Yan Mor Calamity frowned, staring closely at the delicate little face under the golden tassel.

It was this woman again, no wonder she could break his ghost formation.

For some reason, seeing that his bride was Liang Sheng, Yan Mor Calamity had an inexplicable joy in his heart.

Liangsheng’s eyes flickered lightly, ignoring Yan Mor Calamity, and raised her hand to gently take the phoenix crown off her head.

After a long day at the top, she was really tired.

Without the cover of the golden tassel, the delicate and beautiful little face was completely exposed in front of Yan Mor Calamity.

Skin like snow, long hair like ink, willow eyebrows like smoke, eyes like a clear spring, teeth like shells, gas like an orchid, there is no place that is not elegant and vulgar.

The purple iris in the corner of her eye was the opposite, flirtatious and bewitching, as if she could seduce people.

The heart, uncontrollably, beat wildly, as if the soul was attracted to the woman in front of him.

Damn it, why is it that every time I see this woman, my heart is tugged at by her.

Yan Mor Calamity clenched his fists, forced down the throbbing in his heart, and frowned, “Who the hell are you?”

She could never be Shui Ruoyan.

Liang Sheng got up and looked straight into Yan Mor Calamity’s eyes with a sad face.

“I don’t blame you for not remembering me.”

The sorrowful violet eyes, the grumbling little face, once again succeeded in making Yan Mor Calamity’s heart ache.

Yan Mor Calamity’s brows were furrowed, again with these words.

Should he remember her?

But as far as he could remember, he had never seen her before.

“Now I’ll reintroduce myself, this time you can’t forget about me.” Liang Sheng walked up to Yan Mor Calamity and looked at him extremely seriously.

Looking at Liang Sheng’s serious violet eyes, Yan Mor Calamity subconsciously nodded his head.

“My name is Duanmu Liangsheng, I’m from the Vast Sky Continent, and I came to Luobing just to find you.”

At this moment, Liangsheng was not shy, and his deep purple eyes were thick with love.

She liked him fifteen years back …

This time, she will be brave enough to pursue her own happiness.

The heart shook violently, Yan Mor Calamity’s eyes abruptly became deep.

This woman …

Hantian Continent?

Should he believe it?

If it’s an act, then this woman’s acting is too good.

The corners of Liangsheng’s lips hooked up into a bitter smile, with a serious face, “Don’t doubt what I say, I may cheat anyone, but I will never cheat you.”

Yan Mor Calamity’s indifferent eyes flickered gently, and his long-frozen heart began to melt because of that soft sentence.

“You … get an early night.”

Yan Mor Calamity said in a twisted manner, then turned around and fled.

At this moment, Yan Mor Calamity was flustered.

The appearance of this woman stirred up everything, including his heart, which he feared would no longer belong to him if he stayed any longer.

Looking at Yan Mor Calamity’s flustered back, Liangsheng’s lips slightly hooked, “The door is locked.”

She’d heard the locking of the door a moment ago while he’d been fuming, she just hadn’t warned him.

Yan Mor Calamity’s footsteps slightly pause, and then quickly walked two steps to the door to pull the door hard, but it does not move.

Yan Mor Calamity instantly dropped a head of black lines.

Big brother is still really …

Yan Qingxuan, who was outside the door, rubbed his nose sheepishly.

Don’t blame him, there’s nothing he can do about it. It’s surrounded by those people’s eyes.

In the room, Liangsheng looked at Yan Mor Calamity, who was frozen by the door, with some amusement.

“Aren’t you tired, come over and sleep together.”

But she was tired, even though she had spent the day just sitting, that was exhausting.

Liangsheng didn’t even bother to take off his wedding clothes and directly climbed inside the bed to lie down.

Yan Mor Calamity’s body stiffened, struggled for a long time, and finally walked back.

Glancing at Liang Sheng inside the bed, Yan Mor Calamity couldn’t help but blush, his heart pounding.

This woman …

Do we really have to sleep together?

