Yun Yue's breathing tightened, and he changed his words to judge the situation, "Yan Si pretended I didn't say it!"

"I have heard it for my husband." Yan Si's hands were sank into Yun Yue's mo hair, and his head turned to cover the threat and intimidation of anger and shame.

The warm jade as hard as a rock cracked layer by layer, the scorching breath swept away at will, and the sound of collapse came one after another, and dozens of bundles of scrolls on the table rolled to the ground.

One after another, the characters on the scroll were all a little girl in snow-white clothes and red-eyed eyes.

The last bundle of painting scrolls rolled beside Yun Yue. She saw the familiar figure in a daze and picked up the painting scroll to check it out.

She stroked the little girl's eyes and smiled sweetly. The accumulated anger disappeared in an instant. Yan Si's indulgence was probably caused by her indulgence, because no matter how angry she was, all the anger and dissatisfaction would dissipate before the outbreak. Every time she said she was unforgivable, she forgot every time. He took her weakness, so how could he not be able to make it easier?

I don’t know how long it took, all the books and paintings on the table rolled to the ground. Yun Yue snuggled in Yan Si’s arms and admired the scroll, motionless, and her thoughts seemed to float to the edge of a long time, and she never came back to her senses.

"Yue'er hasn't finished watching it yet? I've been so beautiful that I've been overwhelmed?" Yan Si asked quippedly.

Yun Yue slowly came back to her senses, raised her chin lightly, and said proudly: "Amn't I beautiful?"

Yan Sijuan put the scroll aside, his expression sternly, and said seriously: "Beautiful!"

Yun Yue held the scroll in her arms, not very proud, but was a little serious, "Yan Si, have Long Hao suffered any natural disasters over the years?"

"Natural disasters and man-made disasters?" Yan Si thought in confusion. After hesitating for a while, he said seriously: "No, Long Hao has been doing good weather in recent years. Why did Yue'er ask about this?"

"It's okay, just ask, what about other countries? Has there ever been natural disasters and man-made disasters in Hailan, Fengxue and Nanyi?"

"Neither, all places have been peaceful all these years."

"That's how..." Yun Yue frowned and pondered, calmly sorting out her thoughts.

Yan Si saw that Yunyue seemed to have something to do, so he asked with concern, but Yunyue always said that it was okay, and he couldn't understand her thoughts.

"Yan Si, I may need to go to the South Wing Kingdom these days. Please take care of Ling Jue for me." Yun Yue slapped her legs and quickly finished wearing it. After putting away the scroll, she explained to Yan Si what she would go next.

Yan Si lies on his side with his hands, staring at his princess who left his husband and left after a disagreement. Feng Qingyun asked indifferently: "Yue'er wants to leave her husband again?"

Yun Yue raised her eyebrows and said seriously: "When did I ever leave Yan Si? I just went out for a while. I have something important to do. Yan Si is not allowed to make trouble. Also, don't let those people follow me anymore. If Yan Si is worried, I will ask my people to follow me, which is absolutely safe."

Yan Si gently tapped the edge of the bed and said leisurely: "Don't Yue'er thinks it would be safer to let her husband follow you?"

"Don't think!" Yun Yue refused without hesitation and said firmly: "Yan Si is not allowed to follow. You are too conspicuous. I want to go sneakily! Uh--No, I want to do something mysterious and hidden, and I cannot be discovered, and Yan Si is not allowed to follow."

A certain Wang Yingting raised her eyebrows slightly and asked indifferently: "Who is Yue'er going to sneak with? Hum?"

Yun Yue casually tied a knot to the belt, quickly put off the silver mask, and said casually: "Miss Xiaoqing, it's her that she wants to sneak in, I'm just responsible for supervising it."

"Yue'er is going to Hongyao City?"

"Did Yan Si know?"

"Of course I know that Yue'er wants to use the beauty trick to let your people sneak to the Lord of Hongyao City and steal the last drawing, right?" Yan Si slowly told Yun Yue's long-prepared plan.

"Yan Si, have you eavesdropped or peeked?" Yun Yue saw that Yan Si knew so well, thinking that he had secretly investigated her relationship with Lan Xunyin and monitored all her plans, and began to resist.

"Not even, I guessed it for my husband. Yue'er asked someone to go to Hongyao City last time, and Yue'er's people disappeared for so long. She guessed that she went to Hongyao City. Since Yue'er started to make the idea of ​​Hongyao City, she naturally wouldn't just have small ideas.

The city lord of Hongyao City has been replaced once every eight years. According to the previous rules, the new city lord is the new city lord. However, after the Hongyao City lord ascended the throne, he changed the last level without authorization, resulting in no one passing over the past 20 years. If Yue'er wants to participate in the competition, he will naturally want to see the drawings of the last level.

