Chapter 220 This Man Is so Deadly

Ye Mulin held Ye Feiran's slender waist with no intention of loosening his hand, and nodded gently, "If they continue like this, sooner or later they will come out to harm the people around them."

Hearing this, Ye Feiran frowned even more, looked up at Ye Mulin, and asked, "Don't you have any way?"

Ye Mulin looked down at Ye Feiran in his arms, noticed her frown, and couldn't help but reach out to smooth it.

When the cold fingers touched her skin, Ye Feiran's whole body froze slightly, and she looked at the man in astonishment. What's this? Can't you just talk nicely?

Ye Mulin gently stroked Ye Feiran's brow, and when it was smoothed, he reluctantly withdrew his hand and opened his cool lips, "There will be a way when the time comes, don't think too much now."

After a pause, Ye Mulin continued, "I won't let you and your family get hurt."

This sentence fell into Ye Feiran's ears like a vow, and she was stunned again.

He was so good to her, wasn't he afraid that everything he gave would be in vain?

Ye Mulin noticed the change in Ye Feiran's eyes, and a barely perceptible arc appeared at the corner of his mouth. She finally began to struggle. This was a good start, and he had to keep up the good work.

"Ahem~ What are you going to do now? Go back or find the sisters?" Ye Mulin asked, directly dissolving Ye Feiran's embarrassment.

Ye Feiran glanced at the still eerie ghost street, and then said, "Are you sure they are really okay?"

Ye Mulin: "Sure."

"Okay, then let's go back. If we don't go back, it will be dawn, and I still need to sleep."

After saying that, Ye Feiran yawned, looking sleepy.

Seeing this, a gleam flashed in Ye Mulin's eyes, and he hugged Ye Feiran and flew towards the city.

Ye Feiran subconsciously hugged Ye Mulin's neck, blinked, and a faint blush appeared on her pretty face.

"Ahem, well, I can fly myself."

Ye Mulin looked down at Ye Feiran and saw the blush on her pretty face. He was in a good mood. After all, it was very difficult to see the little fox in his arms being shy.

"You are too sleepy. I will take you to fly faster."

Ye Feiran: "..."

Is she shooting herself in the foot?

Forget it, she should be happy to have a free and fast mount.

This time, Ye Mulin did not slow down or take a detour to keep the beauty in his arms for a longer time, just because he felt sorry for Ye Feiran's tiredness.

Ye Mulin directly sent Ye Feiran back to Fenghua Pavilion, and Ye Feiran was stunned. This man actually...

Damn, being strong really makes it easy to do anything.

"Have a good rest." Ye Mulin lowered his head and whispered in Ye Feiran's ear.

The warm breath sprayed on the small ears, causing the blush that Ye Feiran had finally dissipated with the wind to reappear on her face.

It's really disappointing, why are you shy!

At this moment, Ye Feiran felt particularly disgusted with herself, and hurriedly said thank you, and quickly turned back to her boudoir.

Ye Mulin looked at Ye Feiran's back, raised a happy arc at the corner of his mouth, and no longer stayed, and his figure turned into a gust of wind and left.

Ye Feiran leaned against the door, releasing his mental power outward, and opened the door after a while to look out.

Seeing that there was no figure of Ye Mulin in the yard, she exhaled lightly and murmured, "This man is simply deadly tonight!"

Next, Ye Feiran took a cold bath to calm her restless heart, otherwise she would not have to sleep all night.

The next day, the incident in Ghost Street spread throughout the capital, and the king Huangfu Tian also held an emergency meeting. Not only all the ministers and royal relatives in the court had to attend, but even all the heads of the aristocratic families also attended.

In the court, the atmosphere was very solemn. When Huangfu Tian was about to speak, the eunuch ran in hurriedly.

"His Royal Highness the Night King is here."

Hearing this, everyone was surprised, wondering why the mysterious Night King suddenly came? Could it be that the matter of Ghost Street was more serious than they thought?

After being shocked, Huangfu Tian stood up suddenly, thinking happily: His Royal Highness the Night King is here, can he ask him to help deal with the matter of Ghost Street?

"Quick, quick, please!"

Just like that, Huangfu Tian personally welcomed Ye Murin in.

"The Night King, your arrival makes us proud." Huangfu Tian had a flattering smile on his face.

Ye Murin glanced at Huangfu Tian and said in a cold voice, "Stop talking nonsense."

Today, Ye Murin wore a hideous mask, and his cold aura was not restrained. Therefore, as soon as he walked into the court, the people inside instantly felt a sense of oppression.

The people in the court looked at Ye Murin, lowered their heads and dared not look directly at him, for fear that they would offend him accidentally, get into trouble, and lose their lives.

Huangfu Ze looked at Ye Murin, with a burning admiration in his eyes. He also wanted to become someone like Ye Murin, but unfortunately he could only daydream.

Huangfu Ze's eyes were too burning. Ye Murin glanced at him, and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes. He really didn't understand why this sickly person was worth Ran'er's help.

After just one glance, Ye Murin retracted his gaze and walked straight to the place specially prepared by Huangfu Tian to sit down, as if the people around him were transparent.

Huangfu Tian glanced at Ye Murin, and he was inevitably a little nervous, but he quickly regained his composure and began to enter the theme of today's court meeting.

Time passed slowly, and the court was in a heated discussion, but Ye Murin closed his eyes and ignored everything around him, which made Huangfu Tian anxious.

Didn't the King of Night come here to help with ideas? Could it be that he just came to listen to their arguments?

After another half an hour, no one in the court could come up with a good solution, and everyone stole a glance at Ye Murin, hoping that he would speak out.

"Ahem~ How come you have discussed for so long and there is no solution at all?" Huangfu Tian said while looking in the direction of Ye Murin.

Everyone in the court lowered their heads and closed their mouths, but still looked in the direction of Ye Murin from time to time.

At this time, Ye Murin lived up to everyone's expectations and opened his eyes as black as the night. He reached out and picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then said slowly, "I heard that the competition among the sons of the king is very fierce."

As soon as the voice fell, Huangfu Tian and Huangfu Xian became nervous. What is the King of Night going to do?

Others in the court also looked at Ye Murin, waiting for his next words.

Ye Murin played with the teacup in his hand, and the corners of his mouth under the mask raised an imperceptible arc, and he opened his thin lips lightly, "It is better to let the matter of Ghost Street be handled by the king's ten sons. Whoever handles the matter of Ghost Street well will naturally be supported by the people. King, don't you think so?"

Huangfu Tian, ​​who was named, looked at Ye Murin's black eyes and felt an unprecedented sense of oppression. He swallowed his saliva subconsciously, "I, I..."

Huangfu Xian looked at Huangfu Tian nervously, and at the same time hated Ye Murin in his heart. Isn't it obvious that he, the prince, is transparent? How could Ye Murin do this?

It's a pity that he didn't have the courage to confront Ye Murin, so he could only look at his father pleadingly.