The monster Mingyu caused quite a commotion in Linyuan.

In fact, among the demon clan in Linyuan, it's not that there are no beauties with outstanding beauty. It's just that when it comes to the beauty that captivates the country and the city, only Lord Zhanyue can compete with Qingqiu Emperor Mingyu.

It's just that I can't say what kind of person Zangetsu-sama is, but she is an absolute beauty of ice and snow. She rarely appears in public on weekdays. When she appears, she has no smile, a cold statue of a beauty, and the air-conditioning hits her face. I think of her again.

Her methods of rectifying her subordinates were fierce and popular. Even Lord Demon Lord's favorite Prince Huan Lang suffered everywhere under her hands and could not get any benefits from her.

Such a beauty has so much prestige that almost no one dares to treat her as a beauty. She is such a high-ranking demon that it is too late for people to be afraid and they dare not think too much about her.

But the Qingqiu Emperor who appears now is different. Zhanyue is just Linyuan's queen behind the scenes, but he is the king of a country. Not to mention his evil looks, his temperament is even more approachable.

This is enough to overwhelm the hearts of women in Linyuan, as well as some of the hearts of men...

"What's going on with Emperor Qingqiu? Why are you still staying in Linyuan? Huan'er, have you sent someone to monitor him day and night?" Yao Yue's tone was filled with anger, and Yan Huan immediately gave him a plate of flattery.

The peach blossom cake was placed in Yao Yue's hand, and a cup of green bamboo wind dew was presented to her attentively.

"Auntie, almost every move he makes is under your nose. He will be fine."

Yan Huan's nonchalant tone attracted Yao Yue's cold eyes, which were so cold that he actually didn't even eat his favorite peach blossom cake.

Yan Huan's back felt cold and he quickly said seriously, "Aunt, Huan'er specially arranged his residence in Qingbo Hall. Qingbo Hall is adjacent to your Snow Soul Hall. In the evening, Huan Lang was in the same room as him.

Under the roof, nothing will happen."

Yao Yue lowered her head and looked at the moon-white embroidered patterns on her sleeves, and said casually, "Please get him out quickly. Can't he go back to Qingqiu? You should be thick-skinned, you may not even be able to drive away.

Are you leaving?"

Yan Huan agreed.

In the evening, Huan Lang came to have dinner with Yao Yue.

Huan Lang, who has always been lively and talkative, was a little silent today. He sat on a round stool, took chopsticks, and barely managed to take two bites, then stopped eating.

Yao Yue thought that these meals were not to Huan Lang's taste, but before Yao Yue could speak, Huan Lang hurriedly saluted and said that he still had unfinished homework and had to go back to study.

As if something was chasing him from behind, he quickly disappeared out the door.

Mother and son would only sit together when eating. At this time, Huan Lang would always tell Yao Yue about what he had done.

For the first time today, Huan Lang said nothing and looked miserable.

Yao Yue couldn't help but express her inner doubts, "This child, if he doesn't eat well, how will his body be able to survive?"

Surprisingly, Yan Huan, who used to feel more sorry for Huan Lang than himself, looked unconcerned and ate his meal quietly, as if he hadn't seen anything.

Huan Lang was not here, so they both just had a few bites.

Yao Yue went to the Qingbo Hall next door. In the west hall, Huan Lang was meditating on the couch where he practiced, looking attentive.

She had no choice but to leave quietly again.

When passing the east side hall, the door was ajar, and a black figure could be seen pacing inside. Yao Yue quickened his pace.

In recent days, Lord Fox Mingyu mostly stayed in Qingbo Hall and never came out again, and Yao Yue never met Mingyu again.

She remembered that she had sent out an announcement to give the Demon King a concubine, and immediately called for the master of ceremonies. When she asked about the result, no one from the Three Realms came to the door, not even to ask.

Yao Yue sat on the couch, silent for a long time, holding a chess piece between her jade-like slender fingers. The sudden silence caused cold sweat to break out on the forehead of the emcee who was kneeling on the ground.

Her Majesty, this is a prelude to getting angry. Didn't I say that there is a strange calm before the storm?

He wished he could disappear into the cracks of the ground immediately.

Yao Yue suddenly chuckled, her soft voice was like ice and snow melting, and the chill was biting, "In this case, it is no longer in the Three Realms. I want to personally check and send all the portraits of young men of the right age among the demon clan to

I’ll take it in my hand.”

When the master of ceremonies got up, he accidentally glanced at Yao Yue's hand and found that the chess piece she was playing with had turned into a fine powder silently.

He was frightened one after another, and his work efficiency suddenly improved a lot. However, three days later, he sent all the images to Yao Yue Snow Soul Palace.

Yao Yue finally selected ten men with outstanding looks and brought them to the Snow Soul Palace.

Only high-level demon immortals can enter and leave the Snow Soul Palace, and they only go there every few days. On this day, ten young and handsome unfamiliar faces took turns entering and leaving the Snow Soul Palace. No matter how low-key Yao Yue was, she was also

The monsters in the abyss saw it.

After dinner, Yao Yue left the Xuehun Palace and went to the Qingbo Palace to see Huan Lang. She found that he was not there. She sat and waited in his room for a long time and still did not see him back. When she was about to go out and send someone to look for him, she heard the sound of footsteps.

