Beside the carriage, Feng Xin's hand was hanging there.

He just stood quietly and slowly lowered his hand.

"She is a thoughtful person, Feng Wang, she treats you like this, why do you still want to be with her? You will hurt her." Tianzun's voice floated from behind.

"Tianzun, you must have never loved anyone. If you have, you will find that when you love someone, you will become very selfish, and you will be reluctant to give her to someone else. That person can only be me."

Feng Xin turned around and smiled calmly.

The conversation in the carriage continued.

For the first time, Tianzun's eyes, which had seen through the world, fluctuated.

How could he not have loved her before? If he hadn't loved her, how could he have been willing to keep her for more than ten years?

There is a kind of love called holding hands.

There is another kind of love, which is called looking at each other.

Feng Xin is selfish, so he would rather die than hold Ye Lingyue's hand.

Tianzun believed that he was selfish, so when he knew that Qingfeng and Fenglan had no good outcome, he pretended to let go of his hand, but in the end, he used his own method to keep Qingfeng where he could see him.

From Mercenary City to Dique City, the relationship between Ye Lingyue and Dizun was very harmonious.

Ye Lingyue also realized the different side of Di Zun. She was thoughtful and always felt that Di Zun seemed to care about Feng Xin.

But when facing Feng Xin, Di Zun returned to his mute appearance and said nothing.

After traveling for more than ten days, Ye Lingyue and Feng Xin arrived at Dique City.

This is Ye Lingyue's second visit to Dique City in less than a year.

Because of the last unpleasant experience, Ye Lingyue had a very average impression of Dique City, not to mention that there were many people and memories she didn't like in this ancient and powerful city.

The last time I came here, it was still golden autumn in Beiqing, and I could vaguely see the autumn colors filling the streets. This time, it was already the end of the year and the depth of winter.

Beiqing is much colder than Daxia, and the leaves of the tall trees common in the north have fallen lonely and bare.

The majestic city walls made of bluestones that shimmered coldly behind the carriages made people feel even more chilled.

There are only a few days until the grand ceremony to commemorate the enthronement of Emperor Beiqing. At the gate of the city, there is an endless stream of carriages from envoys from various countries, making Ye Lingyue and Feng Xin's carriages even more inconspicuous.

As soon as they arrived outside the gate of Dique City, Tianzun came to say goodbye. They were distinguished guests of Emperor Beiqing. Outside the city gate, there were already palace servants coming to greet them.

It can be seen that the relationship between Emperor Beiqing and Tianzun is very good.

Ye Lingyue didn't know whether Tianzun would tell Emperor Beiqing about his affairs.

But even if she told him, she wasn't afraid.

Before Tianzun said goodbye, he looked at Ye Lingyue meaningfully.

"Yue Hou, you are a smart man. I hope you will gain something from your trip to Beiqing."

After saying that, Tianzun looked like a senior and walked away. However, Dizun glanced at Ye Lingyue and handed the little Zhiyo who had been held in her arms to Ye Lingyue. He said nothing.

Without saying anything, he also boarded the palace's chariot.

"Old magician." Ye Lingyue said angrily.

Feng Xin, who was on the side, looked sideways at Ye Lingyue, took a silver-white fox fur, put it on Ye Lingyue's body, and arranged it carefully for her.

The fluffy fox fur makes Ye Lingyue's little face more lively.

Immediately, Feng Xin slowly put on the black fur cape handed to him by the knife slave, and then stuffed Ye Lingyue's hands, whose fingertips were cold from the cold, into her arms.

The two men are handsome and the woman is beautiful. Standing on the street, they are a very eye-catching sight.

Some people had already recognized Feng Xin, and when they saw a beautiful woman standing next to him who did not look like an ordinary person, they couldn't help but started talking softly.

Seeing Feng Xin's unparalleled intimacy, Ye Lingyue felt a little embarrassed and struggled a few times symbolically. But when she felt the warm touch of Feng Xin's arms, Ye Lingyue let out a light sigh.

"Why is your body so warm? Don't you have a fever on the road?"

Because of the cold syndrome, Feng Xin's body temperature has always been lower than that of ordinary people, even if she wears a lot of clothes.

But today, he felt warm all over his body, as if he had been stuffed with a heater.

"Ahem, Yue Hou, the young master saw that you didn't like the hand stove, so he held the hand stove for an hour or two, trying to keep it warm." The knife slave on the side interjected.

Ye Lingyue is a woman. Although she has practiced martial arts, her physique is not as good as that of men.

Especially in Beiqing, the climate was hard to adapt to, so the young master ordered someone to prepare a hand warmer, but Ye Lingyue found it inconvenient to hold the hand warmer and refused to use it.

Feng Xin could only hold her and warm her up, and then serve as a "human hand warmer" for Ye Lingyue.

Ye Lingyue's heart warmed, but she was so sweet by Feng Xin's thoughtful gesture. Feng Xin took advantage of the situation and hugged her in her arms, which was so warm that tears almost fell from her eyes.

Ye Lingyue thought, that's all. She took this opportunity to use the Cauldron's Breath to help Feng Xin check the cold symptoms in her body. During the time she was with her, Feng Xin's illness seemed to have never happened.

Ye Lingyue put her hand on Feng Xin's body and quietly seeped the cauldron's breath into Feng Xin's body.

Fortunately, the cold was not serious these days, and the powerful energy that Ye Lingyue touched earlier seemed to have gone dormant all of a sudden.

Ye Lingyue felt relieved and took the Cauldron's Breath back.

At this time, Ye Lingyue could hear Feng Xin's heartbeat.

Once or twice, Feng Xin's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a lot.

Her hand was suddenly grabbed. Feng Xin held her hand and stared at her. There was something in her eyes, as if they were about to burst out.

Ever since she agreed to Feng Xin's marriage proposal, Feng Xin had become even more doting on her.

"Let go, I'll be embarrassed if people see you." Ye Lingyue hesitated and pretended to push Feng Xin.

"Being kind to your own woman, there's nothing to be ashamed of." Feng Xin smiled so much that her white teeth were exposed. He was already handsome, with his jade-white face and black fox fur, he looked like a monster.

Dao Slave was standing by and had goosebumps on his skin.

The young master used to be a very serious person, but when he met Lord Yue, no, he changed his name to the young madam, he became very shameless.

Yes, just very shameless!

Unknowingly, the two of them had strolled outside the embassy in Beiqing. It was a long way from the city gate to the embassy, ​​but they didn't feel anything at all along the way.

As for the limo, Dao Nu, who had already been disgusted with it, sent it outside the Beiqing Embassy first.

"I have entered the inn. There are many people in the embassy, ​​and I don't want to be remembered. It's better for us not to meet each other for now." Ye Lingyue spent a lot of effort to get out of Feng Xin's warm embrace.

Got out of it.

"It's impossible not to meet, at least once a day." Feng Xin felt uncomfortable without seeing Ye Lingyue for one day. He couldn't wait to take her to Feng Mansion, and looked at her every day.

"No, you and I are our own masters. We see each other every day, and it spreads to outsiders' ears. What is it like? If we say we won't see each other, we won't see each other." Ye Lingyue said, pushing Feng Xin onto the carriage, and told the knife slave to hurry up.

Send Feng Monster back to Feng Mansion.
Chapter completed!