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After drinking another mouthful of wine, he said in a low voice, "Tell me, why do you think that This King will be unable to get drunk no matter how much This King drinks?"

"A human once said that drinking alcohol to dispel one's worries is more worrisome. Therefore, if you want to use alcohol to dispel your worries, I'm afraid that it will be of no use." Tang Xiaotang thought for a long time before replying, but as she was not used to being comforted, her words were dry and stiff.

"Who said that? Why has This King never heard of it before? But what he said is really true... " Ye Yuming continued to have a decadent look, causing him to feel extremely uncomfortable.

"I also forgot …" F * ck! Why did she mention that? But what was this strange feeling of incompatibility?

But Ye Yuming did not care too much about it, and said while drinking: "Really, what he said is too right." His entire body was filled with melancholy.

It was not Tang Xiaotang's fault that she could not empathize with her. Although she was born from lust, her emotions were very weak and the emotions of the host were normally infecting her. Naturally, she could not understand the reason why she was possessed by an inanimate object. Although she could feel Ye Yuming's emotions, and could understand the lack of true emotions from her birth in the palace, she didn't think that it was worth it for him to be dispirited.

From his words, it seemed like it was because of the death of the previous Empress that he had become like this. This made it even more incomprehensible to her.

Didn't the dead die already? Shouldn't the living live better? This was what he could do to both others and himself!

A human's mind was fragile, it was actually because of this matter that they did not dare to face themselves.

"… …." Are you really worried? Why don't you strike yourself a blow, if you can't do it yourself. If you faint, you won't worry. " Tang Xiaotang thought about it, then sincerely recommended it.

"Puff —!"

The moment Ye Yuming drank a mouthful of wine, he immediately spurted it out, "What method do you have?" "This method is really …" "There's no need, This King actually doesn't have to worry anymore..." The grief in his heart dissipated with Tang Xiaotang's interruption.

He had long since known that it was impossible for him to live the life of an ordinary person in the Imperial Family, and since he had chosen this path, he would not regret it!

Un, as expected of the person chosen by the world, his state of mind isn't bad.

Looking at Ye Yuming who had gradually regained her clarity, Tang Xiaotang nodded her head.

"Let's go and rest early. We're leaving early tomorrow morning, and once we reach the border, we won't have this leisure anymore."

The wind blew past his ears, Ye Yuming stood up, brushed his clothes, and was about to jump down from the roof.

The only thing that makes me sad is … Suddenly, the tiles beneath his feet loosened and he fell down.

Fortunately, Ye Yuming's martial arts was high, and he managed to turn his body in the air in time. His clothes and long hair drew a beautiful curve in the air, and elegantly landed on the ground.

Perfect! This set of movements could get 100 points!

"So close, so close. This King almost fell down. This King's image is almost ruined!"

"… …." "You've had enough …" Seriously, he shouldn't be pitied. Humans are truly tenacious creatures!

"Ming'er, Ming'er …"

"Imperial Mother, why didn't royal father come to see Ming'er?"

"Ming'er, come here …" "Imperial Mother wants to see you …"

"Why aren't you dying?!"

The sound of hatred thundered. Ye Yuming opened his eyes and woke up from his deep sleep.

"What's going on in your mind if you don't sleep at night?" The mask's grumbling and disgruntled voice could be heard.

When he came back to his senses, he saw the curtains at the top of his bed. This was the Mansion of the King of Hell.

Not the Phoenix Maiden Palace.

"Nothing, I woke you up. Go back to sleep." Ye Yuming saw it and was even more surprised. It was still early, so it was no wonder that she was dissatisfied.

"Have you had a nightmare?" Tang Xiaotang only heard a few words. At that moment, Ye Yuming's state of mind was the weakest, thus she was able to sense what was in his heart. As expected, the mask he wore had something to do with his mother.

"Yeah, but it's over." He gave a low laugh and closed his eyes.

Yes, that was all over.

He didn't want to say that Tang Xiaotang was too lazy to ask, so he yawned lazily and said vaguely: "Quickly go to sleep, I want you to wake up earlier tomorrow. Remember, don't wake me up."

Ye Yuming's heart warmed, as though she had never cared about him, even though her tone of voice was not very good... Yes, This King is going to sleep. "

A quarter of an hour later.

"Ah, TangTang …"

"… …." "What are you doing!" Tang Xiaotang was flustered and exasperated, she had just fallen asleep when she was woken up by this bastard!

"What if This King can't sleep?"

"Chill!"

"Don't be so heartless, why don't we chat!"

"Scram!"

Early the next morning, Ye Yuming woke up. The entire palace was noisy as they sent him on his way, their voices simply couldn't be louder. Tang Xiaotang couldn't fall asleep even if he wanted to, and was woken up by Yue Yang in the end.

Seeing Ye Yuming putting on the armor one by one, the two sinister beast heads on his chest matching with the ghost mask on his face, leaving only a pair of ice eyes that radiated cold light, his entire person became different in an instant. A bloodthirsty aura surrounded his body, and Tang Xiaotang almost couldn't recognize that this was the usual chatty guy.

"Clang!"

Ye Yuming took out his treasure sword, it released a cold light, the sword tip releasing a faint green light, the green light seemed to bring with it a faint blood-red color, the blade's edge was extremely sharp, the outline of the blade became a blur of cold light, the shining sword's body reflected a pair of cold and deep eyes.

"Stop looking, it's time for you to leave." Tang Xiaotang's entire charm seemed to lack something, even her voice sounded sleepy. The room was very warm. There were land dragons on fire and several braziers in the room. The comfortable Tang Xiaotang didn't want to go out for a cold breeze.

"Do you really not feel that This King is very mighty?" Ye Yuming unwillingly posed a few times in front of the mirror.

Tang Xiaotang (yawns): "Don't act cool, do you know that you've been struck by lightning?"

Hurry up and leave, stop being so smelly, she still wants to wait for the rest of the march to catch up on her sleep.

Ye Yuming (puzzled): "What does that mean?"

Tang Xiaotang, "... "It's not interesting. I'm just praising you." F * ck, why did she say it again!?

Indeed, in the next moment, the housekeeper's voice rang out, "Your Highness, the Emperor's men are already waiting at the door."

Putting the sword at his waist, a black clothed man suddenly appeared behind Ye Yuming and said softly: "Shadow, I will leave the matters of the manor to you. Keep a low profile and keep an eye on the butler to avoid the people of the palace.

"Yes." The black-clothed man lowered his head.

"If you need anything, contact This King." As Ye Yuming pushed open the door and walked out, the black-clothed man behind him quietly disappeared from the room.