Close.

Yao Yue's ears were strong, and the one with lighter footsteps was Huan Lang, but the other one, whose footsteps were heavier, steady and powerful, didn't know who it was.

Yao Yue was standing behind the Duobao grid, admiring the extra gadgets in Huan Lang's room. Various treasures were placed on the numerous Bao grids, blocking Yao Yue's figure.

Two footsteps entered the room at the same time.

Huan Lang's voice was full of dissatisfaction, "Just wait and see, I will beat you sooner or later, and then..."

Another deep voice said with a smile, "You must defeat me first, then you can talk. A man can only say harsh words and be embarrassed."

"Hmph! I - mother!"

Huan Lang was surprised and stood on the spot. Behind him stood Mingyu, who was dressed in black clothes.

Yao Yue's eyes immediately caught the wound on Huan Lang's forehead, which had been bandaged roughly.

Huan Lang's face was slightly pale, and Ming Yu held his arm.

Huan Lang immediately broke away from Ming Yu's hand, walked towards Yao Yue, smiled and took Yao Yue's hand, "Mother, have you had dinner?"

Yao Yue's eyes were indifferent, ignoring Huan Lang's flattering smile, and looked coldly at Ming Yu, who had a cold expression, "Did you hit him?"

Before Mingyu could speak, Huan Lang immediately interrupted, "Mother, Huan Lang is just trying to learn about the fire spirit with him."

"Linyuan is a small place and cannot accommodate Emperor Qingqiu. Besides, we in Linyuan will be busy with weddings soon, so I'm afraid we won't be able to spare the manpower to entertain you."

Yao Yue gently broke away from Huan Lang's hand and used a trick to lock him on the spot.

Yao Yue's strikes were like lightning, forcing Ming Yu to retreat steadily, and the two of them fought directly into the east side hall.

"I am the only one who can beat my child, and I will punish him. Who do you think you are, meddling in my family affairs? Get out of here!"

Not in front of Huan Lang, Yao Yue was completely furious, using her hand as a knife, she quickly stabbed Ming Yu in the face. Ming Yu ducked and Yao Yue's hand fell away.

After cultivating to this day, I have already made up for all my cultivation, and I am trying my best to get rid of the bad breath in my heart.

She jumped up, and when she replied with a wild goose, one hand struck at his chest, and the other hand waved towards his eyes, just for an imaginary move, but she did not expect that Mingyu suddenly turned around and hugged her waist with one hand.

Yao Yue only felt her feet slip, and the hand that made a false move had already slipped across his face.

With a muffled groan, Mingyu held his eyes in one hand and stood still.

Blood slowly flowed out from between his fingers.

The intact eye looked at Yao Yue quietly, without anger or hatred. It was so calm, like a quiet lake with deep water and no bottom in sight.

"You hurt my son today. This is a small punishment but a big warning. Don't wait until I get angry, tear my face apart in public, and drive you away. Then you will understand."

Yao Yue was too lazy to hit her anymore, so she turned around after speaking. Ming Yu's hands immediately wrapped around her waist and hugged her. Yao Yue lowered her head and realized that the ground had been broken.

If you accidentally step on porcelain, you will not only fall but also injure your feet.

Could it be because of this that Mingyu suddenly stopped to protect her, but she took the opportunity to poke him in the eye.

Mingyu looked at Yao Yue's complicated face, retracted her hand very naturally, and turned her back.

After returning to Snow Soul Palace, Yao Yue returned to Qingbo Palace with a bunch of medicine for treating trauma.

Huan Lang was sitting in the outer room of Qingbo Hall. He stood up when he saw Yao Yue walking in, looking uneasy.

Just now Yao Yue cast a spell on him, and now he ran outside and was caught by Yao Yue. Isn't he feeling guilty?

Yao Yue glanced at him with an indifferent look, and did not ask him how to unlock the spell.

Huan Lang's injury on his forehead was not serious, it was just a small wound at the hairline. It wouldn't be a big deal if he took good care of it.

Yao Yue stood up and was about to leave. Huan Lang, who had taken the medicine again, ran up to her, carefully pulled her cuffs, and gently tugged, "Mother, are you angry? In fact, today Huan Lang is insisting on fighting with Emperor Qingqiu.

It's because I was exhausted and tried too hard, and finally fell over my head."

The implication is that he has nothing to do with Mingyu?

"The prince of the demon clan, you are the first. What is his identity? The emperor of Qingqiu! He is colluding with the heaven, Huan Lang. Maybe he just wants to kill you for the fair and just reason of fighting."

Huan Lang's expression froze, as if he had just realized the danger Yao Yue said.

Yan Huan hurried over, took Huan Lang, took a look, and his face immediately turned bad, "Who would think that someone who has a long life did this to him?"

Yao Yue sneered and said, "The one next door who refuses to leave."

Yan Huan immediately walked towards the east room with great momentum, fearing that there would be a fierce battle after entering.

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement inside. Yan Huan came out with a calm face, "Auntie, your attack this time was really harsh. I'm afraid his eye will be damaged."

Huan Lang scratched his neck and said angrily, "It's better to be blind! His eyes are blind to begin with!"

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