"Black vortex? What does it refer to specifically?" Nanfeng Changan felt a little depressed.
"It's... a dark whirlpool, but the rolled-up soil layer in the middle is black." Ye Qingmian looked at Nanfeng Chang'an with longing between his brows, hoping to hear some interesting and valuable words from his mouth.
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"I really haven't noticed this," Nanfeng Chang'an said with a frown.
"Oh, that's it." Ye Qingmian's expression instantly lost its luster and he sighed slightly.
"However, I have been to a small border country. The people there seem to believe in a religion. The god they worship lives in a whirlpool, but I don't know if it is the so-called black whirlpool."
Seeing Ye Qingmian's expression so depressed, Nanfeng Chang'an added:
"So, is that country far from Nanfeng Country?" Ye Qingmian asked hesitantly.
"Fortunately, it's not that far. If you ride a horse, it will take you three days. If you ride a carriage, it will take five days." Nanfeng Chang'an often goes there, so he is very familiar with these things.
"It doesn't seem to be that far away. So, can I take a few days off first?" Ye Qingmian murmured to herself.
"But why are you going to see the so-called black whirlpool?" Nanfeng Chang'an didn't know why, but a bad shadow flashed in his heart. He felt that Ye Qingmian must be hiding something from him, but
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Because he is her imperial uncle after all. How could an imperial uncle hurt his niece-in-law and be too close to him?
"Because of some compelling reasons, I have no choice but to go there," Ye Qingmian said with a smile.
"So that's how it is?" Nanfeng Chang'an didn't feel embarrassed to ask anymore.
"Master, it's already dark outside and the weather is getting cold. You'd better put on an extra layer of clothes." Wan'er took out a dark red coat and gently put it on Ye Qingmian's body.
Ye Qingmian understood in his heart that Wan'er wanted to give him clothes, but more importantly, he wanted to make Nanfeng Changan realize that it was getting late, so he should say goodbye.
"It's getting late. It's time for me to go back. I'll come back another day." Nanfeng Chang'an is so smart. How could he not guess Wan'er's little thoughts?
"Uncle, please go slowly, don't send me off," Ye Qingmian said lightly, blessing him gently.
Nanfeng Changan's body stood upright, his sexy lips gently crossed a very cute smile, then he sighed tightly, stepped forward, and left