C108 I'm heartbroken about your stomach!

Actually, it wasn't their fault that they only now noticed that there was a fox like her lying on Luo Han's bed.

Her four legs were stretched out and her snow-white body was covered in fur. If it weren't for the fact that she had been eating so well lately and had grown quite a bit of fat, at first glance, she would have thought that it was just fox skin spread on the bed.

Tong Ling stared at the two of them and couldn't help but secretly click her tongue: "How did Su Yuan know where Ye Beiming went?" Besides, where did the prince go? Shouldn't he ask her, the wangfei?

Di Leng was simply a simple man with four limbs.

His face was slightly red, revealing a hint of shyness. It was obvious that he was interested in this little girl, which was why he didn't say anything. He was drunk.

If it was in the ordinary world, with her kind personality, she would definitely have to happily arrange a line for Di Leng. But today, she wasn't in the mood to do so.

Even after setting up a table full of delicious food, she didn't have any appetite.

Seeing that she was so embarrassed that she ran away, Tong Ling finally got up.

She laid her head on the table with one hand as she scooped at the food with a spoon. She had no urge to eat it.

"Esteemed wangfei, aren't you going to eat?" Su Yuan Yuan's round eyes were wide open as he asked softly.

Tong Ling sighed. "I can't eat."

"How about this servant tell you a joke?"

The little girl's eyes flashed with a smile. With a single glance, he could tell that she had just told him a few jokes.

Tong Ling felt a bit embarrassed. The first two jokes were a little lustful. It was fine to enter the Dark World during the night, but Yuan Yuan was still a girl with a yellow flower. How embarrassing it was for her to bring harm to someone.

"Cough cough, can you tell me something about Ye Beiming?" It's fine if it's not a joke. Just talk about his daily routine. " Tong Ling changed the topic, her tone sincere.

Right now, her mind was full of Ye Beiming, as if she was possessed and wanted to know more about him. It was as if once he knew, he would be able to avoid making him run away in anger.

"This …" Su Yuan Yuan was stunned and a little hesitant.

Her mother had told her not to talk about the Your Highness Pluto to anyone else. Although the wangfei shouldn't be considered an outsider, she … She wanted to monopolize His Highness' little secrets.

When Tong Ling saw her expression, she immediately understood what Su Yuan was thinking. She asked in all seriousness, "Yuan Yuan, shouldn't the wangfei and the prince be using the zither and the cry?"

"Yes."

"Then, is it only when I share the same heart as Prince and his wife that I can prevent others from harming him?"

"Yes."

"Then why are you still hesitating? I don't know anything about him. How can I help him? "

Su Yuan Yuan widened his eyes and said with a troubled expression, "Esteemed wangfei, this servant knows that those things were told to me by my mother when I was young. No one else knew."

"Don't worry about that."

Tong Ling patted her chest, and said half jokingly and half seriously: "I still have a strong desire to monopolize this person. Tell me, I definitely won't tell anyone else about Ye Beiming's matter. I even wanted to knock you out of your memory if I could, so you wouldn't remember anything about him. "

As she spoke, she clawed at Su Yuan's round head mischievously, and when she saw her eyes widen, she laughed sinisterly: "I'm teasing you."

She said it was for fun. She was a lustful person, but she wasn't that bad. She wasn't that bad.

But just when she was about to coax Su Yuan to tell her about Ye Beiming Ming's childhood, Kun Kun's voice suddenly came from the Rainbow Glass Ring.

He said, "Stupid fox, we found Ye Beiming."

Tong Ling was overjoyed and asked urgently, "Where?"

"embroidery workshop."

Hearing this, Tong Ling went to embroidery workshop without a word.

She originally thought that the Su Meimei had settled the Su Family's matter, so when Ye Beiming went to the embroidery workshop, he actually went to find Su Zhe, Lu Zhan, and Lie Yan to drink.

Unexpectedly, when she arrived, the embroidery workshop was already pitch black.

The window on the second floor was open. Ye Beiming, dressed in a silver long robe, stood in front of it. He stood with his hands behind his back, the moonlight pouring down, reflecting his handsome face even more icily.

His gaze shot off into the distance. It was unknown what he was looking at and thinking.

He looked lonely, and his spirits ached.

She was afraid of disturbing him, so she quietly appeared.

Unexpectedly, the instant she appeared in the room, he abruptly turned around.

Under the cold moonlight, she could clearly see the sharp glint in his eyes. Her heart couldn't help but tremble.

Tong Ling wanted to cry but had no tears. Why was it so hard to keep a low profile? She only wanted to secretly accompany him.

She laughed dryly, then waved her little claws stiffly. "Hi …" "My prince's husband …"

"Ling'er, come here."

Ye Beiming's voice was indifferent as he sat at the round table in the middle of the room.

Immediately, a white jade wine jug and two luminous cups appeared on the table. It seemed that he intended to have a drink with her.

Tong Ling was actually a little afraid of the current him. Previously, she had stepped on his minefield, so what if he strangled her in anger?

However, thinking back to how lonely he looked, she felt her heart ache. The two short leg s couldn't help but walk towards him.

Ye Beiming himself filled two cups of night light, and said coldly, "Drink."

"…" Since he was so scary, how could Tong Ling not drink? She picked up the Night Light Cup and started gulping it down.

The wine was clearly very spicy, but she felt like she was drinking tap water. No one could be so straightforward.

However, after that, Tong Ling put on a bitter face. Although she claimed to not get drunk even after drinking a thousand cups, she still could not bear to drink one after another. Furthermore, her stomach was still empty.

She burped and said bitterly, "My lord, are you avenging your death? Instead of strangling me to death, are you preparing to drink me to death? "

"Isn't This King drinking too?" Ye Beiming completely ignored her bitter and laughing gaze, and once again filled her night cup.

Tong Ling accepted her fate and sighed. She stuck her mouth into the cup and forcefully drank a third of the wine. Only then did she raise her head and mutter in dissatisfaction, "My heart loves your stomach."

A warbeast could devour animal crystal's violent strength, and its stomach was much stronger than a human's. However, he was a living person. If he continued to drink it, wouldn't his stomach bleed?

Ye Beiming suddenly froze, and a trace of warmth inexplicably flowed into his ice-cold heart.

"Xiao, cook a few dishes."

Just as he finished speaking, the black ring on his hand suddenly flashed, and Tong Ling clearly saw a pattern on the ring. It was impressively two long dragons.

As the ring flashed, a deep and deep voice replied, "Yes, Master."

The Tong Ling spirit's eyes suddenly lit up.

Judging from the sound, it sounded like a cello. He didn't even need to look to know that he was definitely a handsome man, and that Juebi was a very handsome man!

"Husband, is that your spirit artifact? Could he come out? Can I see it? " Tong Ling's eyes were bright. Her eyes were so bright that she could definitely be a light bulb.

Ye Beiming slightly raised his eyebrows. Did she know about the artifact spirit?

If the artifact spirit of her Rainbow Glass Ring had mentioned the Twin Dragon Ring, there was nothing left for him to hide.

Glancing at her, he lightly said, "Xiao Xiao, come out!"

Following the "Yes", a black light flashed in the air, and a tall and straight handsome man appeared.

Dressed in a close-fitting brocade robe, with his black hair standing up high with a jade crown, sharp sword-like eyebrows, and a pair of cold black eyes, his thin lips were pressed into a straight line, exuding the same cold aura as Ye Beiming Ming.

Ye Beiming said, "He is Long Zhenxiao."