Yao Yue stood up and walked quickly to the door, paying close attention to the development in the mirror.

"Yao Yue" began to take off her clothes, and the other shoulder was also exposed. Her snow-white and crystal back was looming among the black hair, and the lines were so beautiful that it almost took people's breath away.

Even Yao Yue herself was shocked.

Because of the accumulated cold in her body, she wore relatively thick clothes all year round and was wrapped so tightly that she was almost never exposed.

Just because the back is like this, I don’t know what the front is like.

Yao Yue immediately stared at Ming Yu's expression, but saw...

His face was expressionless, and there was no wave in his lavender eyes, as if he had not seen anything.

Yao Yue narrowed her eyes slightly, what kind of expression is this? It shouldn't be this reaction, right?

On the other side of the corridor, Emperor Susheng walked over with his hands behind his back, a special smile on his lips.

"Lord Zangetsu, is this play good?"

Yao Yue sat back on the chair and responded calmly, "What is this?"

"Oh? Master Zangetsu is not satisfied?"

Yao Yue's eyes sharpened, "The male protagonist is too girly, the heroine is too arrogant, her lines are artificial, and her acting skills are too poor. Even the Emperor of Heaven would be embarrassed to show off such a playbook. Tomorrow, come to our Linyuan, and I'll show it to you.

Judging from how our Demon King treats others, the Concubine is even more gentle and considerate. The couple will definitely receive you very well!"

Yao Yue deliberately bitten these three words "husband and wife", for fear that Emperor Susheng would not be able to hear them.

The smile on Emperor Susheng's face remained unchanged, "I heard that Lord Zhanyue decided on the Demon Lord's concubine?"

Yao Yue shook her head, "The concubine was chosen by the Demon Lord himself. After all, how can she not be in line with her own wishes if she sleeps next to her every day? What do you think?"

The Emperor's face darkened, and his smile could no longer be disguised.

"Since Master Zhanyue is not satisfied with this play, why don't you perform it yourself and let me see what Linyuan's good play is!"

He suddenly opened his hand, and Yao Yue felt her soul being sucked back quickly.

When she came to her senses, she heard herself moan clearly.

"Ah Yue, put on your clothes. You will catch the cold."

Mingyu's clear and clear voice was as steady as water, without a trace of tremor, like the fresh wind from the icy sea blowing in his face, turning into cool mist.

However, her whole body seemed to be surrounded by fire now, and the flames were burning crazily. The coolness brought by that little bit of coldness was undoubtedly a drop in the bucket, attracting higher flames and craving for more comfort.

Her hands didn't obey her orders, and even the words she spoke made people feel numb all over, "But Ah Yue is so hot, Mingyu, hug me, hug me."

Yao Yue almost cried.

The medicinal properties of Huanxiang were too overbearing, and she was completely unable to compete with it. It was like being roasted on a fire or fried in oil, and every inch of her skin wanted to be exposed to the air and freed from all constraints.

"Ah Yue, Ah Yue, don't cry. I'll take you away right now."

Suddenly someone hugged her waist, and she felt a lightness all over her body. Yao Yue was picked up by Mingyu, and the black robe wrapped her tightly.

Yao Yue didn't know where to go, so she could only hug Mingyu's waist tightly.

Woo woo woo...

Sobbed helplessly.

The water spirit she practiced was so hot that her life was worse than death.

She swore in her heart that the old phoenix had better not fall into her hands, otherwise she would make his life worse than death!

"Mother, mother..."

A clear voice came to his ears, which seemed to be Huan Lang's voice. Yao Yue was so excited that he immediately got out of his wandering state and woke up.

Huan Lang was lying on the edge of the bed. When he saw his mother waking up, he happily jumped towards her, with nine furry tails spread out like a feather fan.

Yao Yue tried her best to sit up, her whole body seemed to have been run over and then rejoined together. Every part of her body felt wrong, and every move made her feel sore.

Holding Huan Lang in his arms, he realized that he was lying on the bed in Xuehun Palace.

"Mom, are you feeling unwell?"

Yao Yue's brows did not relax, so Huan Lang thought that Yao Yue was unwell or had an old illness.

Yao Yue shook her head and smiled at Huan Lang, "Nothing."

However, Huan Lang jumped out of Yao Yue's arms, "Mother has slept for so long this time, so we can't underestimate her. Huan Lang will find someone to come and take a look at her."

His four short legs were all white and fluffy. He ran very fast and quickly disappeared outside the threshold.

