The Poison Doctor Mad Concubine is a Bit Tugged

Ye Murin's hand holding Ye Feiran's slender waist did not mean to let go at all, and nodded lightly, "If this continues, they will come out to harm the people around them sooner or later."

Hearing this, Ye Feiran's brows furrowed even tighter. She looked up at Ye Mulin and asked, "Is there nothing you can do?"

Ye Mulin looked down at Ye Feiran in her arms, noticed her frowning brows, and couldn't help reaching out to smooth it.

When the cold fingers touched the skin, Ye Feiran froze slightly, and looked at the man in astonishment. What is this? Talk well, can't you?

Ye Mulin caressed Ye Feiran's brow lightly, and when it was smoothed out, she reluctantly retracted her hand and lightly opened her thin lips, "There will be a solution at that time, don't think too much now."

After a pause, Ye Mulin continued, "I will not let you and your relatives be hurt."

This sentence fell into Ye Feiran's ears like an oath, and she was stunned again.

He is so kind to her, isn't he afraid that everything he pays will not be rewarded?

Ye Mulin noticed the change in Ye Feiran's eyes, and the corners of her mouth evoked an indiscernible arc. She finally began to struggle. This was a good start, and he had to make persistent efforts.

"Cough cough~ What are you going to do now? Go back or find that pair of sisters?" Ye Murin asked, directly resolving Ye Feiran's embarrassment.

Ye Feiran glanced at the still spooky ghost street and said, "Are you sure they're really all right?"

Ye Mulin: "OK."

"Okay, then let's go back. If we don't go back, it will be dawn, and I have to sleep."

After speaking, Ye Feiran yawned with a sleepy look on her face.

Seeing this, Ye Mulin's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and she hugged Ye Feiran and flew towards the city.

Ye Feiran subconsciously hugged Ye Murin's neck, blinked her eyes, and a faint blush appeared on her pretty face.

"Cough, that, I can fly myself."

Ye Mulin looked down at Ye Feiran, and when she saw the blush on her pretty face, she should not be too beautiful. After all, it is very difficult to see the shy little fox in her arms.

"You are too sleepy, I will take you to fly faster."

Ye Feiran: "..."

Is she shooting herself in the foot?

Forget it, she should be happy with the free and fast mounts.

This time, Ye Mulin didn't slow down or take a detour to keep the beauty in her arms longer, just because he felt sorry for Ye Feiran and was tired.

Ye Murin directly sent Ye Feiran back to Fenghua Pavilion, seeing Ye Feiran stunned, this man actually...

Nima, it's really easy to do anything because of your strength.

"Have a good rest." Ye Murin lowered her head and whispered in Ye Feiran's ear.

The warm breath sprayed on the small ears, making Ye Feiran's blush that finally dissipated with the wind reappeared on her face.

It's really unsatisfactory, what's the shyness!

At this moment, Ye Feiran disliked herself in her heart, and quickly said thank you, and quickly turned back to her boudoir.

Ye Mulin looked at Ye Feiran's back, and the corner of her mouth raised a happy arc, she stopped staying, and her figure turned into a gust of wind and left.

Ye Feiran leaned against the door and released her mental energy. After a while, she opened the door and saw it.

Seeing that there was no Ye Mulin in the yard, she let out a light breath and murmured, "This man is going to die tonight!"

Next, Ye Feiran took a cold bath to calm her restless heart, otherwise she would not have to sleep all night.

The next day, the news of the ghost street spread throughout the capital, and the lord Huangfutian also held an emergency meeting. Not only all the ministers in the court and the royal family members, but even all the heads of the aristocratic families attended.

In the courtroom, the atmosphere was very solemn. When Huangfutian was about to speak, the eunuch hurried in.

"His Royal Highness the Night King has come down."

Hearing this, everyone was surprised, and they all wondered why the always mysterious and unpredictable His Royal Highness the Night King suddenly came? Could it be that the ghost street is more serious than they thought?

After Huangfutian was shocked, he stood up abruptly, thinking in his heart: "His Royal Highness the Night King has come down, can he ask him to help deal with the ghost street?"

"Quick, quick, quick please!"

In this way, Huangfutian personally welcomed Ye Murin in.

"Night King, your presence makes us flourish." Huangfutian gave a flattering smile.

Ye Mulin glanced at Huangfutian and said indifferently, "Stop talking nonsense."

Today's Ye Murin wore a hideous mask, and his cold aura did not restrain, so as soon as he walked into the court, the people inside instantly felt a sense of oppression.

The people in the hall glanced at Ye Mulin, lowered their heads and dared not look directly, for fear of accidentally offending him, causing trouble for their upper body and risking their lives.

Huangfuze looked at Ye Murin with a burning adoration in his eyes. He also wanted to become a person like Ye Murin, but unfortunately he could only daydream.

Huangfuze's eyes were too hot, Ye Mulin glanced at him, and a look of disgust flashed in his eyes, he really didn't understand what this sick child had to help with.

With just one glance, Ye Mulin retracted his gaze and went straight to the place specially prepared by Huangfu Tianming to sit down, when the people around him were transparent.

Huangfutian glanced at Ye Mulin, feeling a little nervous, but he quickly recovered and began to enter the theme of today's court meeting.

Time passed slowly, and the court fell into a heated discussion, but Ye Mulin closed his eyes and turned a blind eye to everything around him, which made Huangfutian anxious to death.

Wasn't the Night King here to help? Could it be that he was just here to hear their arguments?

After another half an hour, the people in the court could not discuss any good solutions, and everyone peeked at Ye Mulin, hoping that he would come out and speak.

"Cough cough~ You have been negotiating for so long, why can't you find any solution?" Huangfutian continued to look in Ye Murin's direction as he spoke.

The people in the hall lowered their heads and closed their mouths tightly, but they still looked in Ye Mulin's direction from time to time.

At this time, Ye Mulin lived up to the expectations and opened his eyes that were as black as night. He reached out and picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea before he said calmly, "This king heard that the sons of the king are very competitive. fierce."

As soon as the words fell, Huangfutian and Huangfuxian became nervous, what is the night king doing?

Others in the hall also looked at Ye Mulin, waiting for his next words.

Ye Mulin played with the teacup in his hand, the corners of his mouth under the mask raised an indiscernible arc, and lightly opened his thin lips, "It is better to leave the matter of the ghost street to the ten sons of the king, who will handle the matter of the ghost street well? Naturally, it will be supported by the people. Lord, don't you think so?"

Huangfutian, who was named, looked at Ye Mulin's black eyes, felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, and swallowed subconsciously, "I, I..."

Huangfuxian looked at Huangfutian nervously, and at the same time hated Ye Mulin in his heart. Isn't it obvious that he is transparent as a prince? Ye Mulin, how could he do this?

It's a pity that he wasn't brave enough to fight Ye Mulin, so he could only look at his father and emperor pleadingly.