The Concubine Ghost: Allure Summoner

"I will, fifth brother, walk slowly."

Emperor Jin left.

"Yin'er, how could you come up with such a clever plan?" Di Qingye couldn't help but ask as he hugged Feng Yinxue back to the room.

"Well, this is not what I thought about."

After a pause, Di Qingye raised his eyebrows dangerously and looked at Feng Yinxue, "Who thought of that?"

Male or female

"Book." Feng Yinxue also raised her eyebrows and looked at Di Qingye.What was this guy thinking with his eyes just now?

"Let me read whatever book you want."

Feng Yinxue was a little embarrassed, and smiled, "This book is not of this era, so I can't show it to you."

"In your day"

"Ah."

"Well, it seems that I won't be able to see it anymore." Di Qingye sighed and walked towards the room with his hands behind his back.

Feng Yinxue glanced at his back strangely and followed him in.

"Qingye, what should I do with your eyes?"

"It's up to you."

"Rely on me, how can you rely on me"

The sound became smaller and smaller, and once the door was closed, everything outside was blocked. As for what happened inside, who knows.

the next day.

A carriage departed from Prince Xiaoyao's Mansion, heading towards Fengyun College.

As the Proud Cloud Ranking Competition approaches, many people come to the college and it’s very lively.

As soon as the two entered the academy, they stayed in Di Qingye's dormitory and never left.

That day, many people saw that the dean went to King Xiaoyao's courtyard and stayed for a long time.

There are less than three days left to participate in the Proud Cloud Ranking, so the students stopped gossiping and went to practice individually.

But there was someone lingering at the door.

In the courtyard, the dean and Feng Yinxue had a good chat.

"Yinxue, how are you these days?"

"Thank you for your concern, Master. Qingye took good care of me."

In fact, Feng Yinxue felt strange when she called the dean master. She thought she should call him senior brother, but he was her master.

Feng Yinxue should be called Uncle Di Qingye, but Di Qingye is her husband.

It’s messy, it’s really messy.

Di Qingye sat aside, staring at the dean with a strong warning tone.

What's the warning? It's about participating in the Proud Cloud Ranking.

The dean secretly glanced at his junior brother and asked knowingly, "Then you decided to participate..."

"Cough cough cough." Di Qingye coughed suddenly, looking very uncomfortable, as if he had been infected with cold.

"Qingye, what's wrong with you?" Feng Yinxue asked with concern, "Why did you suddenly start coughing?"

"I'm fine." Di Qingye took a sip of tea to moisten her throat and gave Feng Yinxue an extremely gentle smile.

Just like the cool breeze in June, it makes the heart of Feng Yinxue bloom.

Seeing this, the dean awkwardly asked again, "My dear disciple, are you going to participate or not..."

"Cough cough cough."

"Qingye, why are you coughing again? Do you have a cold?"

Di Qingye put his arms around her waist and said seriously, "It's okay. I either caught a cold or my throat feels uncomfortable. You can continue talking about your story."

Feng Yinxue glanced at Di Qingye's face again uneasily. It was indeed normal.

So she turned back to look at the dean, but the dean didn't dare to ask any more questions. He was afraid that Di Qingye would cough up something wrong and he wouldn't be able to explain it to his master.

But just because he didn't ask didn't mean that Feng Yinxue didn't tell.

"Master, I wonder if you can still register for Aoyunbang now?"

Well, Huidi Qingye can't cough anymore.