Only the Lord of Hongyao City knew about that drawing. He was famous for his beauties. Yue'er asked your beauties to go, so he must have wanted to use the beauty trick. Of course, this is just a guess for his husband. Ruo Yue'er just wanted to see the drawing, so he naturally had nothing to say for his husband."

Yan Si slowly expressed his own insights. He just pondered others' careful plans and could know 70% to 80%. Compared with his strength to reach the top, this kind of insight is more terrifying.

Yun Yue suddenly choked and felt that she could not hide any thoughts in front of Yan Si. She was silent for a while, sat back to the bed, and humbly asked, "Yan Si, the city lord of Hongyao City doesn't want my beauty, what should I do?"

Yan Si curled his lips and smiled slightly, and deliberately or unintentionally tapped his thin blood-colored lips. Yun Yue groaned and leaned over and chirped.

"Yue'er doesn't like snakes. If you feed Yue'er snake meat for your husband, will Yue'er eat it?" Yan Siyu asked earnestly.

When Yunyue heard the snake, her brows frowned in disgust and replied firmly: "Don't eat!"

"Yue'er's beauty is not in line with the taste of the city lord of Hongyao City. Of course, he would not want the beauty that Yue'er gave him." Yan Si added patiently.

"Taste?" Yun Yue thought about this word that he had heard Lan Xunyin mention, and asked curiously: "What kind of beauty the Lord of Hongyao City likes."

Yan Si gently picked Yunyue's chin, and the coldness was hidden, "Helian Yunyue's kind."

"Helian Yunyue?" Yunyue was shocked when she heard the familiar answer. She subconsciously touched her face. Seeing that Yan Si's face was not good, she immediately corrected her attitude, "I'm not Helian Yunyue, I won't go, it's useless if I go, right?"

Yun Yue was silent for a while, and when Yan Si's face improved, he carefully tested, "Yan Si~ Why is Helian Yun Yue?"

"Why?" Yan Si's eyes were bright and dark, and his fingertips with a slightly thin calluse wandered back and forth on his soft lips, "Of course it was because he loved Helian Yunyue."

"Admiration?" Yun Yue thought about the age of the city lord of Hongyao City, and suddenly felt dizzy. She was more than enough to be her father at that age. How terrifying would it be if she really admired her?

"Yue'er seems very happy?" Yan Si twitched his soft hair, and the faint light in his eyes gradually bloomed.

"No!" Yun Yue felt nervous and quickly raised her hand and sweared, "I was just scared."

"If Yue'er dares..." Yan Si reminded him intentionally or unintentionally.

"I dare not!" Yun Yue raised her hand again and made a serious promise.

"Yue'er just needs to go directly if you want to participate in the competition. There is no need for drawings. If you have a promising husband, Yue'er doesn't have to worry about not being able to pass the last level." Yan Si leaned lazily on Yun Yue's shoulder, breathing the strange fragrance of flowers on her body with nostalgia.

Yun Yue turned the amethyst hairpin and said curiously: "Have Yan Si got the drawing?"

"No, but Yue'er can be husband." Yan Si quietly raided somewhere soft.

"Ba—" Yun Yue bounced away his backhand and scolded him sternly, "Where is talking about serious matters! Yan Si can't be more serious? He is getting more and more arrogant! Yan Si says so, I must believe it, then I'll bring them all back!"

"Yue'er wants to go and go back quickly." Yan Si pursed Yun Yue's cheek and gave a resentful tone.

"I understand! Yan Si walk away." Yun Yue frowned in disgust, pushed Yan Si away with a palm, leaving without looking back.

Yan Si slowly stood up, picked up the scattered scroll on the ground, and carefully rolled it up. When he picked up the last scroll, he blew on the little girl's cheek in the painting, with her eyes full of pampering, and she was full of words.

Yun Yue left the study room, took a deep breath, and felt refreshed. If she had asked Yan Si before, she might not have to make such a big decision. It was just that due to her relationship with Lan Xunyin, this kind of abacus was not easy to open.

Now it seems that Yan Si knows that she will indulge her in doing "bad things". Such indulgence makes Yun Yue, who wants to do more bad things, have a lot of confidence.

Zhuque and his friends waited on the steps until they fell asleep. When they woke up, Yun Yue was already standing in front of them. After she conveyed their meaning that they didn't have to go to the inner hub, she hurriedly left.

Zhuque and Qingya rubbed their unreleased eyelids. Somehow, Xuanwu looked at the loyal back, holding the endless water light of gratitude, biting his lips tightly, and choking, "Miss Mother! Xuanwu will firmly remember your kindness to sacrifice yourself to save others!"

"Xuanwu, what are you muttering?" Zhuque yawned and stretched. Seeing Xuanwu's excitement, he thought he had been hit by some evil trick.

"My mistress just said we don't need to go to the inner pivot!" Xuanwu conveyed excitedly.

