"Master, I know why I feel that blue is familiar...?

Ye Xiyue stared at the flower in front of her, "It's because of Huang Junye's eyes."

"Yes, yes, yes, it seems that the master and I think of it. Master Emperor's eyes are ice blue. When I see the blue, I can think of Master Emperor's eyes. It's so beautiful..."

Ye Xiyue's hand hanging down beside her trembled, "Maybe, the golden-faced woman is thinking about this."

"She puts the blue witch here because it is the same color as the emperor's eyes?"

"Maybe that's the case." She was not sure. Such thoughts made her feel very uncomfortable.

Portraits, dummies, blues, and everything seems to be related to Huangjunye.

The Golden Face Girl and the Phoenix Jun Ye...

‘Um’

A low murmur, mixed with endless pain, floated from the breeze of the night.

It fell into the empty hall, and it seemed so abrupt and entangled.

Ye Xiyue stroked the little loli's fur hand and paused slightly.

She did not retreat, but instead advanced, taking a light step, lifting the golden veil and standing in the middle of the hall.

The painful whistle continued, Ye Xiyue accurately determined the direction and walked over.

East.

Turning around the hall, there was a long corridor. Ye Xiyue walked quickly. At the end of the corridor, there was a separate room, and she quietly approached...

The pain chants became clearer.

"Master, the breath of a golden-faced woman, be careful."

In my mind, the little loli reminded me.

Ye Xiyue nodded and glanced at Shi Shi.

"Ah!" A muffled cry suppressed the deep pain.

Ye Xiyue took out her bone teeth and held them in her hand. This thing could absorb her breath and temporarily suppress her breath. For her, there were only benefits, no harm.

When she came to the window, she looked inside secretly.

A man with white head, with his back to the window, was lying on the silk bed, tossing and turning, as if he was enduring great pain.

The silver was so long that he couldn't see the person's appearance clearly. He could tell from his voice that he was a woman. Judging from his figure, Ye Xiyue narrowed her eyes and was a golden-faced woman!

The person lying on the bed in pain at this moment was the golden-faced woman.

At this moment, Feng Wu turned over in pain. When the hour came, she seemed extremely weak. She stretched out her hand and a moon-like light flashed in her palm.

Her hands were not as smooth as jade as she had seen just now, but were wrinkled, as old as the hands of an eighty-year-old lady.

The skin is very loose, even the arms exposed by the golden yarn are loose skin with wrinkles.

The little loli couldn't help but widen her eyes. The golden-faced girl they saw before was obviously only in her twenties, but now in a blink of an eye, how come she has become an 80-year-old lady?

Meow!

Loli instantly realized a very serious reality.

"Master, this old witch wants the old cow to eat young grass. Does she actually like the imperial teacher?"

An 80-year-old lady likes such a handsome and handsome person from the imperial master. The picture is so beautiful that it cannot be looked at directly.

If the little loli knew that its handsome imperial sage was not only so young, but had lived for thousands of years, it would probably fall directly.

These are all human spirits. Will they harm their little master?
Chapter completed!