After leaving the dew water platform, Yun Yuexia was worried that Qingge wanted to send her back to Ye's house, but Qingge was stubborn, Yun Yuexia had no choice but to give up and return to her bedroom.

In the deep streets, the sound of silk and bamboos sounds and lights of thousands of houses are celebrated. The ceremony of the queen is full of congratulations, but the song is like a soulless empty shell, the walking corpse.

Before he knew it, Qingge walked to the quiet and deserted Huarong Lane.

The place where she woke up from the endless pain and darkness was Huarong Lane. Qingge squatted on the steps of a family's backyard, supporting her face with her hands and looking at the empty street with her eyes ethereal.

"Hello."

A cheerful and thick voice sounded, Qingge's soul trembled. She suddenly raised her eyes and saw that deep in Huarong Lane, the man was dressed like fire, and the evil charm was rampant. He stood in the middle of the alley with black hair and sinister pupils. He walked towards this side with great strides and stopped in front of Qingge. The shadow obscured Qingge's body. Ji Yue lifted Qingge up like a chicken. Qingge stared blankly at the incredible man in front of him, and could not react at all.

Without waiting for her to react, Ji Yue suddenly reached out to hug her, as if she had used all her life to melt Qingge into her bones. Qingge felt that she was already suffocated and would die at any time. There was an abyss that would never be restored, but she had no way to escape.

"Damn girl, don't think too much. I just think of you as pitiful as you, just lend me a shoulder to lean on you." Ji Yue snorted and said proudly. He pressed Qingge's head hard on the back of her head. Qingge's face was buried deep in his shoulder, and she was completely stunned.

As soon as Qingge looked up, he would find that the man under the moonlight was full of affection and softness. His delicate and fair face was red as if he had a fever at this moment. Ji Yue swallowed and looked at the end of Huarong Lane, with crazy eyes all over her.

Even with all his hard work, he had to hold it back.

At least for now, this woman does not belong to her.

After a moment, Qingge woke up, but Ji Yue ran away in panic and slipped into the void space, muttering, "I'm so thin, it's not comfortable to pick it up at all. It's better for my woman from the demon realm, that's so charming and sexy..."

Qingge's forehead was full of black lines, and she stood in the middle of the alley with a black face, her mouth and eyes twitching.

How could there be such a person in the world who can make faces?

"Hey." The boy in the void space shouted again.

Qingge, who was about to walk to Ye's house, raised her eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

"if……"

"if?"

"Forget it, it's all right."

Ji Yue turned around and turned into a cat fox and lay down on the throne's seat to sleep, "Master, I'm very sleepy now and don't want to talk nonsense to you."

Qingge: "..."

Oh, what's this?

I won’t say half of it, but it’s very enchanting!

Qingge was furious, but his mood was not as blocked as before.

Nothing space.

Ji Yue suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were evil and slandered, and she was born with bloodthirsty.

If it weren't for Mei Qingchen, would it be me who stood by you...

Later I thought about it, for nothing, the most funny word in the world is the word "if".

I have always had deep love, but why did the fate be shallow?

*

Qingge had just entered the gate of Fengyue Pavilion, and his eyes trembled slightly. Ye Qingtian stood in the yard with a gloomy face and stared at her with a blazing look. Qingge pursed his lips tightly.

Behind him, Ye Qingcheng, who was about to enter Fengyue Pavilion, saw Qingge and was filled with joy, "Qingge, are you here?"

Qingge nodded.

"You disappeared in the afternoon, and the elder was panicked, just about to dig three feet into the ground." Ye Qingcheng looked at Ye Qingtian, who was as angry as thunder in the distance, and said.

"Qingcheng, you go back to your room first. I have something to say with my grandfather." Qingge said.

Ye Qingcheng nodded, then left with Fuxiqin in his arms.

Qingge walked forward quietly, and arrived in front of Ye Qingtian, lowered his head and said, "It's Qingge's bad, it makes grandpa worry."

She knew that Ye Qingtian was really worried about her. If she disappeared for a few more days, Ye Qingtian would even turn the Beiyue upside down.

Yes, no matter how cruel and ruthless people and things in the world are, there is always such a grandfather who will go crazy for her and refuse her life.

Life is here, what else can we ask for?

Ye Qingtian was relieved and helpless. He had to know how panicked he was when he didn't find Ye Qingge in the afternoon or the night, for fear that Qin Lan's crazy woman who was desperate would deal with Ye Qingge. Thinking that his granddaughter might be gone in the future, Ye Qingtian felt that he could not protect his son and daughter-in-law. Could it be that he could not even protect his only granddaughter?

Shangguan Lin and others even came to comfort him and said that Qingge might have just gotten out of trouble. He was angry at Qin Lan Ye Zhengxiong and saw that the two of them were unbelievable and began to believe that Qingge might not be in trouble.

He thought that when Qingge came back, he would definitely hang the girl on the eaves and beat her hard.

But when he saw her lowering her head and admitting her mistakes, all his anger disappeared in an instant. He looked at Qingge like a treasure, and his heart was finally relieved.

“Just come back.”

Ye Qingtian said, "Before going out next time, you must tell grandpa that grandpa is old and this old bone can no longer withstand the tossing."

Qingge looked up and saw Ye Qingtian's white hair, and his heart seemed to be stuck.

She didn't know whether Ye Qingtian knew about the Northern Yue Emperor's killing Ye Jingfeng, but she didn't dare to say that, yes, Ye Qingtian was old and could not make trouble anymore.

She just hopes that he can spend his old age and enjoy a peaceful life.

Ye Qingtian rubbed Qingge's head and then came out of Fengyue Pavilion. Qingge turned around and looked at Ye Qingtian. Under the clear and bright moonlight, the old man's back was so lonely and bleak, which made people feel distressed.

Qingge had no choice but to return to the room and saw Ye Qingcheng wiping the piano at the table, and was slightly stunned.

"It's getting late, why haven't you gone back to rest?" Qingge's eyebrows were covered in fatigue.

Ye Qingcheng suddenly stood up, panickedly stuffed the blood-stained cloth into his sleeves, put his hands behind him hastily, his eyes clear and cold, and he stayed on Qingge for a long time. After a while, she said, "I'm very worried about you."

"Am I awesome?" Qingge asked inexplicably.

Ye Qingcheng was stunned for a moment and then said, "Awesome."

"Since I'm so powerful, how could there be any trouble?" The girl was furious and said Ye Qingcheng was stunned.

Qingge frowned slightly, "How come it smells of blood?"

Her eyes fell on Ye Qingcheng's hands behind her, with a stern look, "What's wrong with your hands?"

"My hands are very good... nothing happened." Ye Qingcheng shook his lower lip and said.

Qingge walked forward and grabbed Ye Qingcheng's hand, but saw that Ye Qingcheng's fingers were already bloody and shocking.

Because Qingge's movements were quite large, the blood-stained cloth rubbed against the strings fell to the ground. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!