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At the palace banquet, the songs and dances were promoted, the ministers were intertwined, the dancers in the palace danced charmingly, and the voices in the hall were boiling and lively.

Yue Mengxin's eyes have always stayed on Ye Lihuan, hoping to find an opportunity to be alone with Ye Lihuan.

Maybe he felt what Yue Mengxin was thinking, and suddenly Ye Lihuan suddenly stood up and walked towards Yue Mengxin.

However, Xiahou Zhiyue was entangled by Cang Ziyao. Cang Ziyao took out the cold gold pin that Yue Mengxin gave her and angered her, and the two suddenly fell into a verbal battle.

Xiaobai nibbled the roast meat aside and had already forgotten the unhappiness in Cang Ziyao's heart, but when Hu's eyes looked at Ye Lihuan and Xiahou Zhiyue, his eyes were full of fierce light.

How could it not know why the master came to this palace banquet? Thinking that the man in front of him stabbed his master with a sword, he hated Ye Lihuan very much.

But in order not to destroy the owner's plan, it can only be wary of Ye Lihuan.

Yue Mengxin watched Ye Lihuan walk towards them, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She hoped that Ye Lihuan would come to her seat to drink with herself. Just now, she deliberately came out of the limelight, but to attract his attention. In this way, she would have a chance to relieve Ye Lihuan from his wrong spell.

Ye Lihuan stared at the teenager in front of him. Why did his eyes look like the witch who assassinated him? Tonight, his eyes fell on the teenager. Even Xiahou Zhiyue called himself, and he was absent-minded.

"Can you lend your bodyguard to me?" Ye Lihuan's mouth aroused an evil smile and said to Cang Ziyun.

A faint light flashed in the eyes of the purple cloud. For the first time, he looked at the man Yuemeng had always loved at such a close distance. The night king in front of him was full of natural domineering between his hands and feet, as if he were a natural king.

In the future, this man will be the future Yan Emperor of Yanyu Kingdom, and he is very sure.

But with a little sadness and anger in his heart, he was deeply sad. When he solved the spell of wrong love, he came to him to settle accounts.

Cang Ziyun suppressed her thoughts and smiled gently: "The Night King asked me for someone. How dare I refuse? Moon Guard, come and meet the Night King."

Yue Mengxin slowly walked to Ye Lihuan's side, and her body trembled slightly. The man in front of her made her hate and love.

Strongly calmed himself down, Yuemeng stepped forward gracefully, simply bowed to Ye Lihuan, and smiled, "Lord Night!"

Yue Mengxin's disrespectful attitude towards the Night King made some ministers beside him vaguely dissatisfied, but thinking that the teenager was not humble, impatient and impatient to his master, Cangwang, and his heart was more balanced.

It is normal for young people to be a little talented and arrogant.

Ye Lihuan did not feel disgusted with Yue Mengxin's disrespect, but appreciated it a little more and said with a smile, "I admired the words of the moon guard very much and hope to make friends with the moon guard."

Yue Meng's face was calm. She picked up the glass and said, "The prince praised that our Yuehua and Yan will definitely make friends for generations, and I think we can also become best friends with the prince."

She looked directly at Ye Lihuan and used the dementor to him. There was only one chance.

Ye Lihuan looked directly at the eyes of the teenager in front of him and wanted to see where the familiarity came from, but suddenly, these beautiful eyes had a strange glazed color, and his mind was gradually attracted and could not extricate himself.

"Prince Ye, I have a treasure for you. I don't know if you can communicate with me in private." Yue Mengxin's forehead was full of cold sweat, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Lihuan is determined. Yue Meng's heart can't hold the dementor and think of other ways. Unexpectedly, Ye Lihuan did not struggle more and was controlled by himself.

Ye Lihuan's eyes showed confusion and slightly nodded to Yue Mengxin.

The corners of Yue Mengxin raised her mouth and smiled, "Your Majesty, please!"

Ye Lihuan's movements were a little stiff, and he quietly disappeared into the hall without saying a word behind Yue Mengxin.

The atmosphere in the hall was so lively that **. Naturally, no one watched this scene. Even if someone secretly noticed it, they only thought that the teenager wanted to have a good relationship with the Night King.

In the hall, only one person's eyes always fell on Yue Mengxin. Looking at the two disappearing on the banquet, they picked up the wine glass and drank it gracefully and smiled. The woman really came for the night king.

Maybe there is no defense to go and have a look...

The silver moonlight gently sprinkled in the palace of Yanyu Kingdom. In a remote corner, Yuemeng quietly looked at the familiar and strange man in front of her, and her eyes showed strong sadness.

Suddenly, Yue Meng waved her sleeve, and her fingers popped out a few dark vigors, making Ye Lihuan stop, and her body slowly approached him.

A bitter and ancient spell was muttered in his mouth, and in an in an hour, a white light mask enveloped the two people, like a dream.

Yue Meng's fingertips secretly gathered spiritual power, constantly changing gestures on Ye Lihuan's forehead, and her black eyes burst out a fine light and threw it into Ye Lihuan's eyes.

Her lips slowly kissed his lips, and the slightly cold contact between her lips almost made Yuemeng lose her heart. She bit the tip of her tongue and blood crossed into Ye Lihuan's mouth.

At this time, a bloody mark appeared on Ye Lihuan's forehead, which looked strange and enchanting. Yuemeng's eyes turned cold, and she knew that it was the critical moment.

Her fingers were gently staggered, her nails cut her fingertips, and scarlet blood flowed out of her fingertips. She quickly pointed on the bloody mark, and her fingertips kept trembling, and one by one, she drew on the mark.

The white light around the two gradually faded, and Yue Mengxin used all her strength to engrave the last stroke. Suddenly, the mark on Ye Lihuan's forehead disappeared, turned into a red smoke, and slowly dissipated in the air.

Yue Mengxin's body stepped back a few steps, and the cold sweat on her forehead was like rain. Her whole body was as weak and weak. She leaned on the pillar with one hand and looked at Ye Lihuan with a pale face.

The method of solving the curse of wrong love is the blood of the woman who loves the curse, which is also solved with 20 years of life.

It is extremely dangerous for Yue Mengxin to do this, because no one does so, because the conditions for success are too harsh and almost impossible.

And she successfully untied the wrong love spell on Ye Lihuan, and Ye Lihuan's memory returned from wrong to the standard.

Lan Nianrong looked at this scene silently. If Yue Mengxin was an ordinary mortal, he would definitely stop it, but now Yue Mengxin is a person who practiced spells, and Shouyuan is naturally not controlled by heaven and earth.

20 years is just a short time for Yue Mengxin.

Ye Lihuan stood there motionless and closed his eyes, as if he were asleep.

Yue Mengxin rested for a moment and swallowed an elixir. Then she regained a trace of blood color on her face. She took out a letter from her arms and a small jade bottle containing the marrow washing elixir she refined for him.

She stared at Ye Lihuan for a moment and engraved the face in front of her deeply in her mind. Tonight's separation, she broke up with him and will be a stranger from now on...