When the first ray of light in the morning shot into the room, Han Fengxue slowly opened her eyes and saw a sweet sleeping smiley face.

Feeling the slippery hands, a part of Han Fengxue's body began to be a little uncontrollable again, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly. The sleeping beauty in front of her was so tempting.

With a moan, Bing Xinyun's beautiful eyes also opened. Seeing Han Fengxue's affection and a hint of slight eyes, she smiled gently and arched towards Han Fengxue's body.

Han Fengxue's body trembled, and her hands couldn't help sliding again. A slight moan sounded. At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside, which made Han Fengxue's hand stiffen and frozen there. Looking at Bing Xinyun, who had a rosy face, she showed an awkward look, and didn't know what to do for a moment.

The two of them stood up reluctantly, quickly put on their clothes and tidied up the bed. When they saw the shocking pool of redness, their faces couldn't help but be stunned again.

"Puchi!" Bing Xinyun smiled slightly, then messed up the quilt to cover the shy red color, and said softly: "Fengxue, I am already yours, are you still afraid that others will know?"

Han Fengxue nodded and kissed Bing Xinyun gently on his forehead. Bing Xinyun could sacrifice so much for him. He didn't care about his reputation and was not satisfied. He just wanted to take good care of his lover in the future.

Han Fengxue walked to the door and opened the door, and saw Meng Xixuan's gentle smile on her face.

"Fengxue!" Meng Xixuan shouted, then walked straight into the door. Seeing Bing Xinyun sitting in front of the bed, her face flushed, so she looked at the head of the bed and looked a little messy, her figure immediately stopped, she opened her mouth, and her eyes were filled with surprise.

"You..." Meng Xixuan looked at Bing Xinyun, looked at Han Fengxue again, and spoke.

The two of them chose to remain silent as if they had a tacit understanding, while Bing Xinyun's face turned even more red.

Meng Xixuan saw the reactions of the two of them, how could she not understand what was going on? Looking at Han Fengxue, she whispered slightly.

"Xixuan..." Han Fengxue looked at Meng Xixuan with a wry smile, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"Hmph!" Meng Xixuan angrily said, then walked to the head of the bed, looking at Bing Xinyun with deep eyes, making Bing Xinyun's head lower.

But what surprised Han Fengxue was that not long after, the two of them started whispering, and they seemed to be chatting more and more sporty. Occasionally, the two beauties glanced at Han Fengxue with their pretty faces red, and their pretty faces were burning hot.

Han Fengxue shrugged. It seemed that he was redundant. Although he was curious about what the two beauties were talking about, he would not do anything to eavesdrop, so he simply turned around and went out. The two beauties ignored him and continued to talk about their own affairs.

After walking out of the room, Han Fengxue went straight out of Qinghe Castle. For some reason, after experiencing what happened last night, he felt much more relaxed and his fatigue was reduced a lot.

After leaving the castle, Han Fengxue slowly stretched out her hands, took a deep breath, and slowly closed her eyes, preparing to enjoy the tranquility of the morning, but just as his eyes were about to close, he saw a familiar figure from the corner of his eyes, squatting alone in a corner.

Han Fengxue was slightly stunned. The man was Han Yanyun. He didn't understand why. Han Fengxue always felt indescribable. He felt that in Han Yanyun's always smiling eyes, the loneliness and sadness that he had silently endured was hidden.

"Yanyun, what's wrong?" Han Fengxue walked to Han Yanyun's side softly and asked softly.

Hearing Han Fengxue's voice, Han Yanyun was stunned, raised her head, and a smile immediately appeared in her blank eyes.

"Brother Feng Xue, I got up so early."

"Yanyun, you have something to worry about." Han Fengxue looked at Han Yanyun's smiling eyes and said seriously. He had just felt Han Yanyun's sadness and loneliness. He believed that Han Yanyun must have something to hide from him.

"No!" Han Yanyun's head was like a rattle, shaking constantly.

"Yanyun, tell Brother Fengxue what happened." Han Fengxue insisted.

"Brother Feng Xue, I'm really fine." Han Yanyun insisted.

"Yanyun..." Han Fengxue's face suddenly became solemn, and she stared at Han Yanyun, as if she wanted to see through the other party.

