The footsteps outside the cold palace became clearer and heavier. Ye Qingmian calmed down her thoughts and waved her wrist.
The jasper-like bracelet made a clear and clear sound, and the sound was pleasant and very nice. A smile slowly bloomed on Ye Qingmian's lips, and then she gently pulled the clothes around, and stepped forward to welcome her, slender. Jade hand stretched out and opened the door
There was a noisy scene outside the door. The guards were rushing around one after another. It was very hectic.
It must be said that these guards were really aggrieved. They had just brought lunch in their hands and had not even started eating yet. An order was issued to find Concubine Ye with all their strength. If they could not find her back, they would not be allowed to eat.
"Have you made a mistake? If you can't even eat well, how can you give birth to a son in the future?" When Xiao Guizi gave the order, a guard Bing said lazily, with his hands on his hips and a very tired look on his face.
"Does your eating have anything to do with whether you have a son or not?" Xiao Guizi didn't want to answer this question, but he asked it after all.
"Of course it does matter. Don't you know that if you want to have a son, you have to work hard? If you have to work hard, how can you do it without eating enough?" the guard said angrily, his brows furrowed.
"As a slave in the palace, no matter what time it is, you must take the emperor's orders as your mission."
Xiao Guizi looked at the guard condescendingly, and said with disdain in his eyes, "If you want to find someone, go and find someone; if you want to come back, come back decisively; if I want you to live, you can't die. If you die, you will never survive. This is the palace."
"If this is really the case, how is it different from going against the will of heaven?" The guard sighed softly, turned around and joined the searching army.
The name of the guard who talked back to Xiao Guizi was Murong Feng. Xiao Guizi never expected that this small, inconspicuous guard would actually bring a series of bloody events to the palace and turn the world upside down.
At this moment, Ye Qingmian looked at the people outside very quietly and did not speak. Her eyes were still on a guard.
Intuition told her that the guard was not easy to judge. Although he was wearing the uniform of a guard, the look on his face was as if he was wearing a noble yellow robe. His proud posture was even worse than that of Nan. Feng Yu is even worse
When Ye Qingmian's eyes passed by the guard, he just raised his eyes and smiled brightly. There was a smile in his eyes, with a demon-like bewitching power, which made Ye Qingmian's heart suddenly jump and light. , as if heartbeat
The bodyguard of "Fei Ye" is none other than Murong Feng. He is standing there, holding the sword on his waist, with his sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, his eyes are deep.
"Who are you?" Ye Qingmian was slightly frightened, as if he had never seen this person speak.