My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

Behind the screen, a tall figure with a clear outline can be seen, walking slowly.

A corner of the scarlet robe was exposed, and the embroidered pattern shone in the shadow of the candle. Yan Conngling subconsciously looked for the fan. When he reacted, he was surprised to realize that his mentality seemed to have changed in this dream.

Before I could think about the difference, the pair of black boots embroidered with gold threads had already stopped in my sight.

Just like the previous time, the visitor stretched out his slender fingers like a bright moon and gently pulled out the fan she was holding in front of her. Yan Conngling raised his gaze.

It was the first time she had such a dream, and she clenched her palms, feeling a little nervous for no reason.

The wedding room was shrouded in a hazy crimson light and shadow. The groom wore a dark gold brocade robe with Ruyi patterns, and a white jade woven gold belt buckled his lean and powerful waist.

Going up the hem of the clothes, what catches the eye is not the handsome face, but the head of a fox... The long and narrow eyes have natural scarlet demonic lines at the end, which is beautiful and enchanting, but not scary.

But with such a head hanging in front of her.

Yan Conling, who is allergic to demons, reacts faster with her hands than her brain. By the time he realized something, the slap had already landed firmly.

Snapped.

A crisp sound broke the silence of the night.

The fox's head in the dream disappeared, replaced by that familiar and beautiful face. At this moment, he was so close, and there was an obvious red mark on his cheek.

Yan Conling sat up, "You..."

The other party reacted quickly, grabbed her wrist, and asked in a worried tone, "Have you had another nightmare?"

She had had nightmares in the past, but they were not as aggressive as tonight.

The girl looked strange, as if she wanted to open her mouth to explain, but didn't know how.

I just secretly blamed him for the human body and animal head he described before going to bed, otherwise I wouldn't have such a ridiculous dream.

With the mark of the slap still on her face, Lou Qixue poured a cup of warm tea and handed it to her, saying, "Drink some water first, and I'll look for a storybook."

Apparently, he thought she was uneasy tonight.

The cup was warm in the palm of her hand. Yan Conling lowered her eyes and said, "Take care of the injury on your face first."

She is quite strong, and she is not the delicate girl she looks like. Half asleep and half awake, the attack was neither light nor heavy.

Face was the only thing he could hope to use to seduce her, and Lou Qixue didn't dare to look down upon it for fear of ruining her face. When I came back after applying the medicine, I saw the girl still sitting there with her head bowed. The candlelight cast a faint shadow under her thick eyelashes, and it was hard to tell what she was thinking.

She had been doing this more and more recently when she was with him...

Thinking of this, Lou Qixue panicked in her heart. He tentatively closed the distance, and when he saw that the girl did not resist, he carefully wrapped his arms around the slender back and gently pulled her into his arms.

Her cultivation was faster than at this time in her previous life.

Fasting is imminent, and his face and body almost remain at this stage.

Light and beautiful, yet vigorous.

From his angle, he could see the girl's long black hair spread obediently around her shoulders. Through the thin clothes, she could clearly feel the softness and warmth, as well as her slender neck that was as delicate as jade...

Originally, I wanted to ask in a subtle way if she had encountered any troubles or if there was something about me that had troubled her.

But at the moment, Lou Qixue's eyes were in a daze, and her eyes were only busy separating families.

"Did you make the wedding dress on the wedding day?"

She suddenly raised her gaze and met his crimson-clouded face. The latter pursed his lips tightly as if he had been burned, and moved his eyes away in panic, with an unnatural peach blossom color at the end of his eyes.

"Hmm..." Lou Qixue only responded as his thoughts were in turmoil.

The girl half-propelled her body and got closer to him, "The golden butterfly inside the sleeve..."

"I embroidered it."

After he answered this sentence, the other party fell silent suddenly.

Her body seemed a little stiff, her hands on his forearms were unconsciously straining, her fingertips were a little white, and Lou Qixue could even feel pain. But he couldn't care about this and asked nervously, "Why do you suddenly think of this? Do you not like it?"

Kingdee is a bit of selfishness on his part.

I originally thought that according to Yan Conling's temperament, he wouldn't care about this kind of thing. What happened today?
The strength in his hand finally relaxed, as if he had experienced a drowning struggle, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from Yan Congling's palm. Her voice was a little deep, stuck in her throat.

"It's okay, I just think it looks good. You actually have such good embroidery skills..."

When he was happy, his tail wrapped around him.

"If you like it, I will make you new clothes every day."

In the second half of the night, Yan Conngling slept surprisingly well, peacefully and dreamlessly, sleeping until dawn. But when he opened his eyes and woke up, the carriage from the palace was already waiting outside the gate.

"Miss Yan."

It was still the round-faced eunuch I had seen last time. He shook his whisk and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, please come."

Take a bath today, it’s rare to have some free time.

Yan Conngling is a city patrol maniac, but this does not mean that he likes to do all kinds of work. The old emperor is dead and now he is just an empty shell.

Therefore, it is self-evident who gave this order.

Empress Wu knew that the emperor had summoned her before. She must be worried that because of the sudden interruption in the middle of the journey, she will probably become suspicious and realize that something is wrong.

It has to be said that the other party knows her very well.

Yan Conling took a step forward, frowned and asked softly, "Is it still the alchemy room from last time?"

"Yes." The round-faced eunuch nodded, "However, the Holy Emperor has been ill recently due to the heat, and is currently raising her. I'm afraid the girl won't be able to see anyone this time."

Not only this time, there will be no chance in the future.

Yan Conngling felt the same as Ming Jing. Although the puppets are lifelike, they are almost the same as the real ones. But Empress Wu was still worried about what she would see and didn't dare to let her see her more.

Pretending to be docile and cooperative, her expression gradually began to turn cold until she got into the carriage.

The father-in-law who came today was guessed to be someone from the Seventh Prince's Palace who had been placed in the palace. Soon, this idea was confirmed.

"Miss Yan, be careful." Before entering, the round-faced eunuch suddenly lowered his voice, "The Holy One has killed several alchemists in these days."

Queen Wu has not lived in vain for so many years.

Older gingers are more spicy. After she woke up, she soon realized that there was a traitor among the people she had chosen. But when they came to their senses, most of these people packed up and fled.

She didn't dare to kill more. After all, the old emperor treated these alchemists with respect and courtesy. If you change too much, I'm afraid it will be self-defeating.

As he walked around a flower bush in full bloom, he happened to see several powerful nuns not far away, twisting a thin figure, and happened to pass by.

The girl suddenly raised her head, her face that should have been delicate and charming was covered with knife marks. The skin and flesh were turned out and glowed dark red, and some of the bones were even visible, making it look particularly horrifying.

Yan Conngling stopped and asked, "What's going on?"