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

I saw him staring at Sister's retreating back, looking thoughtful.

Yan Conngling asked keenly, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Lou Qixue shook his head, put the plum blossoms still stained with fine snow into her hands, pulled off his cloak and hugged her, "I just feel a little familiar."

Just as she was thinking about how to make a roundabout comment, the girl just said, "That's my sister."

The body behind him visibly stiffened, probably in shock. Yan Congling lowered her eyes and looked at the snow that was gradually melting on the plum blossom petals. The snow water slid down her fingertips, a little cold.

"It's strange, she doesn't look anything like me, but you can recognize her?"

She reacted very quickly, and questions arose.

"You have met her and me, right here at Yan's?"

She had doubted this before, but the seeds planted in her heart finally got a chance to grow and sprout.

The brain circuit of the demon catcher is very fast, and it is difficult for ordinary people to keep up. Once you find the gap, the remaining layers are as easy to peel off as if you were peeling off a cocoon. Lou Qixue knew this very well, so he hurriedly explained it.

"Listen to me first, Yan's matter has nothing to do with me..."

Afraid that she would misunderstand, he suddenly raised his sword and chopped off his fox's head.

Fortunately, Yan Conling looked calm, "I know."

Not to mention his moral character, his demonic aura is very clean, and he is not a deviant. And she focused on the more important things, "I won't ask much about the other things. There is only one thing. Since you have been to the Yan family, have you seen the man in black robe?"

He had been secretive about this matter before, so he probably had something to hide. Yan Conling prided himself on being considerate, so he simply walked around. The other party showed a complicated expression of relief and a little loss.

"I've seen him before, but the man was wrapped like a mouse and couldn't see his face at all."

Yan Conling was not discouraged, "It doesn't matter. The fox's nose is easy to use. You can always remember some smells, right?"

This is treating him like a dog again!

This question is very presumptuous for the noble demon king. Lou Qixue wanted to explode, but when he lowered his head and saw the seriousness on her face, he still calmed down and replied in a good voice, "Yes."

There are a lot of people coming and going in the Imperial Capital, and now there is even more evil aura mixed inside. Looking for such an old memory is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and the more Yan Conling thinks about it, the more he feels overwhelmed.

She didn't speak for a while.

Lou Qixue was anxious, "Don't be sad. If it doesn't work, I will change back to my original shape and let you lead me to the streets tomorrow to find someone."

To save face, you still have to lean back.

This outrageous statement made Yan Conling find it funny, "There are still bold demons in the Imperial Capital. I don't say whether you will meet demons in the demon clan in the future. If I take your original body out, wouldn't it be exposed? ?”

The corpse of the old emperor is still piled up somewhere.

As for the human form, that's even more impossible. No matter how much his face changes, his temperament cannot be concealed. Vixens are naturally charming and will be the focus of the crowd as long as they step out.

Lou Qixue's heart skipped a beat, "Then change into another animal."

It's indeed a good suggestion. Yan Conling pondered and said, "This matter needs to be considered in the long run."

Empress Wu was still watching in the dark, hoping to be recognized as the fox demon who was supposed to die.

For the crime of deceiving the emperor, I'm afraid the entire Demon Suppression Department will suffer along with it.

The snow water on his wrist was gently wiped away, and the man's fingertips were warm, quickly ironing the slightly cool skin.

"I know you won't catch cold and get sick easily, but be careful to get your sleeves wet." His eyes fell on the big yellow dog that ran over happily to rub the girl's trouser legs. He quietly bared his pointed canine teeth in a threatening manner.

However, Dahuang, who could only see food, still threw himself at Yan Conling's feet, twisted left and right, and stretched out his claws to reach the hem of her skirt. Lou Qixue's vinegar could only be secretly said, "In the future, when there are people around, I won't change into a fox. But as promised, I won't turn into a dog."

The girl turned around while holding plum blossoms, and almost saw his sour and twisted face.

She still said the same thing, "What's the difference between a fox and a dog?"

...

Until he was old, Ning Mozhang was still left outside to recuperate.

Compared to staying with Concubine Yao, although he was afraid of He Yaoguang, he didn't know if it was because he had been beaten more times and became thick-skinned, or if he was happier as a brainless person. Instead, he likes to keep up with me and seems much more comfortable.

"Idiot! I really can't stay with that idiot any longer!"

bang.

He Yaoguang yelled as soon as he came and slapped the sword in his hand on the table angrily.

Several people nearby consciously moved away, for fear of harming Chi Yu.

Yan Conling sat upright, glanced at her and said, "Please bear with it for a while longer."

The Seventh Prince and the Regent have already taken action to deal with the court. After Ning Beiqing fell ill, these old emperors were in a mess. Empress Wu was messing around again, and it was not an easy task to put things back together again.

But they can't stand up to two people who are very capable.

Yan Conling didn't understand this. He only learned all this from Yan Wanzhi. The courtiers were used to being lazy and had no idea that the regent would one day return to the world.

What I didn't even expect was that Ning Fengli, who had always looked sickly, would be the spitting image of the regent.

Those with keen intuition and shrewd brains have already sensed the direction of the future and will move in this direction knowing the current situation.

After not seeing her for a while, Ning Mingche looked not very good, feeling tired as if he hadn't slept for a long time. "I heard from my father that there seems to be some conflict between the Wu family and Empress Wu."

The Wu family lost a prince.

At this moment, he naturally wanted to support the Seven Kings who had the blood of the Wu family in their bodies.

But how could Queen Wu agree? The two sides are still in a stalemate.

Yan Conling felt the same as Ming Jing, "This is not our business."

Ning Fengli didn't want to rely on the Wu family.

As long as it doesn't become a roadblock, the rest can just occupy some of Queen Wu's attention.

"Mingche, how many days will you move out?" While a group of people were worrying about business, only the old father Yue Lingheng was concerned about his junior brother's health.

"My lord, have you been in a hurry lately? Your eyes..." The dark circles under your eyes are like black chickens.

"My father has stopped urging me recently." He grabbed a handful of hair angrily, and his expression worsened as if he was recalling something unpleasant.

"But he changed it to something else. He fed me three bowls of Dabu Decoction a day! After drinking it, I felt weak all over and couldn't lift my energy. If I didn't drink it, my father would cry, make trouble, and hang himself!"

He was weak when he was young, and unclean things with green faces and fangs often appeared in front of him. The medicine was prescribed by Xuanyuezi himself, and he had been drinking it since he was a child, so he had long been used to it.

But it’s still hard to accept such a leap from bowl to basin.

Thinking of the great prince's round body, holding a rope and howling everywhere... everyone fell silent.

Yan Conling, who had experienced the devastation caused by the excessive tonic decoction, shrank his neck back.