.
Ling Xuewei looked over in confusion.
"Ye Mo Yan?"
"Where did you get it?"
Ye Moyan spoke every word with a cold tone. With a cold questioning look, Ling Xuewei's eyes suddenly became sour as she looked into his cold eyes, and her heart was full of grievances.
"You brat, why are you so fierce? Don't be afraid, little girl. Tell grandpa, where did you get this lily flower?" Ye Xiutian hurriedly protected Ling Xuewei.
Ling Xuewei pursed her lips, lowered her head, and said nothing.
So what if she said it?
Anyway, he doesn’t believe her, so it’s useless to say it!
Her silence made Ye Moyan burst into anger!
The strength on her hands unconsciously increased, almost breaking Ling Xuewei's bones!
"Ah, it hurts!" Ling Xuewei shouted.
"You brat, you're hurting Wei Yatou, please let go!" Ye Xiutian wanted to pull Ye Moyan away.
But Ye Moyan was unmoved, still looking at Ling Xuewei, and said coldly, "Explain."
This tone immediately made Ling Xuewei angry!
Ling Xuewei threw Ye Moyan's hand away and yelled, "Why should I explain? You don't believe what I told you to say?! You stupid man! Get away! I won't serve you anymore!"
After saying that, Ling Xuewei pushed Ye Moyan away hard, turned around and ran away!
Ye Moyan's face immediately turned black!
He pulled the person back with his long arms, ignored Ling Xuewei's struggle, hugged her and walked towards the dense forest on the side.
"Ye Moyan, let me go!"
"You big pig's hoof!"
"If you dare to touch me, I will bite you to death..."
…
Yue Qing's face turned red after hearing this. She wanted to laugh but didn't dare, for fear that the emperor would find out. But in her heart, she silently praised her mistress's toughness.
The old man next to him was very happy, his face lit up with joy.
"Ye Lao, why do you look so happy when the master quarrels with the girl?"
"What do you guys know? If they can quarrel, it means they are about to reconcile! It's not good to be cold. Hey, you don't understand what I was whispering to you, a naughty brat!"
Yue Qing, "..."
What a knowing shot, without such a personal attack!
"Ye Lao, where did your Majesty get this Yunlinhua...where did you get it?"
His eyes fell on the box, still very surprised.
"Could it be Di Qianjue..."
"Crack!"
Ye Xiutian slapped him away!
"What are you talking nonsense about? If you don't know, don't talk nonsense! Can you say such things casually?"
"I was wrong and I won't dare to do it again..."
Yue Qing felt aggrieved, so he was also worried!
He naturally knew who Di Qianjue was, so how could he hand over Yunlinhua to the empress so easily?
"I believe the girl! She must have her own way! Before she spoke, you stopped me! If you dare to talk nonsense again, be careful, old man, I will beat you!"
Yue Qing, "..."
You have already been beaten!
******
"Ye Moyan, let me go!"
"Where are you taking me?"
Along the way, the trees became denser and denser, until they reached a rarely inhabited place, and the Night Mo Yan in front stopped.
Ling Xuewei shook off Ye Moyan, rubbed her pinched wrist, looked at the obvious bruise, pursed her lips slightly, and felt more and more wronged in her heart.
"Wronged?"
Ye Moyan's faint voice came.
Ling Xuewei lowered her head, looking like she didn't want to talk to Ye Moyan at all.
"Look up at me!"
Ye Moyan's voice was cold and oppressive.
Ling Xuewei was unmoved.
Until Ling Xuewei's chin was forcibly lifted up, and she faced Ye Moyan's dark and profound eyes.
"you……"
Ye Moyan was surprised to find that Ling Xuewei's face was already full of tears at some point.
Ling Xuewei rarely sheds tears in front of him.
Looking at her eyes that were red from crying, with pear blossoms and rain, and a bit of grievance in her resentment, like a wounded elk, Ye Moyan's heart felt as if something had hit her, causing dull pain.
For a while, the atmosphere became a little solid.
Soon, Ling Xuewei slapped Ye Moyan away with her palm, turned her head and wiped her face, "Why did you bring me here?"
There was still a hint of anger in her voice after crying, which actually made the coldness in Ye Moyan's eyes fade a bit inexplicably.
At this moment, Ye Moyan had calmed down.
His eyes fell on her, and after a moment, he said, "Tell me, where did you get that cloud lily flower?"
"You still don't believe me!! Ye Moyan, you bastard!!"
Ling Xuewei thought that Ye Moyan still didn't believe her, so she questioned her. She yelled this in anger and ran away!
Unexpectedly, Ye Moyan grabbed Ling Xuewei, spun her around, and pushed her against the tree!
The force was so strong that there was a stinging pain in her back, but Ling Xuewei couldn't care about it at the moment, "Let me go! Let go, let go!"
Ling Xuewei struggled fiercely, like an angry kitten baring its teeth and claws. Ye Moyan sighed, he clearly didn't mean this...
"If it hurts you again, I will kiss you."
Ling Xuewei opened her eyes wide and looked at Ye Moyan in disbelief, who said this expressionlessly, "You...are you still shameless? Just let go...um..."
The lips are blocked.
Now, she couldn't say a word.
Ye Moyan taught Ling Xuewei what it means to do what he says.
After a while, Ye Moyan let her go, and Ling Xuewei blushed.
"Don't blame me for not being a guest if you act like a hooligan again...well..."
