"What price?"

After Chu Yi asked this question, he clearly felt the black-robed man in front of him smile.

Although he had covered his face with a huge hat, Chu Yi could feel that this person was smiling strangely. A chill suddenly crawled up his heart.

"The price is to capture the soul of the direct descendant of the Feng family and make it the flame of life, igniting Emperor Xia Yuan's life."

"What do you mean?" Chu Yi frowned. "I don't understand a word you say."

The black-robed man stood up. "Do you know why no one else has discovered the ancient tomb of Longqi Mountain for thousands of years, but the Chu family and the Feng family are related to him?"

"It's not a coincidence?" Hearing the black-robed man's tone, Chu Yi could tell that something was wrong. "Could there be other secrets?"

"Back then, when the Great Xia Dynasty was destroyed, all the history of civilization was erased. However, what was erased was memories, but it doesn't mean that the bloodline was erased."

"Bloodline? Us?" Chu Yi's frown deepened. "You mean we're the descendants of that dynasty?"

"It's been so many years, and the bloodlines have long been mixed. However, the deeper the bloodline connection, the easier it is to guide each other. That young lady of the Feng family has a rare pure bloodline. Don't you still have her corpse? If you want to revive Emperor Xia Yuan, use the lives of the Feng family."

Chu Yi's face darkened and he did not speak. The black-robed man sized him up for a while. "Tsk, everyone says that the young master of the Chu family is cold and heartless. From the looks of it today, it doesn't seem to match the rumors, right? Young Master Chu is.."

"Nonsense!" Chu Yi seemed to have been instantly poked at something that could not be touched. "Isn't it just the lives of the Feng family? How many do you want? I'll get someone to prepare it immediately."

"Hahaha." The black-robed man looked up at the sky and laughed. "Young Master Chu, you're so straightforward. Then I want ten direct descendants of the Feng family, preferably under the age of 15. In addition to Feng Wuyou, I'll revive the person in the secret passage."

"Why should I believe you?" Chu Yi looked at the black-robed man with suspicion in his eyes. "What you said can't be explained by science at all."

The black-robed man stood up. "You can choose not to believe me. I'll wait for you at the usual place in three days."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black-robed man left the room.

Looking at the empty seat in front of him, Chu Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had once sent people to investigate the background of this black-robed person, but they found nothing.

He had no family or friends, no background, and it was as if he had no future. He was like a person who wandered outside this world, a person without a source.

Just as Chu Yi was deep in thought, Su Yao walked in with a cup of tea. "Young Master, have a sip of tea."

Ever since she was injured last time, Chu Yi had stopped caring about Su Yao's clothes and did not force her to wear a red dress.

Now, Su Yao was wearing a light-colored floral dress. She was refreshing and refined, and her eyes were moving.

Chu Yi wanted to try one last time. He pulled Su Yao's hand. "Follow me somewhere."

"What?" Su Yao's eyes widened slightly.

"Come here"

With that, Chu Yi pulled Su Yao to the bedroom next door.

Su Yao struggled for a while, but Chu Yi held her hand tightly. Su Yao compromised and followed Chu Yi into the bedroom.

Chu Yi had not slept in his bedroom for a long time. Now, he was resting in Su Yao's room.

Su Yao had never been to Chu Yi's bedroom before. This was the first time.

This bedroom was quite big and empty. When she walked in, there was a cold aura everywhere that made one's heart tingle.

Seeing the huge ice coffin in the middle of the bedroom, Su Yao's pupils instantly dilated.

Sensing Su Yao's instantly stiff body, Chu Yi turned around. "What's wrong?"

Su Yao pointed at the ice coffin. "What is this?"

Chu Yi smiled at Su Yao. "My ex-wife, Feng Wuyou. Do you know her?"

Looking at Chu Yi's smiling face, Su Yao felt a chill run down her spine. She forced a smile. "I've heard of her, but I don't know her. She's your ex-wife. How would I know her?"

When Su Yao spoke, Chu Yi had been observing her expression.

"Why did you bring me here?"

Looking at Feng Wuyou lying in the ice coffin, her facial features and expression seemed to be alive. Su Yao subconsciously trembled. "I'm afraid. I want to leave."

"Don't be afraid." Chu Yi pulled Su Yao into his arms and kissed her ear affectionately. "You don't have to be afraid anymore."

Su Yao looked up, her almond-shaped eyes filled with just the right amount of panic and curiosity. "What do you mean?"

Chu Yi smiled. "She's about to be eliminated. I'll get someone to cremate her. After she dies, how about you move into my room and sleep?"

Su Yao felt a cold sweat on her back. She looked at Chu Yi in horror. "Young Master.."

Looking at Su Yao's frightened expression, Chu Yi smiled and reached out to touch Su Yao's hair. "I was just joking. You don't have to take it seriously. You're my baby. How can I bear to let you rest in a place like this where a woman has been?"

Hearing Chu Yi's words, Su Yao's pupils constricted. "Young Master, you really know how to joke."

"Alright, let's go out." Chu Yi held Su Yao's arm, lowered his head, and kissed her on the cheek.

"Mm." Su Yao grabbed Chu Yi's arm and followed him out.

When she reached the door, Su Yao suddenly turned around and looked at the ice coffin in the bedroom.

Looking at the figure lying in the ice coffin, Su Yao pursed her lips.

Chu Yi turned his head slightly to look at Su Yao and narrowed his eyes.

——

After a few rounds of autumn rain, the weather became even colder. The light rain fell on the petals, and the water droplets on the petals trembled and fell, scattering in the vegetation.

In the manor, An Rao was acting as Xiu Yi's new model, constantly trying out Xia Wanyuan's new autumn clothes.

Putting on a loose white fur coat, An Rao reached out to fiddle with the embroidery on the clothes. "Yuan Yuan, why are you so good at drawing? What is this? It's so beautiful."

Xia Wanyuan looked up. "This is for you."

"Really?" An Rao leaned over and hugged Xia Wanyuan's arm. "I know you're the best. Try it too. It's so beautiful."

Xia Wanyuan was about to reject her when she suddenly remembered that she had already "unloaded". Her figure had returned to its original state and she did not have to worry about the child anymore.

Xia Wanyuan went forward to change two pieces. An Rao supported her chin and looked at them for a long time. A malicious smile suddenly appeared on her face. "Yuan Yuan, your figure seems to have improved."historical

Xia Wanyuan was stunned for a moment. She followed An Rao's gaze and looked down, looking a little embarrassed.

"Tsk tsk." An Rao circled Xia Wanyuan twice. "We both gave birth, but why did you become so good-looking after giving birth? I'm no different from before."

"No, there's no difference." Xia Wanyuan put on her coat and covered An Rao's vision.