The Concubine Ghost: Allure Summoner

When Han Xin came in, she saw Feng Yinxue looking completely lost. "Miss, why don't you rest?"

"I'll go to bed soon." Feng Yinxue did not look back from the night sky, "Han Xin, you should rest first."

"Well, I'm going to rest first. Miss, you should go to bed early."

Feng Yinxue nodded slightly. Seeing this, Han Xin glanced at Feng Yinxue suspiciously. She always felt that the young lady was acting strange today.

But what was wrong with it, she couldn't tell.

Han Xin, who walked to the door, looked back at Feng Yinxue, shook her head and closed the door. If the young lady didn't want others to know, it was impossible for others to know what the young lady was thinking.

Feng Yinxue looked at the night sky and suddenly thought that if someone like Xiaoyao King, who never showed his true colors, could have so many suitors, then Wuyun could line up eight hundred streets.

I don't think any woman can resist a man as beautiful as Wuyun except myself.

There must be many women falling for him.

Men in ancient times were very carefree, and it was normal to have three wives and four concubines.

For someone like Feng Yinxue who had been injured once, she really refused to get married in ancient times.

Feng Yinxue scratched her head, "What am I thinking about?"

When she was troubled, Feng Yinxue kept doing nothing. She looked up at the roof and shouted, "It's cold."

Leng Yin was hiding on the roof when he suddenly heard Feng Yinxue shouting. He pricked up his ears nervously. What was the matter with his wife calling him?

"Leng, do you think your master has gone out to drink wine after not seeing anyone for so long?"

"boom"

Hearing Feng Yinxue's question, Leng suddenly lost her balance and fell from the roof, raising a cloud of dust on the ground.

"Leng, why are you doing a diving show?" Feng Yinxue saw Leng fell down, with a look of disdain on her face, "You are still that guy's proud apprentice, you can't even stand on the roof. Alas, it seems that Wuyun's vision is just that. That’s it.”

After howling just now, Feng Yinxue instantly felt much more comfortable, closed the window, went to bed and fell asleep.

Tu Leng was left alone outside, his face covered with dust and black lines, and his face was full of tangles.

He was wondering whether he should tell his master about his wife's problem.

If Feng Yinxue said this just for fun, then it wouldn't make Master worry in vain.

But if Feng Yinxue really doubted the master, wouldn't it be a disaster for the master if she didn't tell him?

For a cold-hearted person like Leng who doesn't like to talk much, although his head is easy to use, there are times when Feng Yinxue treats him so badly.

I have been struggling for a long time without knowing what to do.

The next morning, Feng Yinxue woke up and opened the door. She saw a statue standing outside the window. It looked like Leng who had fallen off the roof last night.

"Leng, what are you doing outside?" Judging from Leng's appearance, he must have stayed outside all night.

"Actually, you don't need to be so conscientious. No one in the Prime Minister's Mansion has dared to touch me. Don't worry. You don't have to stand under the window so much in the future. At least find a big tree to block the night wind."

Feng Yinxue shook her head and walked away. She stood there for a while as if she had made up her mind, and then followed Feng Yinxue.

"Leng" Feng Yinxue suddenly turned around, "You said..."

Leng Zheng stood in danger, deeply afraid that Feng Yinxue would give him another problem. He had been struggling with what happened last night all night. If it happened again, he would probably go back to see his master.

He went back lying down.

Seeing Leng's nervous look, Feng Yinxue couldn't help laughing, "Why are you so nervous? I'm not a heinous gangster, and I won't eat you."