"Master, I know why I feel like blue is familiar."

Ye Xiyue stared at the flower in front of her in a daze, "It's because of Huang Junye's eyes." ”

"Yes, yes, it seems that the master and I have thought together, the eyes of the emperor are ice blue, as soon as I see the blue, I can think of the eyes of the emperor, so beautiful ......and beautiful."

Ye Xiyue's hand hanging by her side trembled, "Perhaps, the golden-faced woman is thinking about this." ”

"She placed the blue enchantress here because it was the same color as the emperor's eyes?"

"Perhaps." She wasn't sure, but such thoughts made her feel very uncomfortable.

Portraits, dummies, blue, everything of this kind seems to be related to the night of the phoenix.

Between the Golden-Faced Girl and the Phoenix Monarch Night......

'Hmm'

A low groan, mixed with endless pain, drifted from the night breeze.

Falling in the empty hall, it looks so abrupt and tangled.

Ye Xiyue stroked the hand of the little Lori fur and paused slightly.

She did not retreat, but went forward, with a gentle step, lifted the golden veil, and stood in the middle of the hall.

The painful moans continued one by one, and Ye Xiyue accurately determined the direction and walked over.

Orient.

Turning the hall, there was a long corridor, Ye Xiyue walked quickly, at the end of the corridor, there was a ** room, she approached quietly......

The moans of pain became clearer.

"Master, it's the breath of a golden-faced woman, be careful."

In her mind, little Lori reminded in a low voice.

Ye Xiyue nodded, glanced at the time, Zi Shi.

"Ahh A muffled cry, suppressed by deep pain.

Ye Xiyue took out her bone teeth and held them in her hand, this thing can absorb her breath and temporarily suppress her breath, for her, there is only benefit, no harm.

Coming to the window, she stole inside.

A silver-haired man, with his back to the window, lay on the silk bed, tossing and turning, as if he was in great pain.

The silver hair was up to her waist, and she couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, but she could tell from the voice, this was a woman, judging from her figure, Ye Xiyue narrowed her eyes, a golden-faced woman!

The person lying on the bed in pain at this moment is the golden-faced woman.

At this moment, Feng Wu turned over in pain, and when the time came, she seemed to be extremely weak, stretched out her hand, and a moonlight-like light flashed in her palm.

Her hands were not as smooth as jade as they had just seen, but they were wrinkled, old like the hands of an eighty-year-old lady.

The skin of the flesh is very loose, and even the arms of the golden yarn that are exposed on the outside are loose and wrinkled.

Little Lori couldn't help but widen her eyes, the golden-faced girl they saw before was obviously only in her twenties, but now in the blink of an eye, how did she become an eighty-year-old lady?

Meow!

Lori instantly realized a very serious reality.

"Master, this old witch wants the old cow to eat tender grass, she actually likes the emperor?"

An eighty-year-old lady who likes the handsome and handsome person of her family's emperor, the picture is too beautiful for it to look at directly.

If Little Lori knew that the handsome emperor of her family was not only so young, but had lived for thousands of years, it was estimated that she would fall directly.

These are human spirits, do you want to harm their little masters?

Ye Xiyue's eyes were staring at the golden-faced woman, her attention was not at all on her age and bad skin, but on a blue stone held by the golden-faced woman's hand.