The same moment!

"!"

As if he felt something, Rong Dasiming looked at the center of the underground palace.

But in Rong Yi's eyes, the center of the underground palace was still empty, but he obviously didn't feel that way. While approaching the center of the underground palace, he slightly scattered his own power.

“…”

Like nebula, the mist like purple air, it constantly overflows from inside the body, melts into the center of the underground palace, and actually merges into the body of the tyrannical "Dashiming".

However, Rong Yi's breath not only did not resonate with the tyrannical "Dashiming", but also seemed to suppress "him", making "him" still sleep peacefully, as if his eyelashes trembled slightly before and had never appeared.

"What's wrong?" Yan Yu, who did not notice the strangeness, only saw something wrong with a certain Dasi Ming. "Have you discovered something?"

Rong Yi with long eyebrows frowned and retracted his strength. He felt that at that moment, he seemed to see another "self"? The "self" that was red as blood, tyrannically destroyed?

This intuition made Rong Yi immediately raise his hand and stroke his eyebrows, and then—

“…”

A super-shrinked version of Rong Dasiming has floated in front of Rong Yi, as exquisite as a painting.

Yan Yu: "!"

Her eyes were already widening!

Rong Yi, who was unaware of anything, raised his hand and let the little "he" fall into his palm. The latter then trembled at him, clearly presenting a scene into his sea of ​​consciousness.

That's...

As soon as Rong Yi finished reading it, he felt keenly that his little fish rushed over.

He opened his eyes, and the little "he" that had not yet dissipated in his palm had been touched by his wife.

Now...

"Buzz!"

Rong Yi, who instantly took back his little "self", immediately hugged the person in front of him tightly.

"Huh?" Yan Yu was still asking, "Where is that one?" So small! So cute! Even younger than a baby! But it is very delicate and so cute! I want to touch it, but I still want to touch it.

"Do you want to touch?" Rong Dasiming, who knew the thoughts of others, his voice was very dull, "Do you know, what is that?"

"Your spiritual body." Yan Yu could guess one or two, "You can let it go and see." So cute!

Obviously, the cute Nvjun Yan didn't notice at all. The man holding her had something wrong with her body!

"I know you're still touching randomly." Rong Dasiming, who was slightly grinding his teeth, took the person in his arms without hesitation, but he was still the kind of person who had no control over his strength at all.

"Hiss!" Yan Yu felt a pain in his neck, it really hurt! She wanted to push the person away...

But the Dasi Ming locked her very close, "Don't move."

Yan Yu didn't want to hear it, but she vaguely heard some strange emotions from the man's voice, which made her instinctively stop moving.

The Dasiming, who was holding the man, buried his head deeply in the man's neck, as if he was bullied, and breathed slightly dullly.

After a while, Yan Yu, who was at a loss, subconsciously raised his hand to wrap around the man's narrow waist, and his voice was clear and soft, "What's wrong with you?"

Rong Yi, who raised his head and bitten his glossy earlobes, felt that he hugged his sweet wife with satisfaction, as if he was warning or temptation, and said, "I haven't married me yet, so I can't touch you."

"?" Yan Yu was stunned for a moment.

Da Siming, who raised his hand and gently stroked the snow-clad neck of a man, said quietly, "Since you know it is my spiritual body, you should know that 'he' carries the ultimate keen perception. Do you know how I feel when you touch it?"

Yan Yu rubbed his hands, as if he understood a little, but...

"He is so cute." Yan Yu, who could not resist, said that he still liked it very much.

Rong Yi, who could hear the desire in her words, her purple eyes gradually darkened. He probably knew what the little fish in his arms liked.

This Ms. Yan has an irresistible love for the small but exquisite, intelligent and clever little girl, who is considered a little creature, so she is very, very pampering Xiaobao, now...

She liked his soul-like body very much, and was still in his arms, as if she wanted him to change it for her to touch it again.

This is indeed the case, because Yan Yu had already shouted, "Rong Yi."

"Yeah." The first time he heard Rong Dasiming calling himself, not retelling, etc., he felt that his ears would soon become soft, so...

The Grand Secretary’s mission is meaningful and said, “After the wedding, you can touch it.”

Yan Yu: "..." She pursed her lips unhappily and lay in the arms of the Grand Secretary, as if she was expressing "I won't let go if I don't touch it."