Right in the middle of Yan Mor Calamity’s rambling thoughts, a shallow breathing sound came.

Yan Mor Calamity instantly blackened his face.

Damn woman for falling asleep for him, it was their wedding night.

Yan Mor Calamity got into bed a little angry and wanted to wake Liangsheng up, but looking at her peaceful little face, he was a little intolerant.

Exasperated, he lay back down, listening to the sound of the cleansing breaths, and turned in annoyance, turning his back to Ryou Sheng.

But even with his back turned, the sound of that shallow breathing was still like a magical sound that entered his ears and wrapped around his heart.

Finally, Yan Mor Calamity still couldn’t hold back and turned around to face Liangsheng.

Looking at Liangsheng’s exquisite and absolutely beautiful little face, Yan Mor Calamity was slightly lost in thought.

She was truly beautiful, as mesmerizing as a flower spirit.

It seemed like every time he saw her, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but he remembered very clearly that he hadn’t seen her before.

Liang Sheng suddenly turned around, and Yan Mor Calamity instantly froze.

Warm breath, one by one, sprayed on the side of Yan Mor Calamity’s neck, as if a feather was lightly brushing his heart.

Yan Mor Calamity’s breathing became rapid all of a sudden, and his indifferent eyes became dark at this moment.

I don’t know whether it was hot or nervous, Yan Mor Calamity actually broke out in a wet sweat.

Quietly, he moved back, and finally the tingling at the side of his neck was gone, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, there was a small person in his arms.

“A Yan …”

Liang Sheng hugged Yan Mor Calamity tightly, her small face lightly rubbing against his chest.

The murmured murmuring voice crashed directly into Yan Mor Calamity’s heart.

A Yan …

Is he the one she’s looking for?

The Luo Wangfu, at this moment, had become a pot of porridge.

A dozen or so eunuchs came in and out, each with a stony face.

Yan Sheng Yuan and Yan Sheng Yu anxiously looked at the unconscious Yan Sheng Yi on the bed.

“How is Yi’er doing?” An anxious voice suddenly rang out.

“Mother.” Seeing Shen Qingdai, Yan Sheng Yuan and Yan Sheng Yu immediately saluted.

“See you, Empress Mother.” The imperial doctors also saluted.

Shen Qingdai ignored the salute of the crowd and walked briskly to the bedside, looking at the pale Yan Sheng Yi, her heart instantly seized up.

“Swish” turned his head, his sharp eyes shooting straight at the eunuch kneeling at the front.

“Doctor Zhong, how exactly is King Chloe?”

“Reporting to Empress Dowager, His Highness King Luo’s heart and lungs are damaged, although his life is not in danger, he is afraid that he will fall ill in the future.”

Doctor Zhong Zheng bowed and reported truthfully.

Shen Qingdai was instantly furious, “A group of useless wastes, what is the use of Spirit Moon raising you group of rice buckets …”

In the face of Shen Qingdai’s angry scolding voice, the eunuchs all lowered their heads and did not say a word.

Yan Sheng Yuan’s brows knitted lightly as he bowed and said, “Mother Mother rest her anger, let them go and dispense medicine for Fourth Brother first.”

Shen Qingdai turned her eyes to look at Yan Sheng Yi, who was still unconscious, and was filled with heartache.

“All of you get the hell out of here.”

The eunuchs immediately rose and respectfully retreated.

As soon as the eunuchs left, Shen Qingdai glared at Yan Sheng Yuan and Yan Sheng Yu, “Say, what’s going on?”

Yan Sheng Yu looked confused, how could he know what was happening?

Yan Sheng Yuan’s eyes were deep, “It’s that Shui Ruoyan.”

“It’s that short-lived ghost?” Shen Qingdai’s eyes widened in surprise.

“That ugly monster hit fourth brother, why didn’t I see it?” Yan Sheng Yu was puzzled.

He had been with Fourth Brother today, so how come he hadn’t seen her injure him.

Yan Sheng Yuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, “That’s her, her cultivation is afraid to be above me.”

