This night.

Ye Ying was punished to kneel on the peaks, and the blood flowing from the wound dyed a green dress red.

Grandma Lu Qiong walked over with a cane and helped Nangong Chu.

She placed a pitch-black jar on the ground in front of Ye Ying, sighed, and said quietly: "Xiao Ying, it's not that you want to make things difficult for your teacher, but you understand that you are different from others."

"You are carrying the blood hatred of the family. You must find the people who slaughter you and kill them."

Grandma Lu Qiong sighed.

She shook her head and turned away from the peaks.

Ye Ying held up the cold black oak, and looked extremely painful on her cheeks.

The ashes of hundreds of people in the Ye clan are all in this small jar.

...

Cold Moon Peak.

Everyone at the crystal stone table sat upright, meticulously, with no unnecessary expression on their faces, waiting for the meal handed to the White Guardian.

The delicious dishes on the table were all from Ye Mohan's hands.

If it were in the past, no one would dare to imagine such treatment.

Chu Yue, who had been hungry for a long time, picked up the bowls and chopsticks and ate a few bites. She felt that it was full of color, fragrance and taste, which was unforgettable.

Yun Li held a bowl and looked at Chu Yue in disappointment, muttering: "Is it so delicious? It's even better than what Master made?"

Yun Li looked at him extremely disdainful. After groaning, he grabbed a piece and put it in his mouth. His eyes suddenly lit up.

"Mom, eat more, thank you for your hard work today."

Xiaobao stood on the chair, focused on picking up dishes and serving soup for Chu Yue, looking well-behaved and sensible.

Seeing this, Zhuge Hong couldn't help but suspect that the little baby in front of him was the elder...

Yan Nanji tried his best to make a living. When he was eating voraciously, he did not forget to say to Hua Yuehen beside him: "Senior Brother Hua, the ancients said that if you grasp a woman's heart, you must grasp a woman's stomach. The ancients would never deceive me."

Hua Yuehen frowned.

Did the ancients say this?

"Sister Brother Xie, what are you doing?"

Yan Nanji widened her eyes and looked at Xie Zimo in confusion.

Xie Zimo was using a purple spirit jade box to hold some food.

Hearing this, Xie Zimo's cheeks flushed slightly and said, "My father has received the care of His Highness of the Holy Land. If he could eat His Highness's delicacy last time, his father would definitely be worth his life."

"What a filial son." Lin Qiu said movedly, and then prepared some food as usual.

Especially Yan Nanji, she seemed to smell the smell of business opportunities and took out a huge box...

Chu Yue looked calm, her eyes moved slightly, and she glanced lightly, and a trace of pain flashed.

Her flesh...

"It is rumored that His Highness, the evil spirit, will be the future master of the hundred ghosts. Now that he sees it, it is completely different from the rumors."

Zhuge Hong was moved and turned his head to look at Chu Yue: "Miss Ye is really enviable to find a good son-in-law."

Chu Yue: "..." A big man envies her for finding a good son-in-law?

“It’s really enviable.”

Yan Nanji sighed lightly, and her eyes showed envy.

It is said that His Highness, the Emperor, is rich and rich...

"But then again, Xiao Yue'er was really a surprise when she fought with Ye Ying today."

Leng Qingshuang smiled lazily and said, "It's really not good to deal with Dawu Xuan with thunder tribulation. I guess the old woman on that road should be so angry that she smoked her orifices."

At this point, Leng Qingshuang laughed out loud.

The rest of the people agreed.

Hanyue Peak is full of joy and warmth, but Tu Weiwei is full of doubts.

She clearly wanted to find Ye Chuyue to fight for life and death, and for some reason she came to have a free meal...

In this way, after a meal, everyone lived in Hanyue Peak.

Chu Yue looked at the table like a wind swaying in the wind, with no flesh left, and there was a little sadness in her eyes.

When Chu Yue returned to the room, Ye Mohan came with the light of the night starlight, and had already washed away the worldly atmosphere before coming.

"Why are you feeling depressed?"

Ye Mohan wrapped the cloak on her, carried it up and stepped on the screen, pressed it against the edge of the bed, sprinkling a warm breath, "Are you not full?"

Chu Yue leaned lightly on the jade pillow, her eye wings trembled slightly, and her eyes were enlarged handsome face and purple eyes embedded in the night like gems.

The blood mole on the tip of the eyes is particularly beautiful, like the charming setting sun.

Ye Mohan looked at her, rubbed the girl's head with her slender hands, and then took out a sandalwood food box.

Suddenly, the fragrance filled the room, hooking Chu Yue's stomach.

"This is yours."
Chapter completed!