The night is slightly cool.

Chiyan Mansion.

Qingge lay in the courtyard, looking up at the starry sky.

The bright moon and stars in the dark night of the Divine Moon are more beautiful than those in other places.

Qingge was so stunning that she curled her lips and smiled.

——Grandpa.

——I took the feathered clothes and colorful clothes for you.

The Seventh Princess is still as beautiful as a flower, but the grandfather's temples are white.

Those old past events will eventually be submerged in the old days, and goodbye will not be as palpitations as when I was young.

A pair of soft boots stopped beside Qingge, and Yan Bitong lay down and looked at the starry sky at night with Qingge.

"Go'er."

"Um."

"Mom will definitely protect you."

“…”

Qingge turned his head and looked at Yan Bitong, suddenly sat up, and reached out to Yan Bitong: "Mom, I want to hug you."

Yan Bitong's eyes flashed slightly, and she was stunned for a long time. She immediately laughed, put down the Red Flame Scepter, and hugged Qingge lightly.

Qingge leaned on Yan Bitong's arms and closed her eyes with great pleasure, like a lazy cat in the afternoon.

She loves the fragrance of her mother the most, the extremely light smell, but she is a lifelong obsession.

"Vomit, nausea."

On the courtyard wall, Jiuci pretended to be dry and waved his hand in disgust: "Women are troublesome."

All of them are so big, do you still have to hug them?

It's really disgusting.

But... Jiuci looked at Yan Bitong, frowned, and then turned his head suddenly like an electric shock.

Oh, he is a real man and a real man, and he will never be greedy for women's arms.

"Cheer, come here." Yan Bitong's eyebrows and his hands were gentle and waved gently.

"don't want."

Jiuci said this, but he rushed over quickly and pounced on the other side of Yan Bitong, muttering: "It's really a problem, so just hold one."

Qingge: "..." At this time, Qingge understood that the little bun might be like Jiuci.

Although it was a speechless and wrong word, the night was extremely warm.

Yan Bitong asked: "The seven princesses are coming in a fierce manner, and their speed is as fast as lightning, so she discovered Ye'er. It's time for the people from Chiyan Mansion to change their blood, I'm afraid they are all others' eyes."

"The Divine Moon is very dangerous, my mother should be more careful," said Qingge.

"What are you afraid of? I am the pillar of this family. I will protect you two." Jiuci said.

Yan Bitong smiled: "Okay, I have a quote here, so I won't be afraid of my mother."

"Oh no, bad." Jiuci jumped up like a grasshopper and rushed out hurriedly.

Yan Bitong was confused: "What is he going to do?"

Qingge looked at Jiuci's direction, his face getting darker and darker.

Jiuci went to search for Dongfang Po and Dongling Cod, then gathered with Yan Yu and went to dig tunnels under the central city wall together.

Is such an unreliable brother really reliable?

That night, it was another night of digging authenticity. Four men with different styles dug all night until they were covered in dust.

The next day, all four of them appeared in the pavilion to eat pear blossom crisps made by Ye Bilan.

Qingge felt a headache when he saw these four people.

If digging the tunnel is useful, what else should the powerful people in Shenyuedu do?

"Tomorrow will be the wedding banquet for the prince and the princess." The goddess frowned, with deep worries in her eyes.

Yan Bitong said, "Princess Shangting has been escorted to the Seventh Prince's Mansion. Several princesses from Shenyuedu have all gone to the Seventh Prince's Mansion."

"Sir Chi Yan, are you going to the Seventh Prince's Mansion today?" asked the goddess.

Yan Bitong shook her head: "If I don't go, I have been injured in my leg, so I can't go today."

“…”

After eating pear blossom crisps, Qingge practiced in the courtyard for the whole morning.

With her strength, she could have broken through the Illusion Spirit Realm long ago and has been deliberately suppressing it.

She re-hardened and practiced with the power of stars, and her foundation and strength were dozens of times higher than those in the same realm!

At noon, Yan Yu and Yan Bitong came forward with a serious look on his face.

Looking at the faces of the two, I could tell that something difficult was coming.

"Ge'er, Princess Shangting sees you, this is the new princess Shangting." Yan Yu handed a letter to Qingge.

Qingge pursed her lips tightly, took the letter and slowly opened it.

Princess Shangting’s handwriting is very beautiful, with every stroke and stroke neat, with black and white words, and at first glance, it is particularly comfortable.

In the letter, a few words—

I went to Changsheng to the pavilion and heard that the girl is famous. Now it is the Divine Moon, I wish to see her.

"Do you want to see me?" Yan Yu asked, "The Seven Princes' Mansion must be a dragon's and tiger's den, and you just cheated them yesterday, I'm afraid..."

"See." Qingge smiled: "If you don't see you today, you can't escape the wedding banquet tomorrow. All the five city gates are closed. Without permission, no one can leave Shenyuedu."

"I'll go with you." The goddess changed into her clothes and walked quickly.

Qingge nodded, "Okay."

Others who went to the Seventh Prince's Mansion together also included Yan Yu, Yan Bitong and others. As for Jiuci and others, they naturally dug up the tunnel.

Qingge thought these people were particularly arrogant, so it would be fine if they were digging tunnels at night, but they were still digging tunnels during the day.

It's really arrogant and arrogant.

According to the custom of Shenyuedu, the day before the wedding banquet, the noble lady gave her a happy gift and wished that the two would live together until they were old.

Yan Bitong is also a noble lady, but she was injured within three months and cannot meet the bride the day before the wedding banquet.

This is a custom.

Therefore, Yan Bitong rode on the Lingde and waited outside the Seven Princes' Mansion.

As for Yan Yu, I sent Qingge to find an excuse to leave, and it seemed like I was going to dig a tunnel.

Yan Bitong held Qingge and the goddess' hands respectively: "If you have anything, call me in time."

"yes."

“…”

Qingge and his two walked into the Seventh Prince's Mansion. A waiter had been waiting for a long time and came to greet him.

The palace is decorated with lights and colorful colors, and is covered with festive red curtains.

"Two, please follow me." The waiter bowed and walked to the front.

The ladies of Shenyuedu in the royal palace saw Qingge, gathered together and pointed at them.

"Looking at the mistress who made friends with the goddess, how could she end up in such a pitiful state if it weren't for Ye Qingge?"

"Yes, the flowers are not red for a hundred days. Look, Jie Bilan is in trouble. A few months ago, he was very energetic and favored by the God of Yun. He was the first person in the limelight in the Shenyue Capital. Now he has cut off the noble and sacred Shenyue two tendons. It's so pitiful..."

"Goddess? What kind of goddess is just a deprecated lowly spirit."

"Don't you say that people are cheap spirits. In the Eighteen Palaces, Xuan Ji box cannot be engraved, it is said to be noble blood. Moreover, even if a person is not the goddess of our God Moon Capital, or the goddess of the Qinglian, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a goddess."

“…”

Qingge stopped and suddenly drew his sword.

The Ming King passed by the sword, and the wind and cranes were full of murderous aura.

Countless mixed sounds came to an abrupt end and turned into silence.

"Miss Ye, today is a happy day, you are..." The waiter's face turned pale.

The ladies were frightened.

Qingge held the Ming King's knife and touched the blade, as if comforting. After a long time, he turned his head and looked at the waiter and explained seriously: "You don't know that if I don't chop anyone or drink blood, I will feel uncomfortable. Moreover, this knife is an ancient weapon, and I like those beauties who talk a lot the most..."

The ladies looked at each other, feeling creepy and dared not look at the knife in Qingsing's hand.
To be continued...