: Looking at the head

The visitor was wearing a vermilion robe, wrapping his slender and tall figure, a cold silver mask covering half of his face, and his sharp and deep purple eyes were extremely confusing.

After walking into the hall a few steps, his eyes fell on Ye Zonglan, his thin lips opened lightly, "Father."

Ye Zonglan nodded with relief, stood up and went up to help the people in the future, "Yuan'er, don't be too polite, get up quickly."

"Thank you, Father."

The father and son walked to the chess table and sat opposite each other. Ye Zonglan landed the black piece on the chessboard that had been more than halfway down. He looked up at the person opposite and spoke lightly:

"I don't understand why Yuan'er wanted to marry the daughter of Meishan Sect as her concubine?"

The Baizi fell from Ye Hanyuan's hand and responded in a cold voice: "Mengyi Sect and Ximing Sect have surrendered to the imperial capital. Lingyun Sect has the father's man here, but Meishan Sect has never been restricted. The leader of Lingyun Sect and Meishan Sect have made friends for many years. If they use strong strength to Meishan Sect, they may cause dissatisfaction in the future. I heard that Bai Hao, the leader of Meishan Sect, loves his daughter, so as long as he marry Bai Hao's daughter, Meishan Sect will also depend on the imperial capital."

Ye Zonglan suddenly slid his fingers in the air.

He asked tentatively: "Which daughter Yuan'er wants to marry Bai Hao?"

A strange color in Ye Hanyuan's eyes flashed in an instant, and he replied: "White as smoke!"

The doubts in Ye Zonglan's heart instantly dissipated. He smiled with satisfaction and nodded, and the dark spot in his hand fell. He looked at Ye Hanyuan, "Yuan'er, you lost."

Ye Hanyuan took out a white piece slowly and put it on the lower right corner of his anticipation. His deep purple eyes met Ye Zonglan's eyes. The smile on Ye Zonglan's face froze, and he lowered his eyes to look at the chess game. His spine froze, his face full of disbelief.

Just now, he obviously won!

Finally, he came back to his senses and smiled at Ye Hanyuan, "I am worthy of being my son! Hahahaha~"

Ye Hanyuan didn't say anything, and looked at Ye Zonglan with thin lips slightly, wanting to see through the person in front of him. After chatting with Ye Zonglan for nearly half an hour, Ye Hanyuan then made an excuse to leave.

As soon as he turned around, the purple phoenix eyes sank.

After leaving the palace, two black shadows appeared outside Ye Hanyuan's carriage.

Yingyi gave Ying Er a look. Ying Er glared at Ying Yi with dissatisfaction, came to the carriage window, and said to the person inside: "Master, the betrothal gift has been delivered."

Ye Hanyuan asked in a low voice: "What's Luo'er's reaction?"

Ying Er paused, glanced at Shadow Yi, Ying Yi glanced at her helplessly and said respectfully: "Ms. Bai heard that she was going to marry you, and her emotions were not stable. When the second lady saw it, she did not react much. However, judging from the second lady's expression, she seemed to have made some decisions. As for what decisions she made, her subordinates really couldn't see, so please forgive me."

Ye Hanyuan raised a beautiful smile on his lips, and he said lightly: "I understand, keep staring at me! Protect Luo'er."

"Yes, the Lord of the Palace."

Shadow One and Shadow Two leave.

Ying Er asked curiously: "Yingyi, why didn't the master tell Miss Luo'er that he was Yu Juechen? We have been guarding Miss Luo'er for two years, but I have never seen Miss Luo'er really laugh."

Yingyi gave Yingyi a cold look, "What do you know? Master is afraid that he will bring danger to Miss Luo'er."

"Why?"

"The emperor's purpose of finding his master is obvious. He is trying to use his master to conquer his country! Why does his master's eyes turn purple? The imperial physician clearly said that his master's cold poison had been relieved, but every month, he would have an unbearable headache and needed to rely on the imperial physician's medicine to relieve it. Only the emperor himself knew what the emperor had done behind his back. The master pretended to have amnesia and forgot Miss Luo'er, so that the emperor would not doubt him, let alone touch Miss Luo'er at this time."

Ying Er seemed to understand a little, and couldn't help but sigh, "It's really hard for the master. If Miss Luo'er knew that the master had deceived her in the future and deliberately designed to let her marry into the prince's mansion, wouldn't that be?"

Ying Yi patted Ying Er's head hard, "What are you worried about?"

Ying Er was speechless, "Aren't I worried about my master? His body is not as good as when he was infected with cold poison before! At least the cold poison only occurs occasionally, and this headache comes so once a month. Every time he has a splitting headache, I feel distressed."

"Okay, stop talking about this. Let's go to Meishan Sect first. I heard that there is a miracle doctor named Qingfeng in Zhongnan Mountain. I have sent someone to Zhongnan Mountain. If there is any news, I can just tell my master. If the master goes, can we still tell Miss Luo'er?"

Ying Er looked at Ying Yi admiringly, "Ying Yi, brother, you are too smart."

Yingyi was too lazy to pay attention to Yingyi and quickly walked towards the city gate.

At this time, in the carriage, Ye Hanyuan took off the cold mask on his face, his angular facial features were three-dimensional and handsome. Under his high nose, his sexy thin lips slightly raised. His pair of confusing purple eyes looked ahead. In his mind, Bai Luo's desperate eyes flashed. He could even hear the little girl shouting that he would ignore him again and never want him to be her apprentice again.

A chill came from Ye Hanyuan's back. When he came to his senses, he whispered, "Luoer, I won't be your apprentice anymore. Is it good to be your husband?"

Fantasizing about their wedding, Ye Hanyuan's smile became stronger and stronger.

There are only two days left before the wedding day of Bai Ruyan and Ye Hanyuan, and the marriage between Meishan and the Emperor and the Capital is also circulating.

On this day, in the Lingyun Aotian's ancestral hall, Di Aotian sat in the main seat with a distressed look on his face. Liu Wushuang asked curiously: "Master, what does it mean to have a face?"

Di Aotian looked at Liu Wushuang in a blink of an eye and frowned in confusion: "Madam, don't you think Feng'er is very strange these days?"

Liu Wushuang stared at Di Aotian with wide eyes, "Why is it strange?"

"Everyone in the world knows about Yan'er and Ye Hanyuan's marriage, so the kid doesn't react at all?"

Liu Wushuang was speechless, "You old man, isn't it good for your son to do this? What else do you need to react? Could it be that you go to rob the bride? The people in the imperial capital are the ones that our Lingyun Sect can provoke? Mengyi and Simon have surrendered. Then Prince, do you think your son can fight?"

"But Feng'er can't be so quiet!"

Liu Wushuang gave Di Aotian a blank look and said lightly: "Okay, I'll go and see Feng'er later."

"I'm going too."

Lingyun Zong Yu Pavilion, Di Feng sat in the room and looked at the paper letter in his hand, hesitated for a moment and stood up and left Yu Pavilion.

As soon as I went out, I met Di Aotian and Liu Wushuang.

Di Feng was stunned, "Dad, why are you here?"
Chapter completed!