Qingge sat on the carriage prepared by the royal family and drove steadily to the Ye Mansion.

No one noticed that when the Youfeng lifted the curtain of the car, the graceful figure in the carriage was fleeting and disappeared.

At the same time, in the palace, Zhan Jieyu lay on the imperial concubine's couch, holding a hot egg wrapped in soft cloth, rolling around on her purple face.

Suddenly, the door was open, as if a ghost was swarming out. Zhan Jieyu's heart aroused, and he quickly looked out the door with a sharp look as sharp as a jackal.

Outside the door, the breeze passed by, the leaves rustled, the moonlight was enchanting, and the night was roaring in the dead silence like a flood and a beast.

Concubine Zhan’s heart trembled.

Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky.

Bai Yue floated behind her.

Qingge crossed the threshold, walked in calmly, and sat down on the couch in front of Zhan Jieyu.

"Qing-Qingge?" Concubine Zhan widened her eyes.

"Why, don't you welcome me?" Qingge took out an orange from the fruit plate and put it in his hand to weigh it.

"No--No, I'm just a little surprised." Concubine Zhan said.

Qingge didn't speak, smiled silently, took out a medicine bottle from the space bag, and threw it into Zhan Jieyu's arms freely. "The golden sore medicine he took when he passed by the national treasury. Within two days, the injury on your face should be healed."

Zhan Jieyu hurriedly took the medicine bottle and looked at Qingge in a complicated and deep manner.

Qingge raised an arm, lay down on the couch, glanced at Zhan Jieyu and said, "How is the Nine-turn Jade Han body practicing?"

"I'm still stranding in the first turn." Concubine Zhan said.

"Practice well. If you can break through the nine turns, you will be able to turn water into ice." Qingge said.

Concubine Zhan bit her tender red lips, "Nine turns, it's very difficult."

"If it's not difficult, it's not interesting to break through, isn't it?" Qingge said.

The two of them exchanged greetings in unison, just like chatting about family matters between sisters-in-law.

Slowly, the atmosphere became lively, and Zhan Jieyu's heart seemed to be opened.

She sat next to Qingge with an embroidered stool, looked at Qingge and said, "Qingge, thank you."

"What do you thank?" Qingge said coldly: "Thank you, I will not grudge you? Thank you, I have a big stomach? If this is the case, there is no need."

"No, I thank you for trusting me." Concubine Zhan's eyes were sincere.

Qingge's eyes trembled, then she lowered her eyelids lazily, turned her tone and said, "Do you want to be the emperor?"

Concubine Zhan opened her mouth and her eyes widened slightly, "Emperor?"

Qingge curled up the corners of his lips, "Yes, don't be surprised, so what if a woman is the emperor? Is there any rule that women cannot sit on the throne of the king?"

Since you want to do it, you have to do something big. Since you have already taken the lead, you will not turn back until you reach the Nine Palace!

So what about women? Women are as good as men, and even men have to lie down!

Zhan Jieyu felt that the blood in her body was boiling, as if there was a raging fire that swept past and spread to her limbs and bones.

A heart beats wildly.

That is, a humble woman, yearning for power.

If you want to get rid of your inferiority complex, you have to remove that bone, get rid of Nirvana, and gain a new life.

"I'll ask you, do you want to?" Qingge said.

Concubine Zhan breathed, closed her eyes, and clenched her hands into fists.

When I opened my eyes again, it was like a sword unsheathed, showing its sharpness, "I want to!"

One word shows her determination not to fear life and death.

"Very good." Qingge stood up, looked at Concubine Zhan and said, "I will eliminate the demons and monsters on your way forward. As long as you are ready, you will be the next King of Xixun."

Concubine Zhan was extremely shocked both physically and mentally.

"I heard that Nanyi is good at using poison?" Qingge asked.

Concubine Zhan nodded, "That's true."

"Are you good at it?" Qingge asked.

Concubine Zhan replied, "Although my poison has not reached the point of being perfect in the fire, it can also be called Mahayana."

"That's good. How to use Gu to poison to maximize your interests. Think clearly. To replace someone and get rid of his claws, first of all, you must corrupt him inside, take out all his internal organs, and make him a puppet controlled by you." Qingge smiled, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes.

Concubine Zhan’s eyes turned lightly.

Qingge suddenly approached her, supported her hands on both sides of Zhan Jieyu's body, and leaned down from her upper body, and two very beautiful faces were so close to each other.

Exhale like orchid, word by word, and said coldly: "It's the last time."

After saying that, she got up and walked out.

Zhan Jieyu looked at Qingge's back and her heart was filled with ambition and fighting spirit.

This is the last chance Ye Qingge gave her.

Qingge advocates that the betrayer will be killed without mercy. The reason why he can let go of his past grudges is because Zhan Jieyu did not do anything to hurt her. Even if he likes Ji Yue, he only made a few loves and did not do anything excessive.

Open the palace again.

Concubine Zhan sat alone on the imperial concubine's couch, lowered her face, and carefully recalled what Ye Qingge had just said.

Nanyi Gu Poison, Walking Dead, Puppet, Control-

She couldn't figure it out.

Zhan Jieyu sat on the couch for half a night, maintaining the same posture. Suddenly, a light of inspiration appeared in her mind. She suddenly raised her head and a cold wind blew outside the door, and three thousand black hairs danced and fluttered. In an instant, the woman's eyes became darker, like a swamp abyss, and there was a god of death inside.

She thought, she probably understood what Ye Qingge meant.

At this moment, the royal carriage was parked in front of the Ye Mansion.

The faint wind lifted the curtain of the car, and a figure, like a glimpse of light, penetrated into the carriage.

Breath, yin test.

The coachman shivered involuntarily.

He walked down and lifted the curtain of the car. The beauty inside was half leaning against the cushion and pretending to sleep, sleepy.

"Your Majesty, you're at the Night Mansion." The coachman spoke carefully and respectfully.

"arrive?"

Qingge opened his eyes, jumped down, and walked into Ye Mansion.

"Miss, you're back." Yinlan, who had been waiting by the door for a long time, trotted over regardless of his image.

"What's wrong?"

"The elder stewed bird's nest and insisted on waiting for you to come back and watch you drink it in person before he could rest." Yin Lan said, his eyes slightly red.

"Take me to the side hall."

Qingge is helpless.

In the side hall, Ye Qingtian supported his elbows on the table, his palms held his face, he was drowsy, his head drooped several times, and he almost fell asleep.

In front of the old man was a bowl of bird's nest covered tightly.

In order to keep the bird's nest hot, simmer under the porcelain bowl on low heat, and Ye Qingtian pours spiritual energy into the fire from time to time to adjust the heat.

Ye Qingtian’s five elements talent is the fire element.

I think that when he was excited about the five elements, he would never have imagined that when he was old, he would use fire elements to keep the temperature of the soup.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, Ye Qingtian woke up and was overjoyed, "Qingge, I'm back, grandpa has cooked bird's nest for you, come and have a meal while it's hot." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!