To be able to easily fight back Old Four and Old Seven’s attacks, and to seriously injure Old Four, that woman’s strength could not be underestimated.

“What?”

“What?”

Two screams sounded at the same time.

That ugly bastard’s cultivation was higher than even Second Brother, so wouldn’t that be several times higher than him.

Yan Sheng Yu’s heart instantly became uncomfortable.

“Did you see it wrong?” Shen Qingdai frowned.

As far as she knew, this third young lady of the Water Family was a sickly child, unable to leave the medicine pot since she was a child, always staying in the inner courtyard, never going out.

So claiming that of all the famous women, only the third lady of the Shui family, she hadn’t met.

And because of that, she’d never been able to find a chance to make her die the same way her two sisters had.

Yan Sheng Yuan shook his head, “I definitely won’t be wrong.”

He wasn’t Old Seven, and all those present today, except Old Seven, were afraid that they were well aware of today’s events.

“Could it be that the rumors are false, if this Shui Ruoyan really has a high level of cultivation, then it’s all the more reason not to stay.” A cold aura of resentment flashed through Shen Qingdai’s eyes.

One Yan Qingshen and one Yan Mor Calamity were hard enough to deal with, and she would never allow another Shui Ruoyan with a high level of cultivation.

The corner of Yan Sheng Yuan’s lips hooked up in a wicked smile, “Mother mother is not in a hurry, tomorrow they will enter the palace to thank for their kindness, we have plenty of opportunities.”

Shen Qingdai sniffed, raising her eyebrows and sneering.

Yan Sheng Yu, on the other hand, looked at Shen Qingdai and Yan Sheng Yuan in confusion, not quite understanding what kind of riddle they were playing.

King Jing’s Mansion, main courtyard.

Under the candlelight, Jun Qingxuan was holding a green colored robe embroidered with green bamboo.

There was a different kind of beauty reflected in the dim light on that elegant and beautiful face.

“Your Highness, the king is back.”

Jun Qingxuan’s personal maid, Shui Yun, had just finished reporting when Yan Qingxuan entered the house.

“The King is back.”

The corners of Jun Qingxuan’s lips lifted into a light smile as she put down the clothes in her hands and greeted them.

Mizuno sensibly retreated and closed the door to the room.

Glancing at the green clothes on the small table, Yan Qingxuan frowned lightly.

“Making clothes for me again, I couldn’t wear the clothes I made last time, don’t do it next time, careful you hurt your eyes.”

The corner of Jun Qingxuan’s lips slightly hooked, “It’s fine, the lights are on. It just so happens that I’ve made it, so try it.”

Jun Qingxuan said as she took the green colored robe on the small table, then reached out to help Yan Qingxuan unbutton it.

Yan Qingxuan’s handsome face slightly reddened as he busily grabbed Jun Qingxuan’s hand, “I’ll do it myself.”

“We’re an old married couple, what are you shy about?”

Jun Qingxuan glared petulantly at Yan Qingxuan and skillfully unbuttoned Yan Qingxuan’s coat.

It’s an old married couple, but …

Yan Qingxuan’s face reddened as he stared blankly at Jun Qingxuan’s elegant little face.

Was it right or wrong to marry her back.

“Right, how about Sixth Brother and that Third Miss Shui?” Seemingly thinking of something, Jun Qingxuan suddenly said.

Yan Qingxuan immediately laughed, “They ah, they’re good!”

Ghost King’s Mansion, South Court.

Yan Mor Calamity was up all night because Liang Sheng hugged him the whole night.

If you push it away, you can’t let go, if you don’t push it away, you can’t sleep.

The whole night, Yan Mor Calamity spent in the heartbeat accelerated, the heart is in the mind.

Looking at the sleeping sweet person in his arms, Yan Mor Calamity’s lips hooked up a bitter smile.

The woman had gotten him distracted, but she herself was sleeping soundly.

Yan Mor Calamity gently removed Liang Sheng’s hand and tried to get out of bed, but he startled Liang Sheng.