Ye Murin held Ye Feiran's slender waist with no intention of letting go, and nodded gently, "If they continue like this, sooner or later they will come out to harm the people around them."
Hearing this, Ye Feiran frowned even more tightly, looked up at Ye Mulin, and asked, "Is there nothing you can do?"
Ye Murin looked down at Ye Feiran in his arms, noticed her frown, and couldn't help but reach out to smooth it out.
When the cold fingers touched his skin, Ye Feiran's whole body froze slightly, and he looked at the man in astonishment. What was he doing? Can't you just talk nicely?
Ye Murin gently stroked Ye Feiran's brow, and when it was smoothed, he reluctantly took back his hand and lightly opened his thin lips, "Of course there will be a solution by then, don't think too much now."
After a pause, Ye Murin continued, "I will not let you and your relatives get hurt."
This sentence fell into Ye Feiran's ears like an oath, and she was stunned again.
He is so good to her, isn't he afraid that everything he has given will not be reciprocated?
Ye Murin noticed the change in Ye Feiran's eyes, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly. She finally began to struggle. This was a good start, and he had to keep up his efforts.
"Ahem~ What are you going to do now? Go back or find the sisters?" Ye Murin asked, directly resolving Ye Feinran's embarrassment.
Ye Feiran took a look at the ghost street that was still eerie, and then said, "Are you sure they are really okay?"
Ye Mulin: "OK."
"Okay, let's go back then. If we don't go back, it will be dawn and I have to sleep."
After saying that, Ye Feiran yawned and looked sleepy.
Seeing this, Ye Murin's eyes flashed with light, and he hugged Ye Feiran and flew towards the city.
Ye Feiran subconsciously hugged Ye Murin's neck, blinked, and a faint blush appeared on her pretty face.
"Ahem, um, I can fly myself."
Ye Murin lowered his head and glanced at Ye Feiran. Seeing the blush on her pretty face, he didn't feel too beautiful. After all, it was very difficult to see the little fox in his arms shy.
"You're too sleepy. It'll be faster if I take you flying."
Ye Feiran: "..."
Is she shooting herself in the foot?
Forget it, she should be happy to have a free and fast mount.
This time, Ye Murin didn't slow down or take a long way to keep the beauty in his arms longer, just because he felt sorry for Ye Feiran and was tired.
Ye Murin sent Ye Feiran directly back to Fenghua Pavilion, leaving Ye Feiran stunned. This man actually...
Damn it, if you are powerful, you can do anything easily.
"Have a good rest." Ye Murin lowered his head and whispered in Ye Feiran's ear.
The warm breath sprayed on Ye Feiran's small ears, causing the blush that had finally dissipated with the wind to reappear on Ye Feiran's face.
Really, really disappointing, why are you so shy!
At this moment, Ye Feiran felt particularly disgusted with herself, so she quickly said thank you and quickly turned around and went back to the boudoir.
Ye Murin looked at Ye Feiran's back, the corner of his mouth raised a smile of pleasure, no longer lingering, the figure turned into a gust of wind and left.
Ye Feiran leaned against the door and released his spiritual power. After a while, he opened the door and looked out.
Seeing that there was no figure of Ye Murin in the yard, she breathed out softly and murmured, "This man is simply killing me tonight!"
Next, Ye Feiran took a cold bath to calm down her restless heart, otherwise she wouldn't have to stay up all night to catch up on her sleep.
The next day, the incident about the ghost street spread throughout the capital, and the leader of the country, Huangfu Tian, also held an emergency meeting. Not only did all the ministers and relatives of the emperor attend, but even the heads of all aristocratic families attended.
The atmosphere in the court hall was very solemn. When Huangfutian was about to speak, the eunuch hurriedly ran in.
"His Royal Highness the Night King is here."
Hearing this, everyone looked surprised, wondering why His Royal Highness the Night King, who has always been mysterious and unpredictable, suddenly came? Could it be that the ghost street incident was more serious than they imagined?
After Huangfutian was shocked, he stood up suddenly and thought happily: The Night King is here, can he ask him for help in dealing with the ghost street?
"Quick, quick, please!"
Just like that, Huangfutian personally welcomed Ye Mulin in.
"Night King, your arrival has made us shine." Huangfutian said with a flattering smile.
Ye Murin glanced at Huangfutian and said in a cold voice, "Stop talking nonsense."
Today, Ye Mulin wore a ferocious mask, and his cold aura did not calm down. Therefore, as soon as he walked into the court, the people inside instantly felt a sense of oppression.
The people in the court glanced at Ye Mulin and lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at him, for fear of accidentally offending him, causing trouble and putting their lives at risk.
Huangfuze looked at Ye Mulin, with a burning admiration in his eyes. He also wanted to become someone like Ye Mulin, but it was a pity that he could only daydream.
Huangfuze's gaze was too hot. Ye Mulin glanced at him, a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes. He really didn't understand what was worthy of Ran'er's help in this sick man.
With just one glance, Ye Murin averted his eyes and went straight to the place specially prepared by Huangfu Tianming to sit down, as if the people around him were transparent.
Huangfutian glanced at Ye Mulin and felt a little nervous, but he quickly regained his composure and began to get into the theme of today's court meeting.
Time passed slowly, and the court fell into a heated discussion, but Ye Mulin closed his eyes to rest and paid no attention to everything around him, which made Huangfutian anxious to death.
Isn't the Night King here to help with ideas? Is it possible that he is just here to listen to their argument?
Another half hour passed, and no one in the court could come up with any good solution. Everyone secretly glanced at Ye Mulin, hoping that he would speak out.
"Ahem~ Why can't you come up with anything after discussing it for so long?" Huangfutian said while constantly looking in Ye Mulin's direction.
People in the court lowered their heads and closed their mouths tightly, but they still looked in Ye Mulin's direction from time to time.
At this time, Ye Murin lived up to expectations and opened his eyes as black as night. He reached out and picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea before he said calmly, "I heard that the sons of the king are very competitive.
fierce."
As soon as the words fell, Huangfutian and Huangfuxian became nervous. What is the Night King going to do?
Others in the court also looked at Ye Mulin, waiting for his next words.
Ye Murin played with the tea cup in his hand, and the corners of his mouth under the mask raised an imperceptible arc, and lightly opened his thin lips, "It is better to leave the matter of the ghost street to the ten sons of the king. Whoever can handle the matter of the ghost street can do it."
Naturally, it will gain the support of the people. Lord of the country, don’t you think so?”
Huangfutian, who was named, looked into Ye Mulin's dark eyes and felt an unprecedented sense of oppression. He swallowed subconsciously, "I, I..."
Huangfu Xian looked at Huangfu Tian nervously, and at the same time he hated Ye Mulin. Wasn't it obvious that he, the prince, was transparent? How could Ye Mulin be like this?
Unfortunately, he was not brave enough to confront Ye Murin, so he could only look at his father pleadingly.