Miracle Doctor, Abandoned Daughter: The Sly Emperor’s Wild Beast-Tamer Empress

Hearing the irony in Di Zun's words, Feng Lan raised her eyebrows.

"You hate the saint?"

Not just hate, just hate.

That woman is the source of her pain for more than ten years.

But these earthly respects would not tell Feng Lan, I am afraid that Feng Lan would not believe it either.

In Feng Lan's memory today, Qingshuang has always been the wise and considerate empress.

Di Zun was too lazy to say more, took off the fox fur on his body, and threw it back to Feng Lan.

"Or, the person you hate is me?" Feng Lan was a little annoyed, he threw the fox fur on the ground and grabbed Di Zun's hand. "Why do you hate me so much? Have we known each other long ago?"

Feng Lan did plan to set off tomorrow, but he wanted to ask clearly before he set off.

This sentence of understanding touched the sensitive nerves of Di Zun.

She shook Feng Lan's hand away.

"We don't know, we didn't know it in the past, we don't know it now, and we won't know it anymore. Feng Lan, you are always so self-righteous. Why do you think I want to hate you? I don't even know my name!"

After that, she stomped her feet and turned to leave, so as not to let Feng Lan see the tears in her eyes.

He didn't even know her name.

Indeed, he didn't even know her name yet.

He actually cares about the name of a woman who doesn't even know her name.

But at that moment, he didn't even have the courage to ask.

Feng Lan was stunned and stood in the courtyard for a full night.

At dawn, Feng Lan set off and returned to Beiqing.

Feng Xin was the only one who came to see him off.

"Phoenix ordered me to come back sooner or later to pick it up." Feng Lan looked at Feng Xin, and suddenly found that there were some traces of green maple in Feng Xin's outline.

"Be careful of that woman from Emperor Beiqing.

"The moment Feng Lan rode his horse away, Feng Xin suddenly said.

Feng Lan tightened the reins of the horse in her hands, and did not speak. With her legs clamped, the horse had to move forward, and soon disappeared.

Feng Lan turned around and saw a person walking out of the city gate.

"Since you're here, why don't you come to see him off together?" Feng Xin smiled when she saw the person who came.

"The ugly daughter-in-law is not liked by the father-in-law, so she can only hide." Ye Lingyue winked at Feng Xin. "I came to tell you that Di Zun's face is almost healed. It's a pity that Feng Lan is gone."

Ye Lingyue was also anxious to see Di Zun and Feng Lan get along like boiled frogs in warm water.

It's a pity that Feng Xin wouldn't let her intervene.

"It's just people who leave. As long as the heart is still there, they will always come back. I'm just worried that the Empress will not let it go."

People who have coveted for many years, right under the eyes, the Empress Qingshuang is afraid that she can't stand it anymore.

"Then you still put people back?"

Ye Lingyue pursed her lips.

"As you said, if you boil a frog in warm water, if it is half dead, it is better to add a fire. Those of us who are juniors can't be that fire, we can only bother others.

Feng Xin pinched Ye Lingyue's nose.

Ye Lingyue dodged Feng Xin's hand with dissatisfaction in her mouth.

"Feng Xin, why do I feel that you are using a knife to kill people, Feng Xin, you are too cunning.

"The people who are close to the black ink, the lady taught me well." Feng Xin smiled.

Ye Lingyue was ashamed, as if someone was born with a black belly.

Behind him, there was the sound of hooves.

Could it be that Feng Lan is back?

When Ye Lingyue and Feng Xin turned around, they saw an unfamiliar face popping into their eyes, but it was not Feng Lan, but an outsider who was busy with the dust.

When she saw the person coming, Ye Lingyue's face was solemn, and she blocked Feng Xin behind her with a look of alertness.

In the cold winter and twelfth lunar month, this person was wearing a single shirt, and the word "South" was written on the black shirt.

This person has a Chinese character face, a purple face, and the steed horse under it is even more energetic. Unlike ordinary horses, the back of the horse is hairless and covered with dense scales.

In Ye Lingyue's mind, a kind of spiritual beast came to mind, the ninth-order spiritual beast, the dragon-scaled horse.

With Ye Lingyue's eyesight and the strength of the incoming person, she couldn't see through at a glance.

"The messenger from Sifang City is here to send orders from Sifang. Dare to ask who is the city owner of this city?" The man was condescending, with his own power, and obviously did not take Ye Lingyue in his eyes.

Sifang City?

Ye Lingyue was surprised at first, then remembered something.

Could it be the Sifang City that holds the first forging in the world?

It is rumored that the Sifang City Lord has four Sifang envoys, they are the four envoys from east, west, north, south, south, and the south.

"The next person is Ye Lingyue, the lord of the mercenary city. I don't know why you came to the mercenary city?" Ye Lingyue said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

The messenger was really the southern envoy. He heard that Ye Lingyue was the city lord. On the southern side, he was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that the city lord of a huge mercenary city was actually this beautiful 14- or 15-year-old girl in front of him. .

The southern envoy was hesitating, Ye Lingyue's identity.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, behind Ye Lingyue, a gaze shot.

The southern envoy couldn't help but look over, this time, the southern envoy only felt that his limbs were stiff, and a cold air jumped up from his heels.

It was a handsome and eye-catching man. He stood behind Ye Lingyue, who claimed to be the city lord, and the Southern Ambassador naturally thought that he was Ye Lingyue's bodyguard.

Even a bodyguard is like this, Ye Lingyue's identity is self-evident.

The southern envoy hurriedly dismounted from the horse, clasped his fists, and said respectfully.

"I'm rude. I'm here to invite the master craftsmen of your city, Miss Heiyue and Master Hei Xiaoling, to participate in the final round of the world's No. 1 forging." The southern envoy said, and took out the two-sided token. , with the three words Sifang Ling engraved on it, which is the Sifang Ling which represents the symbol of Sifang City.

Black Moon? Black Xiaoling?

Ye Lingyue is confused, isn't Heiyue her?

As for Hei Xiaoling, what the hell is he?

Feng Xin reminded softly behind him.

"Hei Xiaoling is Heiyue's younger brother. The sister and brother have been separated for many years. They just met each other a while ago. City Lord, you must have been too busy these days and have forgotten."

When Feng Xin said this, Ye Lingyue immediately came back to her senses.

Gan Qinglong Baobao used the pseudonym Hei Xiaoling to participate in the world's first forging, but when did she also participate in the competition?

Ye Lingyue brought the southern envoy back to the City Lord's Mansion, and when they learned that Long Baobao's spiritual weapon was selected for the final round, Yan Jiu and Long Baobao were very surprised.

It was not until Long Baobao told her that Ye Lingyue realized later that her life bag was taken by Long Baobao to participate in the world's No. 1 forging in the name of "Black Moon".

"Sister Yue, that's great. In this way, we can go to Sifang City to participate in the final round together." Long Baobao was very excited and took Ye Lingyue's hand. Good new year gift too.

The southern envoy on the side is wondering why this female city owner has become a black moon?

Feng Xin watched calmly from the side, and finally asked a question.

"I dare to ask the envoys from the four sides, can the contestants in this final round bring their families?"