Han Yanyun saw Han Fengxue's firm gaze and wanted to dodge her eyes, but Han Fengxue gently stroked her face with both hands, not letting her eyes avoid it.

After looking at each other for a while, Han Yanyun's gaze finally softened. There were tears vaguely turning around his eyes. Finally, the tears broke free from the constraints of his eyes and slid down Han Yanyun's cheeks.

"Brother Feng Xue………………………”

Listening quietly to Han Yanyun's narration, Han Fengxue's eyes kept changing, sometimes confused, sometimes turning into anger.

"Yanyun, I'll take you to see." Han Fengxue thought about it slightly after hearing Han Yanyun's words, and then spoke.

Han Yanyun was stunned at first, hesitating a little, but when he saw Han Fengxue's firm eyes, he finally nodded slowly.

Han Fengxue was also deeply moved at this moment. Time flies and the world changes. The beautiful girl in front of her is no longer the little girl she likes to follow her back. In the past few years, Han Yanyun fell in love with Queyue's prince Queyue, the prince of Queyue Kingdom. Queyue also knew about Du Yun's affairs. But these days, Queyue, who often interacts with Han Yanyun, suddenly disappeared and no longer saw his figure. This made Han Yanyun feel heartbroken, but at the same time he was puzzled, because Queyue she knew was not such a person, which made her silently endure loneliness and heartache here alone.

The Queyue Royal City is not as magnificent as the Imperial City of the Chire Empire, but it also has its unique momentum style and covers a wide area. Even if you fly in the air, you can't see the edge at a glance.

At this moment, the guards of Queyue King City stood solemnly at the city gate, sticking to their posts. At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened. Looking up, the guards' eyes immediately became collectively dull.

"Flying Dragon, the sixth-level monster flying dragon!" I don't know who whispered blankly, and the others woke up from the sluggishness, their bodies trembled slightly. In the Queyue Kingdom, the strongest ones were the people in the Qinghe Ancient Castle, but they didn't know how strong the people there were. For the royal city, the sixth-level, they didn't know whether there was such a powerful guardian in the royal city. This flying dragon was enough to sweep his entire Queyue King City.

At this moment, Feilong's huge body slowly declined and landed beside the dull crowd on the edge of the city. On Feilong's back, a handsome young man with silver hair stood with his hands behind his back, just like a god descending. But beside him, a beautiful girl had a hint of nervousness on her face.

"Take me to find Prince Queyue." Han Fengxue said lightly to the crowd.

When the crowd hesitated when they saw Han Fengxue's words, they all looked at me and I saw you.

"Hmph!" Cold snorted, and Han Fengxue's strong murderous intent was released instantly. The crowd in front of him retreated repeatedly, and then sat directly on the ground. Han Fengxue took back his murderous aura, but they found that Leng Sweat had already wet his back. Looking at Han Fengxue's figure, he had already entered the royal city directly.

Among the people who sat there, a few of them felt a slight tingling in their hearts not long ago, and shook their heads, but did not realize that they had anything abnormal. However, they did not know that their memories had been searched and copied by Han Fengxue.

Han Fengxue seemed to come often, and directly took Han Yanyun to travel back and forth in the royal city. When people passing by found something wrong, they stepped forward to question him and wanted to take him down, but as long as Han Fengxue gave the murderous aura, they would completely solve the matter.

In a beautiful hall, Han Fengxue shook the guards back, and then went straight toward a luxurious room. When he arrived at the room, Han Fengxue was slightly stunned because there were many people holding hands outside the door at this moment, and it seemed that he had put the place under house arrest. Seeing this situation, Han Fengxue felt a little relieved, hoping that it was the situation he thought.

The momentum was relaxed. Under the guard's horrified gaze, Han Fengxue pushed the door and entered. In it, a handsome young man was staring at the window in a daze. When he heard the sound, the young man turned around and saw Han Fengxue coming in.

"Who are you and how did you come in?" The young man's heart tightened and asked Han Fengxue.

Han Fengxue ignored her, her mental power directly invaded. Queyue was only at the fourth level of cultivation. Using assimilation memory on him was not difficult for Han Fengxue at all. Soon, a smile appeared on Han Fengxue's face and said to herself: "It seems that Yan Yun's vision is not bad."

