Chapter 2988

Huo Qilin saw that Qingge was far away from him, so he lowered his eyelids in disappointment.

Shouldn’t women all feel compassion for cute little animals?

At this time, a guard had already brought a cup of poisoned wine and three-foot white silk and placed it in front of Ye Qingyi.

The person holding the white silk was Ye Qingcheng. Ye Qingcheng lowered his eyes and looked down at Ye Qingyi: "Protector Ye, please choose."

Ye Qingyi raised his only hand tremblingly, wandering between the white silk and the poisonous wine. Finally, he lowered his hand heavily and picked up the wine glass.

The exquisite and beautiful gilded wine glass, half a glass of wine in the mouth, is a black liquid, exuding a poppy-like fragrance. Just by smelling it, you can feel the approach of the god of death.

Ye Qingyi's hand holding the wine glass was trembling constantly, like a sieve. Even though she had already plucked up the courage, she could not face death.

If you can live, who has the courage to die?

Ye Qingyi's eyes were covered with blood, and her congestion was particularly terrible, and her eyes seemed to explode. "Master Ye, do you have anything else to explain?" Ye Qingcheng asked: "Our Eastern Emperor said that the funeral of Ye should be handled beautifully, and the cemetery must be carried out according to the specifications of the elders of the Zong Mansion. And the things that Master Ye should do his best to explain.

It's better to finish."

Ye Qingyi smiled bitterly, sat on the ground and shook her head weakly.

Two lines of clear tears flowed from his black eyes, Ye Qingyi looked at Ye Jingfeng, his eyes full of reluctance.

"General, do you blame me?" Ye Qingyi asked.

Ye Jingfeng and Yan Bitong stood side by side. The wind blew. Ye Jingfeng took off his cloak and covered Yan Bitong.

Ye Qingyi frowned, a little puzzled. Yan Bitong appeared as Lord Shenyue Chiyan, wearing a cloak, and could not see her appearance.

The wind became stronger and stronger, lifting up the veil hanging in front of the cloak, revealing a peerless and stunning face.

Ye Qingyi's eyes shrank, full of disbelief, and her hands were trembling due to shock. The wine glass fell to the ground and the wine spilled out.

The poisonous wine sprinkled on the green grass, and immediately, a small piece of green grass had withered and had no vitality.

Is that woman...is it a wife...

The Divine Moon Red Flame Spirit Girl, such a noble identity.

She is really ridiculous, trying to compete with the elf Red Flame Spirit Girl.

These decades of time have finally been deceiving oneself.

The guard came and gave Ye Qingcheng a new glass of poisonous wine. Ye Qingcheng took the poisonous wine and handed it to Ye Qingyi.

Ye Qingyi did not go to get the poisonous wine, but stared at Ye Jingfeng and Yan Bitong in the distance like a madman, like a beautiful couple in heaven and earth, and she was like a jumping clown.

It was not until this moment that she suddenly realized what she had done wrong and what path she had taken.

A woman wearing a crescent white skirt walked out of the Eastern Emperor's team. This person was Ye Xuanji, Ye Mansion in Ye Mansion in Nanzhou.

Ye Xuanji walked to Ye Qingyi and knelt down, stretched out her hand and hugged Ye Qingyi: "Aunt Qing, it's easy to walk."

Ye Qingyi was stunned and looked straight at Ye Xuanji with sharp eyes: "Are you here to make a joke?"

"Aunt Qing, I know, you are very good, but you shouldn't have done this, there is no way to go. If there is a next life, I hope you will still be my Aunt Qing." Ye Xuanji's eyes were filled with tears.

Ye Qingyi's arrogance turned into nothing at this moment. She looked at Ye Xuanji's face, smiled bitterly, and raised her hand to stroke Ye Xuanji's cheek.

"Xuan Ji, Aunt Qing knows that she is wrong. Do you believe it?"

She finally knew why Ye Xuanji stayed stubbornly in Ye Shen Palace to follow the Eastern Emperor, and kept saying that she would do it for Nanzhou and Ye Mansion.

