The ministers had not seen such an angry emperor for a long time.
The angrier Ye Moyan becomes, the calmer he becomes. They would rather the emperor be furious than face such a silent master.
"Emperor..."
"Do you think that since I trust you and leave everything to you, I can overstep and influence this emperor at will? Or do you think that I have been the emperor for long enough, and everyone wants to take a seat and give it a try, eh?"
"Emperor!!" Several people's expressions changed greatly, "Subordinates don't dare!"
"Don't you dare? I think you are very brave!"
Heavy pressure spread across the hall, making everyone feel like they were falling into an ice cave.
"Nineteen years ago, how did I ascend to the throne of God? Nineteen years later, I don't care to bloodbath the imperial palace for her again!"
An icy murderous aura enveloped the entire hall, like a netherworld.
Fu Ji and Bai Le were shocked, fear spread in their hearts!
The emperor was willing to sit down like this for that woman?!
"Emperor, calm down, your subordinates have overstepped their bounds..."
****
Ling Xuewei leaned against the pillar, her eyes slightly lowered, casting deep shadows around her eyelids, making it difficult to tell what she was thinking.
After a moment, Ling Xuewei left the political hall silently.
****
It was already late at night when Ye Moyan returned.
A slightly cold air enveloped the whole body, making Yue Feng and others outside the hall frightened and did not dare to come near.
Emperor, what's going on?
Ye Moyan entered the palace, and when his eyes touched the undulating figure on the bed, the coldness in his eyes gradually faded away, leaving only warmth.
Yue Feng then quietly wiped away his sweat.
Fortunately, the mistress is here.
"Go down." Ye Moyan said.
"yes."
Yue Feng felt relieved and immediately left the dormitory.
Ye Moyan came to the bedside. On the bed, Ling Xuewei's body was facing inward, with three thousand black hair draped on the pillow, giving her a bit of charm.
Ling Xuewei's body was rising and falling, sleeping soundly, and she didn't even notice Ye Mo Yan approaching.
Ye Moyan looked at Ling Xuewei in a trance. It seemed that Ling Xuewei was exhausted last night, otherwise she wouldn't have woken up even if he came near her.
A soft light flashed in Ye Moyan's eyes, and he picked up a strand of her hair with his slender fingertips and placed it on the tip of his nose.
A faint fragrance came over, the same smell as Ling Xuewei's body.
Ye Moyan's hands slowly moved down along the white face, kneading Ling Xuewei's fleshy earlobes and the side of the slender white neck. Looking at the skin as white as snow, Ye Moyan's eyes darkened and he couldn't help but lower his head.
A kiss fell on the side of Ling Xuewei's neck.
"Um……"
Ling Xuewei moved on the bed, feeling an itching sensation on her neck. She turned her body to her side, facing up and continued to sleep soundly.
Ling Xuewei was sleeping deeply, her fair face was pink, and her hands were placed on her face like a lucky cat. She was so cute.
The corners of Ye Moyan's mouth were slightly raised, and he couldn't help but caress her pink cheeks with his fingertips. He pressed a kiss between her eyebrows, then slowly moved down to the tip of her nose, and then...
Ye Moyan kissed Ling Xuewei as if he was tasting sweet cakes.
After a long time, Ling Xuewei was finally woken up in bed and opened her eyes in confusion. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a handsome and graceful face.
"……inflammation?"
When she just woke up, Ling Xuewei's voice still sounded confused and confused.
Knowing that it was Ye Moyan, Ling Xuewei subconsciously opened her arms to him. This complete dependence and trust made Ye Moyan's heart feel extremely soft.
Ye Moyan hugged her into his arms, gently smoothing the slightly messy hair on his forehead, and his voice was softer than ever before, "Are you going to bed so early?"
Ling Xuewei leaned against his chest and nodded, her voice soft, "...well, when did you come back?"
"I just got back. Since you're tired, go to sleep. I'll take a bath and come back to be with you." Ye Moyan said softly.
Ling Xuewei nodded obediently, and Ye Moyan kissed her gently in her hair, then put her on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and went to the bathroom.
Hearing the sound of the man leaving, Ling Xuewei lay down for a while, but did not fall asleep again, and slowly opened her eyes.
This sleep combined with the daytime sleep was enough for me.
Ling Xuewei felt lazy and didn't want to move, so she lay on the bed until Ye Moyan appeared in a bathrobe.
The black bathrobe was smooth and soft, loosely draped over Ye Moyan's muscular body, revealing her honey-colored smooth skin.
Ye Moyan still has the laziness of just taking a bath, and his facial features are extremely handsome, with clear and three-dimensional outlines. His long silver hair is hanging behind him, and under his sword-shaped eyebrows are dark and deep eyes, like a whirlpool, trying to sweep people away.
Breathe it in.
When those pair of star-like deep eyes saw Ling Xuewei, it was as if the ice and snow had melted, leaving only a softness, "Why are you not sleeping? Are you waiting for me?"
The deep voice is as if it has been brewed for hundreds of years, making people intoxicated.
"If you stay too long during the day, you won't be able to sleep."
Ye Moyan came to the bedside, stretched out his arms, and hugged the person into his arms. In an instant, a refreshing fragrance after bathing and a man's unique hormonal breath hit his face.
Ling Xuewei suddenly remembered last night for some reason, and her face turned red instantly.
"Um...are you tired? Go to bed early!"
"Um……"
Ye Moyan rested his head on Ling Xuewei's shoulder and deeply smelled the fragrance of Ling Xuewei's body.
"What did you do today?" Ye Moyan asked.
"What can I do? Just walk around and read a book." Ling Xuewei said.
"What book?"
"It's just a travel journal on your bookshelf. I flipped through it when I had nothing to do."
"Well, you're not bored? Why didn't you go out for a walk?"
Ling Xuewei shook her head, "It was a bit late, so I didn't go out."
Ye Moyan said, "If you want to go out, let Yue Feng follow you."
Ling Xuewei nodded, "Okay, I understand. What about you? Have everything been dealt with? Is it going well?"
"Well, don't worry." Ye Moyan said to Ling Xuewei, "Yinxue will come over in the next few days, and the poisonous insects in your body will be cleared by then, and the sealed alien space will also be unlocked."
Ling Xuewei was surprised, "Really?"
"Well, the Devouring Stone in your body is the result of the unique ability of the Di Clan. If you want to understand it, you must be a member of the Di Clan." Ye Moyan continued.
Ling Xuewei suddenly realized something, "Can the Emperor's family be solved? Could it be..."
"Well, Yinxue..." Ye Moyan hesitated for a moment, but finally said it, "He was originally from the Buddha's royal family."
Ling Xuewei was shocked. The master of Yinxue Palace actually came from the Buddha royal family?!
Is this...really fake?
"Why did he become an enemy of Di Qianjue? And also become the master of the temple?" Ling Xuewei found it very incredible.
"Yinxue is a descendant of a lineage that was expelled from the Buddha's royal family. His father once competed with the previous generation of saints for the position of saintly king, and was later massacred and escaped from the Buddha. Later, he died on the road, leaving only Yinxue.
He escaped by chance and was rescued by the then master of the Temple of Light, so he stayed in the temple." Ye Moyan explained to Ling Xuewei.
Ling Xuewei suddenly realized, then asked, "Does Di Qianjue know Yinxue's identity?"