I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Snow Palace.

Wen Ye practiced the formation in the house, and at the same time carved the earth vein formation pattern he had figured out on the inside of Yan Ping's clothes, the main purpose of which was to keep him warm.

After finishing these things, he sank his consciousness into the sea of ​​​​consciousness and began to trace back his memories. From the numerous earth vein formations that he remembered, he extracted the formations that he could understand and use.

Without him noticing, deep within his tightly closed eyes, a little bit of light golden light gradually condensed as he progressed in refining.

If he opened his eyes at this time, others would be able to see the light golden light gradually condensing in the depths of his eyes.

Refining the array patterns is an extremely huge project, all of which was accumulated before and during the tide month last year.

He had been refining it for more than half a year without knowing anything, and now it was finally almost finished.

Yan Ping doesn’t remember it now, but he still remembers it and has to continue learning it because it will be useful in the future.

After the refining is completed, he can find an opportunity to see if he can take Yan Ping out for a walk. He can learn while Yan Ping plays, to see if he can help him recover his memory.

When he woke up again, it was already afternoon.

Wen Ye stood up, drank a sip of water, and looked towards the main house through the yard.

Yan Ping's room was open, and so were the windows. The furnishings inside were all covered with a layer of soft fur, and looked extremely soft.

If you look towards the window, you will see a beautiful shelf next to it, and next to the shelf is an extremely soft couch.

If Yan Ping was not in the main hall, he would usually lie down and rest when he came back, but Yan Ping was not there today and had not returned yet.

Wen Ye withdrew his gaze from the couch.

Since the person hasn't come back, let's continue.

But just as he moved, someone came in from outside the yard. It was Chang Xing.

There was some sadness on Chang Xing's face.

Wen Ye came out of the room, wearing a light blue robe and a white belt around his waist. His long black hair was tied into a high ponytail behind his back, with only a few strands of hair hanging between his eyebrows, revealing a calm look in his eyes.

It makes people who see him feel inexplicably peaceful.

When Chang Xing saw him, his mood calmed down involuntarily, and he even felt that what he had just heard was not a big deal.

"Son."

He bowed his head.

Wen Ye hummed, "What's wrong?"

Chang Xing stood up and scratched his head. He looked at Wen Ye and thought about the recent rumors outside Xueming Palace. His heart, which had calmed down before, began to become anxious again.

There was a hint of doubt in Wen Ye's eyes.

Chang Xing opened his mouth and finally uttered a word.

"Sir, someone outside is delivering something to Xueming Palace."

Wen Ye looked at Chang Xing's current appearance, thoughtful.

If it was a normal delivery, Chang Xing would not come to him.

So is it that the thing that was delivered is abnormal, or is it that the person who delivered the thing is abnormal.

He shifted his gaze away from Chang Xing, looked outside, and walked out.

"What did you give me?"

When Chang Xing saw him walking out, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly followed him to explain.

"Most of them are things you bought in the Magic City before."

Wen Ye felt something was wrong. The things he bought were normal things, which would not make Chang Xing like this. He did not stop walking, "Who are they?"

Chang Xing stepped forward to lead the way.

"The industries under their control belong to Xueming Palace. No one dared to disturb Your Excellency before, and they handled it themselves."

Chang Xing paused for a moment here, then spoke tactfully.

"It is said outside that there is a new person in charge of Xueming Palace. You are His Majesty's attendant, so I need you to take a look at this matter."

Wen Ye glanced at him and said nothing.

In a courtyard outside Xueming Palace.

There were gift boxes of all sizes hung with red silk, as well as some display stands that only allowed for storage, on which were placed many gorgeous and exquisite items.

There were a few people standing in the yard, with both anxiety and excitement in their eyes.

One of them couldn't help but looked around and spoke in a low voice.

"It's been half a year, half a year! Your Majesty finally has someone by his side!"

One person looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he excitedly started talking.

"Your Excellency looked so cold before, and I had no place to send anything to. I heard that the person next to Your Excellency is a delicate person now."

"Don't use anything that is not soft, and don't eat anything that is not made of gold and jade."

"This time I sent you the best fabrics in my shop."

Another person came over when he saw that they were talking fine.

"It is said that the person beside His Majesty is very fond of luxurious things, so I also sent the treasure of the store that I left behind."

As he spoke, he pointed to a jade tree that occupied the largest ornament not far away. The carving was lifelike and it was obvious that a great deal of thought had been put into it.

The last person who was left couldn't help but come closer when he saw them talking like this. He winked and smiled.

"The things I send are different from yours."

The other people obviously knew this man, and after hearing what he said, the doubts that they had not expressed before were now revealed.

"Your Excellency has just brought someone back, and you're sending that kind of thing now. Aren't you afraid that Your Excellency will chop off your head?"

The man waved his hand, "Of course not. Today I just sent some new things over. What if the one Your Majesty likes them?"

Only then did those people feel a little relieved.

But they relaxed their breath too early. One of them turned his head slightly and saw someone appear outside the yard.

A young man in a light blue gown came in from outside. He had a calm and soothing aura, and his pair of dark eyes were like an ancient well without ripples, exuding a clean and deep feeling.

Everyone in the yard was stunned for a moment. This person was not what they had imagined.

One person reacted first.

"Greetings, sir. I am the owner of the cloth shop."

The others who had come back to their senses greeted together and explained their positions.

After Wen Ye greeted them one by one, he looked at them and then at the red silk gift boxes that were being sent to them from behind. There were so many of them.

"Why so many?"

Chang Xing spoke for them, "This is what we have accumulated over the past six months. It is a regular practice to supply Xueming Palace with this every month."

Wen Ye looked at them calmly, then walked to the red silk boxes, opened one or two and took a look.

There are ready-made clothes with soft fabrics and many other very soft and fine things.

So it’s not that Yan Ping didn’t have it before, but these people simply didn’t send it to Yan Ping!

"Why didn't you send it before?" Wen Ye asked.

Those people looked at each other and no one dared to speak.

I didn’t dare to send it before, but in the last half month or so, I heard that there was a new person in Xue Ming Palace whom His Majesty loved very much.

Even so, they waited and watched the new heads hanging on the streets recently, and only dared to come after they were sure that the number was much less than before.

The atmosphere in the yard suddenly fell silent.

Chang Xing was also a little afraid to speak.

After a while, Wen Ye said as he looked at the things in the box.

"Once a month from now on."

As soon as he said this, the people in the yard who were lowering their heads breathed a sigh of relief silently.

Wen Ye just opened a small box, which contained several sealed booklets.

There was a hint of doubt in his eyes. They also sent books to Yan Ping?

He flipped it open and took a look, his eyes immediately stopped.

Chang Xing stood beside Wen Ye, and no matter how low his eyes were, he was at least looking at Wen Ye.

Then he looked at the person in front of him who was as white as jade, and his eyes turned red in an instant.

It was really red, red from head to toe.

He glanced in the direction where Wen Ye's eyes were looking in confusion, but before he could see clearly, he saw the man in front of him retract his hand in a flash, and the pages of the book fell slowly.

It was enough for Chang Xing to see clearly what was inside.

Chang Xing: “!!!”

Before Chang Xing could say anything, Wen Ye spoke in a very calm voice with a crimson complexion.

"Let's go back."

After Wen Ye finished speaking, he turned around and walked away. His steps were so fast that it seemed as if there was a wolf chasing him.

Chang Xing: “…”

Those who were delivering the gifts were stunned for a moment, and looked up one after another, only to see a scrap of clothing that had already been removed.

They all looked at Chang Xing, "What does the young master mean?"

Chang Xing looked at them dimly.

"Who sent this pornographic picture?"