Hearing Luo Qixue's name, the guards of the city's main palace looked at Ye Lingyue in amazement.

The other party is the owner of Huangquan City, but his status in the city of water is obviously not high.

The bodyguard is hesitating, not knowing whether to answer truthfully.

"Bold, the name of your mother, can someone like you ask?"

Luo Qianche came over.

Her injury is not yet complete. At this time, her right eye is wrapped and gauze is wrapped around her, which looks a little funny.

Only at this time, Ye Lingyue couldn't laugh.

She never thought that Luo Qixue would be Luo Qianche's mother.

"Your mother and Lord Luo are both surnamed Luo?" Ye Lingyue seldom wrote. It stands to reason that the Luo family is the blood of the god of water, and the people are not prosperous. Both Lord Luo and Luo Qixue are surnamed Luo. The two should be close relatives. , How can we get married.

"My mother's surname is Luo. My father entered the city's main palace. After my mother's death, my father changed his surname to Luo for this year's beloved mother. What do you ask about these? I tell you, my father is kind and let you live In the main palace, this does not mean that you can do whatever you want in the main palace and roll back to your broken courtyard.

As soon as Luo Qianche saw the lantern light and shadow, Ye Lingyue's plain and plain face.

But it is such a face, but she must reverse the spirit seduce by Emperor Xin, it is her.

Luo Qianche felt that there was a bad breath in his heart, he could not get up and down.

However, after tomorrow, she would not be arrogant.

Luo Qianche squinted Ye Lingyue, flicked his sleeves, and ignored Ye Lingyue.

This woman, after eating gunpowder, is so angry?

Ye Lingyue was irritated for no reason, his face inexplicable.

However, thanks to Luo Qianche, Ye Lingyue knew the secret of a city of water.

In this way, Luo Qianche's mother-in-law has real blood god bloodline.

But Luo Qianche kept saying that Luo Qian changed his surname to love his wife, but Ye Lingyue listened, but felt very wrong.

Will a wife who loves his wife marry 19 concubines?

Calculated, this average speed, but married once a year, like this man and shark king, more than 20 years, every year to go to the river to put lanterns to commemorate the deceased, comparing the two, it is simply heaven, It's underground.

Ye Lingyue pouted, and she was disdainful to Luo Qian, and she immediately thought of another thing.

Even though Luo Qian only became a prince-in-law of the city's main palace, how did he get the blood of the god of water?

Could it be said that in this world, in addition to inheritance, there are other ways to obtain the water god bloodline and talent skills?

What is that method?

However, these things may be related to the secret of the city's main palace. I am afraid that only Ye Lingyue thought about it and walked back to the house, still not thinking about it.

When returning to the room, Di Xin had already paved the floor and was waiting for Ye Lingyue to return.

"What's wrong with you, baby wash, your face is not so good?"

Di Xin reached out and touched Ye Lingyue's forehead, and then looked at her red cheeks. He couldn't help but stepped forward and sniffed around Ye Lingyue.

"What are you doing, like Xiao Che."

Ye Lingyue was amused by Emperor Xin and shoved him, but the latter frowned, and suspiciously said.

"The nanny, I smell the smell of other men."

"Man is a big head ghost. I look like this now. Which blind man will look at me. Speaking of that, we met Luo Qianche. Guess what I know?"

Ye Lingyue was angry and threw a note to Emperor Xin.

Di Xin's heart missed a beat, looking at Ye Lingyue nervously.

"That woman is coming to you again? I'm not a bit mean to her, Xiong'er, and I don't want to marry her as a wife. You can rest assured that I'm not the kind of man who looks towards Qin Muchu. I can't deal with you alone Coming, if there is one more, would n’t it be the old life. "

Emperor Xin's nervousness brought out everything that happened tonight.

Ye Lingyue listened silently.

"The nanny, don't you believe it, or we will get married early and set a name, so that I can rest assured, and you can also rest assured."

Di Xin was afraid of Ye Lingyue's unbelief, and hurriedly explained it.

"It turned out that Luo Chengxue originally married Luo Qixue for fame and fortune. In this way, this man was not a good thing at all. Luo Qixue was really blinded by bullshit, mistakenly regarded the fisheye as a pearl, and missed such a good man as the king of sharks. However, Luo Qian who chose a flowery intestines. I even suspected that Luo Qixue was not as simple as dying from a difficult birth.

Ye Lingyue thought deeply.

"Uh ... the nanny, have you heard what I'm talking about? I mean, should we get married sooner?"

Di Xin was speechless, and for most of the day, the nun had never heard of his proposal.

He is proposing marriage.

"Hear, yes! What did you say just now, you can't cope with me alone, is it difficult for me to cope?"

Ye Lingyue came back to God, but it was a pity that the focus was not on Di Xin's proposal.

"I don't mean that," Bai Nu'er. "No matter how difficult you are, Xi Nu'er.

In the room, Dixin persuaded again and swears that he had tossed into the night until he persuaded his baptism.

Late at night, Emperor Xin beat the floor.

On the bed, Ye Lingyue also repeatedly thought about the king of sharks and Luo Qixue.

Both were sleepless.

"The nanny, I can't sleep, I want to hold your hand."

Di Xin muttered aside.

The floor was icy and knocked, and he really didn't want to hit the floor.

"Nothing."

Ye Lingyue was not angry.

Ye Lingyue was very upset when he remembered that Di Xin had been remembered by Luo Qianche and had been proposed.

"The mother-in-law, you can't hold your hand, can you pull a finger?"

Emperor Xin felt pitiful, rubbing his hands, and touched Ye Lingyue's quilt, kicked by Ye Lingyue.

This fellow still did not give up, and worked hard for a long time, and finally grabbed one of Ye Lingyue's little fingers.

"Also let people not sleep!"

Ye Lingyue was angry, but he didn't respond for a long time. Looking at the ground, Di Xin was asleep.

His hand, holding Ye Lingyue's pinky finger, hung like that by the bed, and as long as there was a little bit of her breath, he could sleep peacefully.

The heart suddenly softened, Ye Lingyue shook his head helplessly.

She sat up softly, stuffed Dixin's bedding, and then lay back again.

The man's body temperature passed from time to time made Ye Lingyue's irritability all day and settled down.

Ye Lingyue rolled over and looked at Emperor Xinjun's profile, and said softly.

"Dixin, good night."

She closed her eyes, her sleep became stronger, and her thoughts gradually settled.

"Sister--Sister--"

The voice of the childish child is like the most haunting lullaby in his ears, slowly singing in his sleep.