"Really?" Zhuque and Qingya shouted in unison, "Has the mistress convinced the master?"

"Yes!" Xuanwu nodded solemnly and said passionately: "I have successfully slept!"

"That's great!" Zhuque jumped up excitedly, grabbed Qingya's clothes and shook it hard, "That's great, don't go to the inner pivot!"

"Let go! Grab Xuanwu!" Qingya was a little resistant to Zhuque's behavior and subconsciously pushed her away.

"Tear--"

Zhuque had an unbalanced center of gravity, grabbed Qingya's clothes and fell backwards, tearing a large piece of it apart.

"Sorry, I'm not the reason......" Zhuque held the rag and apologized sincerely, his eyes fell on the black satin-wrapped chest of Qingya, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Ah-I snap-ah-I snap-I snap-I snap-I snap-I snap!"

Suzaku was frightened by the silk and screamed in surprise. In a panic, he did not forget to take off his coat and wrap his body around Qingya.

When Xuanwu looked up, his blue teeth were already wrapped tightly by Vermilion Bird. He found nothing, but instead blamed Vermilion Bird who was screaming.

"Zhu Que, you misunderstood!" Qingya was angry with Zhuque's behavior. He was wrapped in silk. He was not tangling anything, but just to cover up the mark in his heart.

That is the mark he never wants to be seen!

"Okay! Don't say anything about Qingya, I understand!" Zhuque covered Qingya's mouth and was melancholy.

Zhuque herself also wrapped in silk. When she saw similar silk on Qingya, she instantly felt sympathy. She believed that Qingya had the same last resort as her and had millions of indescribable understandings about Qingya.

Qingya really couldn't accept Zhuque's eyes that looked like he was blasphemed, and she felt inexplicably angry, "Zhuque, don't think too much, it's not what you thought! I am..."

"Okay Qingya! Don't force yourself, stop talking, I understand!" Zhuque covered Qingya's mouth with his hands crossed, and nodded with a melancholy expression. He looked as if he was looking at a fellow man.

Xuanwu was confused when he was silent, and interrupted in a low voice, "What are you two saying? Do you understand?"

"It's okay, Xuanwu won't understand." Zhuque replied sadly.

"Let go! Zhuque, don't think about it, let alone talk nonsense, otherwise I will never forgive you!" Qingya was angry by Zhuque's behavior, opened Zhuque's hand heavily, and warned seriously.

"Don't worry! I will never say it!" Zhuque swears solemnly.

Qingya snorted coldly and left with her sleeves.

"Oh... I can't imagine it! I can't imagine it--" Zhuque sighed in disbelief, and walked towards his yard while saying that, leaving Xuanwu on the stone steps to wonder.

Not long after, Yunyue went to Hongyao City.

It was the most prosperous city in the South Wing Kingdom. The entire city was basically built of rubies, and its richness was incalculable.

It is said that it was a city built by Yidi for Yihou to visit. There were not many residents there, but only various types of play equipment. Those equipment were made by Yidi with the financial resources of a city to hire the ghost hand master from Fengxue Kingdom.

Hongyao City gathers various entertainment projects of four major countries and five major families. It is a unique entertainment destination. It was originally a private place for Yihou. Later, due to the requests of many royal families from other countries, Yihou finally chose to open Hongyao City.

The queen of Yi allowed civilians or royal family from any country to enter freely, and let her then confidant manage Hongyao City. Later, the confidant died of illness. The Ghost Hand Tianshi proposed to elect the city lord in the form of a competition, once every five years.

After the Wing Queen agreed, Hongyao City held a city lord selection competition every five years. After a man named Fu Mie won more than 20 years, the selection competition was changed to once every eight years, and the rules of the competition were changed without authorization.

Emperor Yi was furious and ordered him to be killed. What is incredible is that all the people who were not good for him did not leave Hongyao City alive. Emperor Yi and Queen Yi were helpless, and the people of the Southern Wing were even more angry.

The strongest secret guards in the southern wing were unable to do anything about him, and other citizens did not dare to take action rashly. More than 20 years have passed, and the selection competition in Hongyao City has been held twice. Each time it was Fumo and the city lord has never been replaced.

Although the content of the last level is still set by the wings, for some reason, Fu Mie can always know the content of the last level in advance, and he has been sitting firmly until now.

The position of the last level is also the target of many forces eyeing it. If you can enter that position in advance, you will have half the chance of winning. For the drawings of that position, many forces will almost lose their heads.

It is well known that Fu Mie likes beauty, but unfortunately, the beauty sent by various forces has been in his eyes, and none of the beauties sent can be close to him.

Seeing that the city lord selection competition was approaching again, the royal family and the people of the South Wing were worried that they could not fall asleep.

However, at such a tense moment, a woman who has been professionally struggling for countless years appeared, and this selection competition will definitely turn around.
Chapter completed!