"Are you willing to be deceived? You girl, you always say bad things about him. Be careful if he hears it, he will spank you.n∈,"
"Tch, he's not in Yanjing, how could he hear what I said."
"Who says I can't hear it? Your sister is right. If you dare to slander your husband again, I will really spank you."
Inside the house, before Nangong Qingyin could completely retract her curled lips, Ye Huang had already pushed the door open and entered.
In the hall, Nangong Qingyin and Nangong Fengling were packing their things. The sudden appearance of Ye Huang startled them both.
"Ah... you... you are a ghost. You jump out at any time. You scared me to death."
She didn't expect Ye Huang to appear suddenly. Nangong Qingyin was frightened and her heart was beating fast. However, after seeing Ye Huang clearly, her heart felt sweet and joyful again.
"You girl, you still know how to be afraid. I thought you were fearless, yet you even said bad things about me. If I had known this, I wouldn't have come to Chongqing."
"How dare you!"
Pouting her little mouth, Nangong Qingyin refused to obey.
"See if I dare."
While speaking, Ye Huang suddenly stepped forward and hugged Nangong Qingyin directly, then threw him onto the sofa while the other party screamed, and slapped the latter's buttocks three times.
"Hmph, if you dare to speak ill of your husband behind his back again, let's see how I punish you."
"Wind Chime, does your head still hurt now?"
Since breaking free from the shackles of the Dark Holy See, Nangong Fengling often suffers from headaches because his memory has been suppressed for a long time.
After returning to the country, several people, including his grandfather, conducted a joint consultation. After confirming that there was nothing serious, Emperor Ye felt relieved and allowed him to return to Chongqing.
"It's already fine, don't worry, why did you come here suddenly?"
Nangong Fengling smiled softly and looked at Ye Huang in front of him, with a charming smile on his face.
Although he and Nangong Qingyin are twins, their personalities are very different, and the expressions on their faces are also very different.
Qingyin is like a little witch, and the wind chimes have a gentle beauty.
"There are some things that need to be dealt with urgently, so I came here."
"Oh...it turned out to be to deal with things. Sister, I told you that this guy is not here for us."
Nangong Qingyin, who touched his butt and got up, shouted, "It's a good thing the monks didn't follow them into the house, otherwise they would have really seen a good show."
"You girl, you know how to quarrel. Do you really care about that little bit of verbal quarrel?"
"Who knows how to make people happy?"
Making a face at Ye Huang, Nangong Qingyin hid behind Nangong Fengling.
"Someone just said that he was cheated. I think I am good at coaxing girls, right?"
"Eavesdropping on people's conversations, be careful of deafness."
"I don't listen with my ears, I listen with my heart." He patted his chest.
"Just say something nice."
"Nonsense, you don't even want to say nice things. If you don't say nice things, you still don't want to go to heaven."
He glared at Nangong Qingyin.
"Okay, stop bickering. It's true, Qingyin, you dream about him every day, why do you quarrel when we meet?"
"Who...who dreamed of him, sister, don't talk nonsense."
"I'm not talking nonsense."
"I...I won't leave you anymore, and you won't even help me."
The three of them stood in the hall talking for a long time, and then there was a sound of footsteps upstairs.
"Sister, brother-in-law, can you three stop flirting so blatantly? You will teach minors bad things."
Upstairs, the boy Nangong Che stood at the top of the stairs with his hands on his waist and complained.
"You brat, you actually called your sister, I don't think I'm older than you."
Not taking advantage of Ye Huang, Nangong Qingyin rushed up the stairs in shame and anger and wanted to beat Nangong Che. This kid was much taller than before. He made a face at Nangong Qingyin and rushed directly to Ye Huang.
beside.
"Brother-in-law, I found a martial arts secret book, look at it."
With that said, the latter handed the scroll he was holding to Ye Huang's hand.
Ye Huang took a look and realized that the so-called secret book was exactly what he wanted to find, "The Art of Taking Life Against Heaven!"
It's just that compared to when I pressed it under the table before, there are a few pages missing.
"Che'er, tell your brother-in-law, where did these pages go?"
Ye Huang looked a little solemn. This thing was related to Wucha's life, and there were actually a few pages missing.
"I don't know. That's what I saw from under the corner of the table. I don't recognize these words."
Shaking his head, Nangong Che said.
"Really? But when my brother-in-law put it under the corner of the table, it was still intact."
"Okay, I said, let me wipe your butt, brother-in-law, you don't even have toilet paper in the room, I can only get this thing."
When Nangong Che saw that the lie was exposed, he admitted it.
"Wiped your ass?"
Emperor Ye was shocked.
What he didn't expect was that Wucha, who had been waiting outside, suddenly came out and rushed straight to the second floor.
"What...is he going to do?"
Seeing Wucha rushing so fast, Nangong Qingyin and Nangong Fengling knew that this hand scroll must be of great importance, but they were still confused.
"Take life!"
Ye Huang dropped a sentence and glanced at his brother-in-law. He really didn't know what to say.
You have more than just this book in your room, so why are you wiping your butt with this thing?
"I...did I do something wrong?"
Looking at the straight face of his brother-in-law, who had always been kind to him, Nangong Che seemed to have noticed something.
"I asked you not to touch the things in your brother-in-law's house. If you insist on doing so, I'll see if grandpa won't teach you a lesson if it delays things."
Staring at his brother fiercely, Nangong Qingyin followed him upstairs.
At this time, Xing Tian, the monk and others also entered the house.
He glanced at Nangong Che with a bad look on his face.
On the way, Ye Huang told them that he came here mainly to renew Wucha's life, and the most important thing to renew his life seemed to be an ancient book.
But now this ancient book seems to have been wiped by this kid, with a few pages missing.
After knowing that Wucha had saved the lives of everyone present, it was no wonder that everyone looked bad.
On the second floor, in Ye Huang's room, "Zha Zi, are you okay?"
Ye Huang looked at the somewhat lost Wucha and asked.
"Maybe this is God's will?" With a scene of pain, Wu glanced at Ye Huang.
"Without the most essential chapter, I can only extend my life for a year at most."
"Monk!"
"Son."
"Go and get people to demolish the building for me. Even if I burn this Qingcheng Mountain villa to the ground, I will still find these essential chapters from the toilet!"
Ye Huang had a sullen face and came with great hopes, but he did not expect to return disappointed.
"Sir, do you really want to demolish it?"
The monk asked with some uncertainty.
"Demolish it! It's just a villa, nothing compared to my brother's life!"
Glancing at Nangong Che coldly, Ye Huang withdrew his eyes.
At this time, he had no intention of blaming the other party. As Wucha said, some things may be destined by God.
It's just that in Wucha, Emperor Ye didn't want to surrender to heaven.