It turned out that it was really for the Ye Mansion.

To anger the Eastern Emperor, it is not just a million corpses, even if they are cut into pieces, they will be bleeding thousands of miles away.

The existence of Ye Xuanji means that even if you do something wrong, the Ye family will be able to protect it.

Ye Xuanji has made good efforts for the Ye family, but no one knows.

"Ah..." Ye Qingyi let out a hoarse roar, venting her unhappiness and regret in her heart.

Ye Qingyi leaned weakly on Ye Xuanji's body and laid on Ye Xuanji's shoulders. The tears shed wet Ye Xuanji's shoulders.

"Xuan Ji."

"Aunt Qing, I'm here."

"Persevere in your choices, never stop and walk forward. Don't stop and don't regret it. Aunt Qing will look at you."

Ye Xuanji's eyes became wet and she choked and replied: "Okay."

"Come on, I'll send Aunt Qing for the last trip and feed the wine to Aunt Qing. Your Aunt Qing, it's useless, I don't have the energy to get the wine glass." Ye Qingyi said.

Ye Xuanji held back her tears, nodded to Ye Qingcheng, took the wine glass, and gently fed the wine to Ye Qingyi.

Half a glass of wine, some of it went into the abdomen, and some of it overflowed from the corner of the mouth.

The ink-black wine slid along the corner of the lips to the chin, gathered into beads, and then dripped on Ye Xuanji's body.

Ye Qingyi's throat rolled, she grinned, her lips and teeth dyed black with wine.

"Xuan Ji, Aunt Qing will bless you in heaven."

Ye Qingyi leaned against Ye Xuanji's shoulder and gradually closed her eyes. Before she fell into the dark and empty world, her attention was always on the couple.

At this moment, my eyes were like a heavy door, but the moment I closed it, there was unprecedented ease.

Death is a dream that can never wake up.

Ye Qingyi smiled at the corners of her lips.

Xuan Ji noticed that Aunt Qing next to her had no vitality and breath. After being stunned, she raised her head and cried bitterly, and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Aunt Qing...", and then lowered her head and said silently: "It's easy to leave."

A guard came over to take Ye Qingyi's body away. Ye Xuanji closed her eyes and tears overflowed from the end of her eyes.

A pair of soft boots stopped beside Ye Xuanji, and the red hem stroked her cheeks. The cold voice of the empress sounded in her ears: "Xuanji, are you blamed me?"

"Aunt Qing deserves to die for thousands of times, how can he blame the Eastern Emperor? The Eastern Emperor gave him a cup of poisoned wine and kept his entire body. It was Aunt Qing's luck. As a member of the Ye Mansion, Xuan Ji should be grateful. How could he blame the Eastern Emperor with a jealous heart!" Ye Xuan Ji's words are sincere.

Qingge chuckled, leaned down, wiped away the tears from Ye Xuanji's cheeks.

"The road is still long, walk well. In the future, I will protect you." Qingge said.

Ye Xuanji opened her eyes slightly, and tears kept flowing out.

After a long time, Ye Xuanji supported the ground with both hands and kowtowed: "Xuanji, thank me for yourselves!"

Qingge raised a gentle smile on the corner of her lips, no longer looking at Ye Qingyi, but rode into the sedan chair.

"Everyone, let's go back, brothers of the Third Sect, please go home with me. Delicious food, good wine and meat are waiting for you." Qingge said in a low voice.

Her voice was neither loud nor small, but it was like the wind whistling by, and everyone could hear it clearly.

Facing the empress of Dongzhou, no one dares to underestimate it.

After the incident of the Northern Suburbs, the pattern of the Gods' Heavenly Realm changed again.

Once upon a time, Dongzhou started for the first time and was only at the end. Now, Dongzhou dares to challenge Zhong Linshan. King Zhong Lin raised his head and looked at Qingge through his hat, his eyes stirring up ripples like flowing water.
Chapter completed!