After a scheming thanks, all the civil and military officials stood up again and stood up in a regular manner. They stood on both sides. Ye Wuchen looked calm and couldn't help but think: It seems that Grandpa Chu is doing well in the Tianlong Kingdom. One person saves a country. Is the so-called divine level really powerful? And the Long Yin, the more he treats himself, the more he shows that he is more murderous to him. The so-called betrothal princess seems to be favor, but in fact... When a person dies, the princess doesn't have to marry, but this so-called favor will not disappear. The Ye family must have received this "grace" and do their best to the Tianlong Royal Family.

"Ye Wuchen stepped forward and listened to the seal."

"yes!"

"In accordance with the heavens, the emperor ordered... to be granted the title of the third-class Weiguo Marquis, and rewarded 1,000 taels of gold, 30,000 taels of silver, and three boxes of jade. He also gave him a marriage to Princess Feihuang, who got married when Princess Feihuang was sixteen years old. I gave him the imperial gift! The Ye family has no Chen, please accept the order."

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When he walked out of the Tianlong Hall, the sky was already bright. Ye Wuchen yawned and asked Ye Wei next to him: "What is this Feihuang Princess?"

"Hasn't you seen it?" Ye Wei's face showed a smile. How could he not know about Ye Wuchen's offense to Long Huang'er? Even the palace was disturbed by this little princess who was afraid of the world's chaos. But Long Yin was indifferent to this matter from beginning to end, so the matter was left incomplete.

"So, it's really that little princess." Ye Wuchen shrugged his shoulders, feeling quite powerless. Long Huang'er definitely doesn't have the nobleness and grace that a princess should have. She is obviously a spoiled and rude girl. It's okay to use such a little girl to coax her to raise her, but it's absolutely impossible to be a wife.

"Princess Feihuang is the emperor's favorite daughter. Her biological mother used to be the emperor's favorite concubine, but she died of difficult labor when she gave birth to Princess Feihuang. The emperor suffered a long time ago and loved her daughter and obediently, so she might be a little spoiled in character, which should be better in a few years." Ye Wei said.

Ye Wuchen smiled indifferently: "I hope so."

But he knew in his heart that this marriage grant was just a cover. Because if he was still in the Ye family in three years, Long Yin would definitely cancel the marriage grant with countless excuses. Even if Long Yin agreed, he would not be still in the Ye family in three years. One month... or half a month, after he did enough for the Ye family, it was time for him to leave. He would not owe the Ye family favors, nor would he really treat himself as the young master of the Ye family.

When he returned to his yard, Ye Wuchen saw a thin figure standing by the pool, his body as quiet as an ice sculpture. Before he could get close, he felt a faint cold breath coming. Hearing the footsteps, he turned around and looked straight at Ye Wuchen.

Ye Qi hurriedly greeted him: "Young Master, you are back. I just..."

Ye Wuchen raised his hand to stop Ye Qi's voice, waved his hand to ask him to retreat, then looked at Leng Ya and said, "Take me to see your mother."

There is no need to talk to people like him. Because he does not need comfort, does not need motivation, but only facts.

Leng Ya turned around and walked towards a room on the east side. It was originally Ye Qiyeba's house. After they brought Leng Ya and his mother, they had no place to settle it for a while, and they did not dare to take action, so they had to let Leng Ya's seriously ill mother lie there.

The door was gently pushed open by Leng Ya. After walking in, Ye Wuchen saw the woman on the bed with half of her hair. Hearing the sound, she supported the bed with her hands, wanted to support her body, and said weakly: "Xiaofeng, is it you?"

Leng Ya rushed over to support her body and whispered: "Mom, it's me, don't get up. It's just a bumpy road, you have to have a good rest."

"No need, mom is fine. Mom heard two footsteps. Did the person who took us in come together?"

After being blind, most of the attention must be focused on the ears. In addition, Leng Ya and Ye Wuchen did not deliberately lower their footsteps, so she could clearly hear them. Ye Wuchen smiled and said, "Auntie, hello, my name is Ye Wuchen, I am Leng Ya's friend, this is my home."

Leng Ya did not respond or deny it.

She responded excitedly: "Okay... Thank you for taking in us, mother and son. Can I call you Xiaochen?"

"sure."

Ye Wuchen walked over, glanced over her face, and asked, "Auntie, who are your eyes?"

Leng Ya's mother smiled bitterly and said, "My eyes have been blind for ten years and I have become accustomed to it. The only pain is that Feng'er has been by my side but I can't see him. I don't know what he has grown to now..."

"Mom..." Leng Ya shouted excitedly, his whole body twitching slightly.

Ye Wuchen suddenly stretched out his hand and covered her eyes. He slowly brushed through the air, allowing a trace of colorless light to penetrate into her eyes. Then he withdrew his hand, walked out without saying a word, and closed the door.

Leng Ya's eyes kept moving with him, without making any sound, and without disturbing any of his movements. Until Ye Wuchen walked out, he still didn't know what he had done.

When Ye Wuchen left and turned to look at his mother, he suddenly found that her originally turbid eyes had become so clear at this time, even... he felt her gaze and her gaze.

Leng Ya was stunned and looked straight at the eyes in front of him, unable to believe the sound that suddenly appeared in his heart. The eyes also flashed with surprised and confused eyes, as if he couldn't believe it was the fact.

A pair of dry hands trembled towards Leng Ya's face, and then gently stroked his face: "Xiao Feng... You are Xiao Feng... Mom has seen you, Mom has finally seen you..."

Leng Ya was hit by a heavy hammer, his whole body trembled violently, and the next second was tears flowing like a spring. This man, who had already become cold-blooded and destined to be cold-blooded, put aside everything and threw himself into his mother's arms and cried loudly, venting his pain and resentment for ten years. It was a long time...

"I was blinded by someone with a sword, and from the trauma just now, my eyes were exactly the same. Both of them did not hurt the eyeballs, but they were completely blind. The difficulty was simply incredible. How many people could have done this? "

The cry of the mother and son vaguely came from his ears, and Ye Wuchen returned to his room in thought.

When he came in, Ningxue, who was still nestling in the quilt, just opened her eyes. She stretched out her two delicate arms like white jade and said in a sweet voice: "Brother, put on my clothes."

Ye Wuchen laughed and walked to the bed to pick up her clothes: "Xue'er, you're getting lazy."

"Because, I like my brother to dress me up." Ning Xue said coquettishly. Then Ye Wuchen picked up her body from the quilt, wearing clothes one by one.

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