On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Chapter 289 Men need to be praised
In order to avoid Feng Wuming's eyes, but also to find something to do for himself.Ye Zhiyu crossed his legs and performed his exercises, preparing to completely seal the black energy again.

As a steady stream of spiritual power was injected into the box from Ye Zhiyu's body, the black energy was violent at first, scurrying around.

Then he seemed to be comforted and slowly calmed down.

Until finally, there was no movement at all, and he stayed quietly in the small box.

During the whole process, Feng Wuming stared motionlessly from the side without making a sound, as if thinking about something.

Ye Zhiyu opened his eyes and breathed a little weakly.

The spiritual power he had just obtained from Feng Wuming was now fully used.

Fortunately, apart from being a little tired, I had no other physical discomfort.

Ye Zhiyu put the box on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "Why is the prince always staring at me today? Could it be that he finally discovered the difference in my appearance?"

Ye Zhiyu joked, raising the cup and about to put it in his mouth, but Feng Wuming grabbed his arm halfway.

Because the force was too strong, half of the tea spilled out and wet the skirt of the clothes.

Ye Zhiyu lowered his head and looked at his half-wet collar, a little unhappy, "My lord, what are you doing? How have I offended you?"

Feng Wuming's eyes were deep, but the strength in his hands did not decrease.

Ye Zhiyu simply took the cup off his left hand, caught it with his right hand and placed it on the table.

Out of anger, the cup was placed on the table with a loud sound, making people wonder if it was about to break.

"It hurts-" Ye Zhiyu screamed, and Feng Wuming relieved his strength as if belatedly, but did not let go.

Before Ye Zhiyu could ask again, Feng Wuming said, "What were you doing when you were leaning on me just now?"

Ye Zhiyu turned his eyes and secretly cried out.Could it be that Feng Wuming found out the clues because of the number of times?

You have to find a way to fool him.

"It's because I couldn't stand without my strength, so I just relied on the prince's strength to stand."

After that, Ye Zhiyu looked directly at Feng Wuming and said word by word: "What is the prince suspecting?"

Feng Wuming narrowed his eyes, "You entered the room in a very fashionable and dying state, but since I held you in my arms, you have become lively and energetic, and your spiritual power has also recovered."

"Tell me, did you use any magic to search for spiritual power from my body?"

Sure enough, Feng Wuming noticed the problem, and it was also strange that Ye Zhiyu lowered his guard against him, so he used his spiritual power openly.He didn't expect that Feng Wuming's suspicion would appear at this time.

Ye Zhiyu sighed and stared directly into Feng Wuming's eyes.

This kind of gaze makes every microexpression on both sides be infinitely magnified.

Especially in front of people like Feng Wuming, lies have no place to hide.

"What if I use witchcraft? What will the prince do?" Ye Zhiyu asked the question without answering. Even she herself couldn't tell clearly what kind of mentality she had when she asked this question.

At that moment, she wanted to know the answer to this question.

"If they are monsters, they will all be burned to death without exception."

But if it was Ye Zhiyu, could he really do it?

Feng Wuming didn't know.

Feng Wuming didn't look into Ye Zhiyu's eyes.

Ye Zhiyu's eyes flashed with disappointment for a moment.

It's she who thinks too much.

After adjusting his emotions, Ye Zhiyu explained.

"The prince said that I used magic to absorb spiritual power, but do you feel that the spiritual power in your body has been stolen by me?"

Needless to say, it is useless.

Ye Zhiyu continued: "If I could absorb other people's spiritual power for my own use, then I would have become the number one hero in the world. I am the emperor and queen mother of Lao Shizi, and I am the co-owner of the world." These words are treasonous. But it makes perfect sense.After all, such a secret technique is really unbelievable.

After explaining the matter of spiritual power, Ye Zhiyu softened his attitude and said: "I rely on the prince because I feel that the prince has a strong chest and is very reliable. I can find solace when I am tired."

"I am a widow with a son and a daughter. I know that I dare not tarnish His Majesty's holy body. I am just relying on you subconsciously. If I offend Your Majesty, I will take care of myself in the future."

Ye Zhiyu said, lowering his head aggrievedly.

He also murmured: "I originally thought that the prince could hold the boat in his belly and would not care about me, so I became a little more presumptuous. Besides, after experiencing so many things, I thought that we could give our backs to each other long ago. ”

"I didn't expect that I was the only one who thought this way. It's outrageous. I was the one who overstepped my bounds."

Ye Zhiyu spoke quickly and urgently, giving Feng Wuming no chance to interrupt.

At the beginning of Ye Zhiyu's explanation, Feng Wuming believed most of it.

There really isn't such a heaven-defying technique in this world. I guess I'm overthinking it.

Later, when he heard Ye Zhiyu say "depending on his partner" and a lot of words to praise himself, although Feng Wuming was a little surprised, he still accepted it.

"Then your spiritual power...?"

Feng Wuming asked his last and biggest question.This is something Ye Zhiyu has never explained.

It takes time to gather spiritual power in the Dantian, so why did Ye Zhiyu recover his spiritual power in just a short period of time.

This is really surprising.

Ye Zhiyu said: "I have already stated that I am very safe with the prince. Maybe if I am close to the prince, I can recover my spiritual power? Maybe it is destined by God?"

Ye Zhiyu is not telling lies. Lies that are both true and false are the most truthful.

At this point, Feng Wuming was completely convinced.

But it is inevitable to scold Ye Zhiyu, "It is destined by God that he has no dignity or inferiority."

When Ye Zhiyu heard this, he knew that Feng Wuming had completely believed it and no longer cared about his awkward scolding.

Feng Wuming has always been so naughty.

After finally resolving the crisis, Ye Zhiyu didn't dwell on it and just praised Feng Wuming again, both overtly and covertly.

She finally discovered that when dealing with a man, you have to be gentle and go along with it.

Praise, praise hard.

On the surface he disliked it, but secretly he didn't know how useful it was.

Ye Zhiyu stayed in Feng Wuming's room for a while, and then left his room with the box in his arms.

The moment he stepped out of the door, the smile on Ye Zhiyu's face froze at the corner of his mouth.

She didn't turn around to look at Feng Wuming until the door closed.

The smile became weaker and weaker until it disappeared completely.

Ye Zhiyu leaned against the door tiredly, recalling Feng Wuming's words, "All monsters will be burned to death."

Although she is not a demon, Feng Wuming has no problem with the method of dealing with demons and thunder.

But Ye Zhiyu couldn't tell what he was feeling.

Probably because they were farther away from Feng Wuming and realized again that they were never in the same boat.

It's just temporary interests tied together.

But the way is different, do not conspire with each other.

They will eventually be separated.

(End of this chapter)