Beside the carriage, Feng Xin's hand was hanging there.
He just stood quietly and slowly lowered his hands.
"She is a caring person, Feng Wang, she treats you like this, and you still want to be with her? You will harm her." Tianzun's voice floated from behind.
"Tianzun, you must have never loved anyone. If you have loved someone, you will find that when you love someone, you will become very selfish, and you will be reluctant to give her to someone else, and that person can only be me." Feng Xin turned around and smiled lightly.
The conversation in the carriage continued.
For the first time, there was a fluctuation in Tianzun's eyes that saw through the world.
How could he never love, if he didn't love, how could he be willing to keep her for more than ten years.
There is a kind of love called holding hands.
There is also a kind of love called looking at each other.
Feng Xin is selfish, so he would rather die than hold Ye Lingyue's hand.
And Tianzun thought that he was also selfish, so when he knew that Qingfeng and Fenglan had no good results, he pretended to let go, but in the end, he used his own method to keep Qingfeng within his sight.
From Mercenary City to Emperor Que City, the relationship between Ye Lingyue and Di Zun got along very well.
Ye Lingyue also realized the different side of the earthly respected person. She was delicate and thoughtful, and always felt that the earthly respected person seemed to care a lot about Feng Xin.
But when facing Feng Xin, the Earth Venerable returned to his dumb appearance and didn't say a word.
After more than ten days, Ye Lingyue and Feng Xin arrived at Emperor Que City.
This is Ye Lingyue's second visit to Emperor Que City in less than a year.
Because of the unpleasant experience last time, Ye Lingyue's impression of Di Que City is very ordinary, not to mention, there are many people and memories she doesn't like in this ancient and powerful city.
The last time I came, Beiqing was still in the golden autumn, and the autumn colors could be seen all over the streets, but this time, it was already the end of the year and the midwinter.
Beiqing is much colder than Daxia. The tall trees that are common in the north have fallen lonely and bare leaves.
The majestic city wall made of bluestone piled up with cold light flashing behind the carriage is even more chilling to the muscles and bones.
There are only a few days left for the enthronement commemorative ceremony of Emperor Bei Qing. At the gate of the city, the carriages of envoys from all over the world kept coming in an endless stream, making the carriages of Ye Lingyue and Feng Xin more and more inconspicuous.
Just outside the gate of Emperor Que City, Tianzun came to bid farewell. They were distinguished guests of Emperor Beiqing.
It can be seen that the friendship between Emperor Beiqing and Tianzun is very good.
Ye Lingyue didn't know if Tianzun would tell Emperor Bei Qing about his affairs.
But even if she told her, she wasn't afraid.
Before Tianzun said goodbye, he looked at Ye Lingyue meaningfully.
"Yuehou, you are a smart person. I hope you can gain something from your trip to Beiqing."
After all, Tian Zun walked away with the appearance of a senior expert, but Earth Zun glanced at Ye Lingyue, and handed over to Ye Lingyue the little Zhi who had been hugged by her for a while, and said nothing. Without saying anything, he also boarded the chariot of the palace.
"Old magic stick." Ye Lingyue said angrily.
Feng Xin at the side looked at Ye Lingyue sideways, took a silver-white fox fur, put it on Ye Lingyue's body, and tidied it up for her carefully.
The fluffy fox fur made Ye Lingyue's little face more lively.
Immediately, Feng Xin slowly put on the black fur cape that the knife slave gave him, and then stuffed Ye Lingyue's cold hands into her arms.
The two are handsome and beautiful, standing on the street, it is a very eye-catching landscape.
Some people have already recognized Feng Xin, and seeing a beautiful woman standing beside him, they couldn't help talking softly.
Seeing Feng Xin's intimacy like no one else, Ye Lingyue was a little embarrassed, and struggled symbolically a few times, but when she felt the warm touch of Feng Xin's arms, Ye Lingyue let out a small gasp.
"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 ordinary people, no matter how much she wears.
But today, his body is warm, as if a stove is plugged in.
"Ahem, Yuehou, the young master saw that you don't like to use the hand stove, so he hugged the hand stove for an hour or two, and it was hard to keep warm." The knife slave beside him interrupted.
Ye Lingyue is a woman. Although she has practiced martial arts, her physique is not as good as that of a man.
Especially in the territory of Beiqing, the climate couldn't adapt to it all at once, so the young master ordered someone to prepare a hand warmer, but Ye Lingyue thought it was inconvenient to hold the hand stove, so she refused to use it desperately.
Feng Xin could only hold it by herself, warm it up, and then act as a "human hand warmer" for Ye Lingyue.
Ye Lingyue's heart warmed, but she was sweetened by Feng Xin's caring deeds. Feng Xin took advantage of the situation and hugged her in her arms, so warm that her eye sockets were about to shed tears.
Ye Lingyue thought, that's all, taking this opportunity, use the tripod breath to help Feng Xin see the cold symptoms in her body, during the time she was with her, Feng Xin's illness didn't seem to break out.
Ye Lingyue put her hand on Feng Xin's body, and quietly infiltrated the tripod breath into Feng Xin's body.
Fortunately, the cold air has not been severe for a while, and the powerful energy that Ye Lingyue touched earlier seems to have gone dormant all of a sudden.
Ye Lingyue felt relieved and took the tripod back.
At this time, Ye Lingyue could hear Feng Xin's heartbeat.
Once or twice, suddenly, Feng Xin's heartbeat accelerated a lot.
The hand was grabbed suddenly, Feng Xin held her hand, staring at her, something in the eyes seemed to be full.
Ever since she agreed to Feng Xin's marriage proposal, Feng Xin spoiled her so much that she couldn't control it.
"Let go, it's embarrassing for people to see it." Ye Lingyue faltered, pretending to push Feng Xin.
"Be nice to your own woman, what's there to be ashamed of." Feng Xin smiled so much that her white teeth were exposed, he was already handsome, with a black fox fur under his jade-white face, he was called an evildoer.
Dao Nu was on the sidelines, and his skin got goosebumps.
The young master used to be a very serious person, but when he met Lord Yue, no, after he should change his name to young lady, he became very shameless.
Yes, it is very shameless!
Unknowingly, the two of them had walked outside Beiqing's embassy. It was a long way from the gate of the city to the embassy. They walked all the way, but they didn't feel the slightest bit.
As for the limousine, the knife slave, who had long been looked down upon, was sent outside the Beiqing embassy first.
"I've entered the post station. There are many people in the embassy. I don't want to be missed. For a while, it's better not to meet each other." Ye Lingyue spent a lot of effort to get out of Fengxin's warm embrace. drilled out.
"If we don't meet, it won't work, at least once a day." Feng Xin felt uncomfortable if she didn't see Ye Lingyue for a day, and he wished she could, so he abducted her to Feng's mansion, and faced her every day, looking at her.
"No, you and I are our own masters. We see each other every day, and it spreads to outsiders. What does it look like? If we say we won't see each other, we won't see each other." Ye Lingyue said, pushing Feng Xin into the carriage, telling the sword slave, hurry up Send Feng Yaoxie back to Feng Mansion.