Murong Yang was stunned for a moment. He looked at the closed door with a dark and unclear light in his eyes, "This is the side hall of Qing'i Pavilion, right?"
A few months ago, Qing Yi brought a man back from outside and arranged him in the side hall.
And although he is naturally unreliable, loves to play around, and is a playboy, he has a damn conscience and understands that a married woman cannot be bullied.
Likewise, a married man must not be robbed.
Why would she do such a thing?
If at first, Murong Yang just lost his mind because of Fu Qingxi's disgust, but now, he is only disappointed with her.
That was an extreme disappointment.
Qingyi has a noble temperament and would never share a husband with anyone, so he has not taken any concubines in these years.
He understands her very well
Therefore, he understood better that if the young master already had a wife and children, he would not share a husband with another woman unless Qingyi could give up on him.
Therefore, there is only one possibility, she will let their wives separate and occupy the young master alone.
Murong Yang's eyes were even more complicated. He never thought that the woman he had loved for so many years would do such a thing.
Inside the room.
A charming room.
The quilt slipped off the girl's body, and under the setting sun, her skin was as smooth as jade and as delicate as fat.
"It should be fine if we wake up, us"
Nan Xian's hand pulled hard and pulled the girl under him. His breath was still hot and his body was warm. "I'm still very hot. Only you can help me."
After saying this, he lowered his head and kissed the girl's lips.
In this quiet room, again and again, without stopping
"Brother Fuchen, what are you doing?"
Outside the wing, Qinghan swallowed the last mouthful of purple Ganoderma lucidum, looked at Fuchen with doubtful eyes, and asked.
Fuchen clapped his hands, "Dad and mother finally reunited. I can't let anyone disturb them. I have set up a formation here. No matter what happens outside later, they will not know."
Murong Yang narrowed his eyes.
etc.
This young man is also the son of Miss Feng
He firmly believed in the mother-daughter relationship between the little girl and Miss Feng, but this little guy was almost ten years old. Unless Miss Feng got married at the age of ten, how could he have such an old son?
"Little guy, you are also Miss Feng's child."
Fuchen glanced at Murong Yang, "It has nothing to do with you."
"Haha, actually I know without asking that you are probably Miss Feng's adopted son. Little guy, Princess Qingyi is coming back soon. It's best for you to let your parents find a place to hide first."
Fuchen's face remained calm as he turned his head and looked ahead at the place where smoke and dust were billowing.
Murong Yang also noticed the spirit beasts flying towards him, and gave a helpless smile, "It seems it's too late. Princess Qingyi came back with those spirit beasts. I thought Qingyi would only tame some spirit beasts with lower strength."
, I didn’t expect that the rumors might be somewhat true.”
On human territory, there will be no powerful spiritual beasts.
Those powerful spiritual beasts each occupy a territory. Only in this way can the foundation be preserved.
Only those spiritual beasts who are not familiar with the world will leave their own territory and run into the human world.
Therefore, the spirit beasts that have been domesticated by Qing Yi over the years are not very powerful.