It turned out that it was not Queyue who did not go to Han Yanyun because of Du Yun, but Queyue's father, the king of Queyue Kingdom. He did not agree that Queyue had a relationship with Han Yanyun. As the prince, Queyue's first wife would be the queen of Queyue Kingdom in the future. Although Han Yanyun lived in Qinghe Ancient Castle and had a good relationship with the people of Qinghe Ancient Castle, according to the investigation, Han Yanyun did not have any prominent life experience. The reason why she lived in Qinghe Ancient Castle was just because she was a servant of Qinghe Ancient Castle. Of course, this was the news that Shui Qinghe could release to the outside world in order to conceal the sensitive identity of the Han family. But even so, Du Kong and the others found some clues and found excuses. And with the identity of Han Yanyun's servant, how could she be worthy of the prince of Queyue Kingdom?

Han Fengxue made a light sound, and outside the door, Han Yanyun's figure appeared. Seeing her appear, Queyue's gaze immediately turned to her and could no longer leave. Even if she had forgotten the trace of abnormality in her mind just now.

Han Fengxue nodded to Han Yanyun. Han Yanyun immediately understood what he meant and looked at Queyue with affection. The two of them looked at each other silently.

"What's going on?" Suddenly, a majestic voice came from outside. Then, the majestic middle-aged man wearing an imperial dragon robe and a purple gold feather crown walked in. Behind him, two old men with extraordinary temperaments were closely followed. The middle-aged man was the king of the Que Yue Kingdom.

When the king saw Han Yanyun and Han Fengxue in the prince's room, his face changed instantly, a little ugly. The old man beside him squirmed his hands to his waist, ready to take action at any time.

"Father!" Queyue's heart tightened, she bowed and said, and also gave Han Yanyun a meaningful look.

Han Yanyun opened her mouth and looked at Han Fengxue again. Seeing Han Fengxue shaking her head like she was, and closed her mouth, without saying anything.

"You are the maid in Qinghe Castle. She looks quite beautiful. No wonder she took away my king's soul and even the prince didn't want to fuck him." The king glanced at Han Yanyun disdainfully, revealing a hint of mocking.

"Your mouth is clean." Han Fengxue turned around, and her sharp eyes emitted a ray of luster, and she said indifferently.

Hearing Han Fengxue's words, the others except Han Yanyun were stunned. The cold eyes of the king and the old man behind him shaved towards Han Fengxue's body. He never expected that in the royal city of Queyue Kingdom, the king was pointed at his nose and scolded and said it cleanly. Maybe no one dared to believe it. Even the people from Qinghe Castle would never dare to be so arrogant. At least they would give the king some face.

"Kill..." The cold word "kill" was spit out from the king's mouth. After he finished speaking, the two people behind him moved instantly, and the long sword suddenly appeared, and a dazzling light shone on everyone, and their figures were approaching Han Fengxue like ghosts.

"Father..." Queyue shouted anxiously. After seeing Han Yanyun, he also understood that Han Fengxue and Han Yanyun must have a very good relationship.

The lingering sound remained in the air, and a ray of light flashed, and the space immediately stopped.

"Drip, answer, answer..." Blood driped on the ground, and a few light sounds came. Then, the two old men who rushed towards Han Fengxue slowly fell down under the terrifying eyes of the king and Queyue.

The flash of light will forever be imprinted in the memories of the king and the Que Yue.

Han Fengxue ignored the surprise of the two, pointed at Han Yanyun and said, "You think my sister is not worthy of your son."

He sneered, in the spacious house, flying dragon, crampon bear, iron spine dragon..., the huge bodies of various sixth-level monsters filled the entire space. He looked at Han Fengxue with a flattering look and roared softly. They all knew that Han Fengxue had a lot of good things on her body. Looking at the king, Han Fengxue said coldly: "I don't know, do you still think so now?"

Standing there, the king even forgot the deaths of the two old men, only those giants. Although he had never seen these monsters, he still knew many of them. They were all powerful sixth-level monsters recorded in ancient books. So many monsters were just Han Fengxue's servants. Han Yanyun was Han Fengxue's sister. Is she not worthy of her son? The king asked himself in his heart, now his son is probably not worthy of Han Yanyun!
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