The banquet that night ended in a hurry.

Before leaving, everyone's thoughts were different and there were hundreds of flavors.

Mo Xie was drunk and supported by Xiao Rufeng, and left the palace staggeringly. Bei Yueming got into the black golden carriage. He was about to let the servant leave, but a fair and slender hand reached in and lifted the curtain of the car. Ye Xue's delicate and beautiful face appeared in Bei Yueming's vision.

Ye Xue curled her lips, smiled coldly, and said, "Prince, I want to go to the palace tonight."

As she said that, she got on the carriage with preconceived ideas and sat next to Bei Yueming, very close to her.

"Miss Ye's family is so bold." Bei Yueming's eyes were filled with sarcasm.

"As long as it is the prince, Xue'er has no regrets." Ye Xue lowered her eyes, shy, but a flash of light flashed in her eyes.

Yes, she was scared.

She must not continue to sit still and wait for death, Bei Yueming can only be hers!

Late at night, the palace.

The candlelight is faint, clearly extinguished, and the breeze blows through the window, silent and deep.

Ye Xue sat on the Linglong Jade Bed, her legs were together and her hands were twisted in her sleeves, and she was very nervous. Bei Yueming walked in from outside the door, holding a wine pot in his right hand and a wine glass in his left hand, and walked to Ye Xue. Bei Yueming poured a glass of wine and handed it to Ye Xue, saying, "Drinking this glass of Hehuan wine will be good for you."

Ye Xue was surprised.

Hehuan wine, only wine that can be drunk in the bridal chamber. Bei Yueming means... to admit her?

Ye Xue's cheeks were flushed, and she carefully held the wine glass with her hands and drank it in one gulp. A stream of heat suddenly spread wildly from her lower abdomen. Her eyes were blurred and passionately looking at Bei Yueming, "Prince...", her voice was as silk as silk, stretching and gentle.

Bei Yueming pulled out the hairpin from Yexue's hair bun, and his hair was draped behind him like a waterfall, reaching his waist.

"Have you thought about it?" Bei Yueming said.

Ye Xue pulled her clothes, revealing half of her round shoulders. The answer was self-evident.

Bei Yueming's pupils were slightly darker. He tore Yexue's clothes apart and rushed away, like a wolf or a tiger, a phoenix, a room full of spring and a beautiful place.

Yejia.

At the gate of Fengyue Pavilion, Ye Qingtian's face was a little heavy. He said, "Xiao Ge'er, Grandpa doesn't care whether your dantian is good or bad, and he doesn't know what kind of opportunities you have during the period of seclusion. Grandpa just hopes you can be safe."

"Grandpa, don't worry, Qingge has grown up and can protect her." Qingge said.

Ye Qingtian looked at Qingge's face and was quite relieved.

Yes, his granddaughter has grown up, so what else is unhappy about?

After pulling Ye Qingtian's beard, Qingge turned around and walked into Fengyue Pavilion, "Grandpa, I'm going back to rest."

Seeing the girl's back gradually disappearing into the night, Ye Qingtian was about to close the door of Fengyue Pavilion courtyard, but from the corner of his eyes he saw countless glass bronze mirrors in the courtyard.

There seemed to be evil spirits in my eyes, and the sound of Ye Qingtian was filled with anger.

"Shadow!" Ye Qingtian shouted.

A black figure rushed out of the dark night and knelt in front of Ye Qingtian on one knee, "Master."

"Check it out carefully, who is so impatient that he dares to put the glass bronze mirror in Fengyue Pavilion!" Ye Qingtian was furious, his eyes seemed to be about to spit fire.

From childhood to adulthood, he was afraid that Ye Qingge would be inferior because of his ugly appearance. Therefore, when Feng Qingyang cast Fengyue Pavilion, he specifically asked Feng Qingyang not to place glass mirrors for ordinary household use in Fengyue Pavilion, but ancient yellow and unclear mirrors.

Its meaning is obvious, and I don’t want Ye Qingge to see the purple-red birthmark.

But now, someone dares to place the glass bronze mirror that can best reflect people clearly in Fengyue Pavilion!

——

After Qingge returned to Fengyue Pavilion, before he could enter the bedroom, he heard a series of cheerful footsteps. Then he saw the door opened by a pair of pink little hands. Liu Jingjing ran over and jumped to Qingge's arms with her naked feet in her pajamas made of Shu Jinxiu.

Qingge picked up Liu Jingjing and asked with a smile: "Why haven't you slept so late? Are you naughty again?"

Liu Jingjing held her mouth and said aggrievedly, "Sister, I'm so hungry."

"Didn't you have supper?" Qingge asked.

When Ye Qingtian came out of seclusion, her status in the Ye family rose. Since Ye Jingjing lived in her Fengyue Pavilion, the people in Ye’s backyard kitchen should not dare to treat her unfairly.

"When I went to the kitchen to find something to eat, I accidentally got my sister Shuiqin's handkerchief. Sister Shuiqin said that I was a bad thing for my mother and didn't let me eat." Ye Jingjing cried with a sad face.

"Ye Shui Qin?"

Qingge lazily narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes, and a cold feeling surged into his eyes.

Although this Yeshuiqin is from a lineage, it is loved by Qin Lan and Ye Zhengxiong because of its sweet mouth. Its status in the Ye family is even higher than that of some ladies who are not favored by the direct lineage.

Some time ago, Ye family asked Yeshuiqin and Ye Wuhen, the eldest son of Ye family, to go to the north and south areas to check the income and account books of Ye family's side departments in Wanyue City, Sanxiahai and other areas.

From this we can see that Ye Zhengxiong is extremely fond of Ye Shuiqin.

Ye Jingjing nodded like pounding garlic, "Sister Shuiqin still wants to hit me, but fortunately, Brother Wuhen is here."

Qingge pursed her lips and smiled slightly, and took out the snacks she had prepared in the palace for Ye Jingjing. When Ye Jingjing saw the snacks, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she put aside all her unhappiness.

Qingge sat down on the couch next to her, stroking the seven birds and thunder snake curled up on her left wrist, as if thinking, her expression was cold.

Unexpectedly, after leaving Ye Qingqing, another Ye Shui Qin came.

Trouble, always come one after another.

but……

Qingge smiled coldly and looked at the bright moon gradually falling outside the window, and there seemed to be a cold light in his eyes.

She is never afraid of trouble. She will solve one problem with the other, and she will kill two!

"Girl, I haven't absorbed all the energy in the spiritual crystal nucleus. After a while, the birthmark on your face will disappear." Ji Yue said.

Hearing this, Qingge was a little dull.

She never thought that this birthmark would disappear.

It was not until Ji Yue mentioned that she trembled. Although she had always compared herself to a man, deep down she was vaguely looking forward to the moment when the birthmark disappeared.

She never cared about outsiders’ thoughts or other people’s evaluations, but she was a woman, a pretended strong girl.

At night, Qingge lies on the bed and falls asleep while holding Ye Jingjing, who has eaten and drunk.

Outside the window, on the sycamore tree, a purple figure stood steadily among the branches. He put his hands behind him, his eyes were cold and deep, and his sword-like facial features were like the most perfect handicraft in the world, extremely exquisite.

The white moonlight fell on it, as if it was coated with a layer of silver edge, sacred and inviolable.

However, the man's aura was violent, like an executioner holding a machete in his hand. He raised his sword and fell to his head and his body were different.

His eyes fell silently and deeply through the window frame on the girl who fell asleep peacefully.

Qingge suddenly opened her eyes and looked out the window...

But only the breeze blows by, the leaves sway and the sound of them all.
Chapter completed!