The perceived Rong Yi chuckled and his palm also caressed the person's back with affection, "Obe obedient."

"What did you realize just now?" Yan Yu, who was not very interested, asked back to the point, but he knew that they were doing serious business, not when they were struggling with the little ones.

"Sense another me." Rong Yi didn't hide it, "It seems that there is another me here."

"It seems?" Yan Yu was puzzled.

Rong Yi slightly shrank his eyes, thinking of the scene he had just seen, he was sure that there must be another "self", because he had seen the self, who was as red as the fire of hell, and was filled with a breath of destruction and tyranny.

only……

"Maybe it's me, maybe it's a body of strength." Looking up at Rong Yi in the center of the underground palace again, there was a certain speculation, "When I was injured two years ago, some of the strength might have flowed."

Yan Yu asked, "Is he seriously injured?"

"The soul was impacted." Rong Yi replied indifferently, but remembered something, "Speaking of this, there is a magic weapon in Emperor Yuan Kang, which may be related to you."

"What?"

"A bead with a dark purple rune flashing. I thought it was the secret treasure of the Xiahou clan. Looking back now, the bead seems to have your breath, no wonder it hurts me."

"Beads?" Yan Yu, who couldn't remember at all, thought about it seriously, but still didn't expect anything, "I don't remember what beads I have."

The man Dasiming didn't expect her to remember, but just touched her neck and said, "Maybe it's not something you value, but what you make casually is very good in this world."

"But you are not normal, why are you injured by my strength?"

"If you can't hurt me, where will Xiaobao come from?"

Yan Yu: "..." Although she didn't remember anything about this, her vague guilt always made her feel that she had done something that was sorry for this person.

So much so that Yan Yu couldn't help but wonder, was he really doing something to this man unconsciously? It caused him to have a mess of memory?

but……

"Then what about this big formation of stealing the sky and changing the sun?" Yan Yu, who forcibly changed the subject, had already withdrawn from the arms of a certain Grand Secretary, "Destroyed?"

Rong Yi, who knew that people were dodging, did not turn back to the "point" but responded, "Such as he wants, who can really steal my power, haha."

The Dasiming, who had a sense of sullenism in the sound of "he" had absolute confidence. Even if it did appear now, it seemed like someone stealing his power, he didn't care.

What he really cares about is the other "self" he saw in his foresight, because this process is worth it, and that "self"...

"Let's go." After Rong Yi took the person in his arms, he sneaked back to Emperor Yuan Kang's bedroom again.

Yan Yu was slightly surprised, "He has any questions?"

"He was hurt by 'I'." Rong Yi was able to confirm.

Yan Yu also understood, "But where is that 'you'?"

"Then I have to ask Gu Yuanshu." Speaking of this, a certain Dasiming frowned in disgust, "It's the formation she portrayed."

"Not bad." Yan Yu was very sure of this, "It's just that I thought this formation was to deal with me, but I didn't expect it to deal with you?" This seems different from my previous life?

Or is it that in his previous life, demonizing Gu Yuanshu not only seized Yan Ziyu's talent, but also plotted against the fate of the Grand Secretary, and it also succeeded?

in the case of……

Yan Yu, who had slightly deep eyes, suddenly said, "Let's go back to the underground palace, I'll add some ingredients to them first." Since they like to absorb people's power so much, let them absorb enough!

Even if you don't ask, Rong Yi knows that people want to make bad things, so he naturally "obediently" sends his wife back to do business. But they don't know that -

"ah!"

"Ah!"

In Siming Mansion, Yan Xiaobao, who was in a little wrong, was rolling around on the bed, his face was too red! It seemed to have a high fever.

"ah!"

"Dad! Liang—"

Obviously, Yan Xiaobao was already calling his father and mother, but there was no sign of waking up. Instead, he rolled around on the bed with grievance, not wanting his grandfather to hug him or his uncles.

That doesn't count...

"It hurts!"

"Dad! Bao, it hurts~"

The super aggrieved Yan Xiaobao still cried out in pain.

But Yan Qing felt very distressed, but the Master of Medicine Hall could not tell what was wrong with a little girl.

On the contrary, Dasiming, who was far away in the royal court, suddenly felt something! He looked towards Siming Mansion.
Chapter completed!