Yao Yue closed his eyes to meditate.

After a while, I heard the sound of slow and unhurried footsteps.

Yao Yue opened her eyes and saw Mingyu in black clothes standing beside the bed, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand.

Smelling the bitter medicinal smell, Yao Yue turned away and said, "Take it away."

She was afraid of bitterness and liked sweetness, so she always stayed away from these medicines. Even if she took medicine, she would have someone make it into pills, which were better for her throat than decoctions.

Mingyu walked out.

Two hours later, when Mingyu came in again, he was holding a tray, three or five black pills, a plate of peach blossom cakes and a cup of lotus dew.

"Your body has accumulated cold energy, so you must take good care of yourself. If you don't take better care of yourself, I'm afraid it will become more and more uncomfortable in the future."

Ming Yu spoke softly and carefully delivered the pills to Yao Yue's hand. After she drank it, he immediately offered He Feng Dew so that she could swallow it smoothly, and finally the peach blossom cake.

Yao Yue took a big bite in her mouth without any politeness, until it filled her entire lips, she felt that the bitter taste that seemed to be there was finally gone.

"How did I get back?"

After eating three pieces of peach blossom cake in a row, Yao Yue leaned on the bed with satisfaction. Mingyu stood up spontaneously and put two pillows behind her waist so that she could lean on her more comfortably.

Mingyu did these actions of serving people very naturally, and Yao Yue didn't find it strange.

"You don't even remember?"

Mingyu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Yao Yue's eyes were half closed, she had eaten and drank enough, and always felt like sleeping.

"Remember what?"

Her voice lowered and her eyes closed.

In a daze, Yao Yue felt a pair of hands suddenly pick her up, lay her flat on the pillow, and press the quilt into her.

A sigh fell in my ears vaguely.

Yao Yue was too sleepy, and sleep soon swallowed her up.

When I woke up again, the person sitting next to the bed was Yan Huan.

Yan Huan's head hung slightly, her palm-sized face hidden in her long purple hair. She didn't know what she was thinking, not even when Yao Yue woke up.

Yao Yue stared at Yan Huan for a long time, and finally remembered all the things that happened in Jiutian.

"Huan'er."

Yan Huan woke up suddenly, "Auntie, are you awake?"

Yao Yue hummed.

Yan Huan's face was full of worry, "How come my aunt suddenly fainted after being so fine?"

Yao Yue forced herself to sit up. It was the evening in Linyuan, the golden crows were hanging in the west, and the golden warm light was lazily shining on the carved windows.

She looked at it seriously, and Yan Huan thought that her aunt had just woken up and was still a little confused, so she waited quietly without speaking, not to disturb her aunt's meditation.

After a long time, Yao Yue suddenly withdrew her gaze, her eyes like daggers, directed towards Yan Huan's face, "Who is Huan Lang's father?"

Yan Huan pursed her lips and smiled, her red eyes lowered slightly, "Auntie is so weird today, why did you think of asking this question?"

Yao Yue looked at Yan Huan silently with her eyes for a long time.

Yan Huan realized that Yao Yue's words this time were not a sudden thought. She blinked and said cautiously, "Auntie, could it be said that you have already remembered the past?"

Yao Yue shook her head.

Yan Huan shook his head helplessly, "Auntie, you don't know, and Huan'er doesn't know either. I wasn't with you for a while, and besides, I was still young at that time, so I can't remember."

Yao Yue no longer struggled with this issue, "Why did Mr. Fox Mingyu suddenly form an alliance with us? That day, you and he talked all afternoon in your main hall. What did you say?"

Before Yan Huan had time to speak, voices suddenly came from the outer hall. Huan Lang's laughter was as clear as a bell. He had been lying on the bed for many days. It was rare to see him laughing and laughing again. Both Yao Yue and Yan Huan's eyebrows relaxed, but

I don't want to hear another man's voice suddenly.

"What you did just now is nothing. After you go back, if you can make your mother take another medicine, I will teach you other spells."

"Mom doesn't like taking medicine, so you are making things difficult for me."

"If you want to learn something, how can you do it if you are afraid of difficulties?"

Huan Lang's voice paused and he simply said, "Okay!"

They pushed open the door and entered, but they didn't expect to meet the eyes of Yao Yue and Yan Huan.

Huan Lang immediately covered his eyes with his two fleshy paws, turned around and hid in Mingyu's arms.

Mingyu didn't have any embarrassment, and kept a slight smile on his lips, "The Demon Lord is also here."
Chapter completed!