Red waist breaking line

Chapter 607

After listening to it for a long time, she was overwhelmed by the exhaustion of days of hard work. Unknowingly, she fell asleep against the stone door.She was dreaming, when suddenly there was a loud noise from the mechanism, and the door suddenly opened, her center of gravity was unsteady and she threw herself forward, just in time to fall into a firm but cold embrace.It was Yang Yizhao.

For a moment, she was both happy and sad. The happy thing was that Yang Yizhao was safe and sound, but the sad thing was that he still had that indifferent face, as if he had never known her before.But no matter what, his safety is the top priority. She grabbed his hand, dragged him to the stone table, pressed him to sit down, and asked, "Are you all right? Did that wicked woman make things difficult for you?"

Yang Yizhao looked at her quietly, his eyes were as calm as an ancient well, it seemed that no matter what she said or how much she said, nothing could enter his heart.But how could Xiao Yezi give up?She had seen his brutality when he was possessed by Emperor Jie, and he was completely different from the indifferent and quiet him at this moment.He didn't repeat the same mistakes at this moment, and he didn't resist resisting her touch, she was already very content.The next step is to find a way to make him realize that he is talking to him.

Just when Xiao Yezi was feeling sad and helpless, the woman's voice sounded calmly from behind her: "Evil woman?"

Xiao Ye Zi turned her head and gave her a sideways glance, feeling unhappy and merciless in her words: "Inhumane, arbitrary, treating people like worthless tools, what is this a wicked woman?"

"Miss Chang has a temper." The woman smiled slightly, not taking Xiao Yezi's disobedience seriously.

The woman said softly, but Xiao Yezi was quite surprised: "How do you know that my surname is Chang? I didn't tell Shen Tuisi, so he must not have told you. You can't pinch and count, are you a witch? Hi , Forget it, it’s not surprising that something happened in this underground palace.”

The woman smiled and said: "Your husband told me. Not only did he tell me your name, but he also told me that you were adopted by the envoy of my teaching medicine when you were young, and... recently recognized the fourth generation leader of Lingyue Sect. As a righteous brother, Xi was named the son of the Dragon God of the Lingyue Dynasty. He was in crisis twice and was rescued by Bi Ling at the critical moment. Is that so?"

Xiao Yezi glanced at the numb Yang Yizhao beside her, wondering whether to believe it or not, but at the moment she couldn't provide any evidence to refute it, so she could only suspend her doubts and said calmly: "Since he said it, then it is the same as what I said. "

The woman walked around Xiao Yezi slowly, and looked around her with a pair of wonderful eyes, as if she wanted to see her through: "I really don't see what's special about you, why did Bi Ling choose to protect you?"

Xiao Ye Zi sneered and said, "I don't see anything special about you other than your beautiful appearance, so why can you manipulate Bi Ling... Although your skin is young, you speak like someone who has lived for 800 years. My old lady, maybe you borrowed Biling's dead body to bring back your soul."

Xiao Yezi's words were just a temporary remark, without any basis.However, the woman was very surprised when she heard this: "You still know this?" She suddenly burst out laughing, "Yes, you have faced that person before...how is it so strange to know this?"

"You mean, Emperor Jie?" Xiao Yezi couldn't help asking when she heard her mention it.

The woman was startled, as if she was quite unfamiliar with the word Jiedi: "Jiedi? Your husband also mentioned this name just now. But I don't recognize him. Who is he?"

Xiao Ye Zi saw that her expression did not seem to be fake, so she patiently explained: "The fourth generation descendant of the Zhao Dynasty, the successor of Ziqing Jie, is named Zhao Mingjie."

"Ziqing Jie?" The woman's eyes moved and she smiled, "I thought I was wrong, but it really is him."

As she spoke, the woman sighed, rolled up her hair at the side of her temples, and walked to the jade couch, gently stroking the quilt on the couch, with infinite tenderness in her eyes: "He really didn't die."

(End of this chapter)