My Cold and Beautiful Wife

1957

Ye Fan kept his distance, and listened attentively from outside the wall.

"Junior Sister, are you really alright?" The man asked with deep concern. ge.

"It's fine... Senior Brother, what happened to you? You are covered in dirt, why do you ask me this? " Su Qingxue was quite surprised.

"Senior!" "I told you, don't call him Prince Consort. He's my husband …" Su Qingxue said in a serious tone.

"Alright then … I saw Ye Fan going out alone at night, so I followed him out of curiosity. In the end, an expert suddenly appeared!

I didn't dare to release my true essence in the city, but that man sneakily attacked me from behind and knocked me out!

When I woke up this morning, I found myself buried in a forest outside the city!

"I thought that someone wanted to deal with me and harm you, so I hurriedly ran over. I didn't expect to disturb you …"

"Darling went out in the middle of the night? Then … Then is my husband alright?! " Su Qingxue asked anxiously.

"Why did that person bury you, Senior Brother?"

"I don't know either …" "This person didn't kill me. He just buried me. How weird …"

Su Qingxue said: "Maybe it's some master, and it just happened to be fun for a while … …" Senior Brother, you should also pay attention to your safety, I … "I'm going to see how my husband is doing."

Outside the wall, Ye Fan made some noise and walked inside.

When he entered the yard, the senior had already run away, leaving only Su Qingxue standing on the steps.

Ye Fan walked over, and squeezed the woman's ice-cold little hand, saying, "To see if my princess is awake, I didn't expect to be."

"Today... "I woke up early and wanted to go for a walk." Su Qingxue smiled. At the same time, she sized Ye Fan up and down, as if checking if Ye Fan was injured.

"Oh... "Perhaps the night wind blew over …" Su Qingxue helplessly smiled.

Ye Fan also couldn't be bothered to poke, since he could tell that a woman's heart was on his side.

As usual, when he arrived at the Xuanyuan Institute and walked to the library, Ye Fan discovered that many people were looking at him with a different expression.

There was less contempt and more curiosity. There were even a few who took the initiative to smile at him.

It seemed that his recent poetry, jade token duels, and operations had spread around, causing his image to change.

Ye Fan was not in a hurry. The surgery was tomorrow, and he could still go to the academy to study.

A somewhat unfamiliar coachman smiled as he stood next to the carriage and respectfully greeted, "Young duke, please board the carriage."

Ye Fan glanced at this guy, "Why did you change people today?" Wasn't it Alfred who used to drive for me? "

Ye Fan didn't ask any further questions, instead, he got on the car and waved his hand, "Let's go."

The car started up and sped onto the road.

After driving for a while, Ye Fan looked around and asked, "Is this the way back to the house of the Marquis?" Did we go the other way? "

Ye Fan didn't say anything, closed his eyes, and leaned back in his chair to rest.

After a while, the car stopped.

"Young duke, here we are. Please get off the carriage." Amo's voice became a bit cold.

Ye Fan opened his eyes and looked around. He discovered that this was a monastery, but it seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.

"What is this place?" Ye Fan asked.

Amo suddenly released a wave of true essence pressure. It was actually at the sixth level of Spirit Creation. It was obviously not something a servant could possess!

"If I tell you to come down, then come down … Don't talk nonsense! " Amo said fiercely.

Ye Fan muttered in his heart. He knew that there was something wrong with this guy. Just now, there was a murderous intent hidden in his smile. However, he was just curious about the situation and thus pretended not to notice it.

He didn't ask any further questions and just got out of the car, cooperating very well.

Ye Fan twitched his mouth, and walked into the temple. In front of his eyes was only dust, and the Buddha statue had already lost its color.

"Rumble …"

"Down!" Amo said with a cold expression.

Ye Fan's heart was getting more and more interesting, because he sensed that there were quite a few auras underground, which meant that this was a group crime? What, kidnap the young duke?

He walked along the stone steps until he was about ten meters below the ground. There was a space about a few hundred meters in size in front of him. The prehistoric rocks lit up the place, and the air was filled with the smell of herbs.

Mo gave Ye Fan a push, and fiercely said: "Brat! Kneel before the clan elders! "

Ye Fan didn't move an inch. Looking left and right, he discovered that the guy with the red mask had the highest cultivation level. The rest were all in the Spirit Creation stage.

This group of people had extraordinary strength. In terms of localities, they could already be considered an extremely powerful force. However, in the Royal Capital, they were nothing out of the ordinary.

"Stinking brat!" I told you to kneel down and listen!? "

However, the man in the crimson mask raised his hand and said with a hoarse voice, "There's no need, people who are about to die, don't be too harsh on him …"

Ye Fan smiled, "What do you mean by that? You called me over to kill me?" "Could it be that Zhou Qi and Gao Ling called for revenge?"

"Shut up! How could we, the Huaxu Family, work for the Family?! Don't insult us! " A man with a green mask reprimanded.

Ye Fan frowned. Huaxu Gate? What is this? I've never heard of it …

"There's no need for further words. Chuanwu, go and give Young Marquis Ye a quick death …" The red-faced man said.

"Yes!" "Elder!" A man with a green mask cupped his hands together and took out a sharp dagger from his storage pouch.

"Clang!"

It was dead silent in the underground chamber. Everyone's eyes were filled with disbelief!

Ye Fan's finger had been placed in front of the dagger at an unknown time.

Simple and uncomplicated, the tip of a forefinger had blocked that seemingly swift blade …

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