After leaving Dew Terrace, Yun Yuexia was worried about Qingge and wanted to send her back to Yejia, but Qingge was stubborn, so Yun Yuexia had no choice but to give up and return to her palace.
In the deep streets, with the sound of silk and bamboo and the lights of thousands of houses, and the congratulatory ceremony, everyone is congratulating each other, but the soft singing is like an empty shell without a soul, like a walking corpse.
Unknowingly, Qing Ge came to the quiet and deserted Huarong Lane.
The place where she first woke up from the endless pain and darkness was Huarong Lane. Qing Ge squatted on the steps of a backyard of a house, holding her face with her hands and looking at the deserted street with empty eyes.
"Hello."
A hearty and deep voice sounded, and Qing Ge's soul trembled. She suddenly raised her eyes, and saw in the depths of Huarong Alley, a man in red clothes like fire, evil spirits rampant. He was standing in the middle of the alley like that seductively, with black hair, sinister
With his eyes wide open, he strode towards this side and stopped in front of Qingge. The shadow engulfed Qingge's body. Ji Yue lifted Qingge up like a chicken. Qingge stared blankly at the monster in front of her.
The man was so embarrassed that he couldn't react at all.
Without waiting for her to react, Ji Yue suddenly stretched out her hand and hugged her, as if she had spent her whole life trying to melt Qingge into her bones. Qingge felt that she was suffocated and would die at any time. There was no recovery ahead.
The abyss, but she had no way to escape.
"Damn girl, don't think too much. I just feel sorry for you and lend you a shoulder to lean on." Ji Yue snorted and said arrogantly. He pressed his hand hard on the back of Qing Ge's head, Qing Ge's
His face was buried deep in his shoulder, completely dumbfounded.
As soon as Qingge raised her head, she would find that the man under the moonlight was full of affection and gentleness. His delicate and white face was as red as a fever. Ji Yue swallowed her saliva and glanced at the end of Huarong Lane, her eyes filled with emotion.
It's all crazy.
No matter how hard he worked, he had to hold back.
At least now, this woman does not belong to her.
A moment later, Qing Ge regained consciousness, but Ji Yue ran away and slipped into the void space, still muttering, "She's so thin, it's not comfortable to hold her at all, she's better off as a woman from my Demon Realm"
, that’s called charming and sexy…”
Qingge's forehead was covered with black lines, and he stood in the middle of the alley with a dark face, and the corners of his mouth and eyes twitched.
How could there be such a superficial person in the world?
"Hey." The boy in the void space shouted again.
Qingge, who was about to walk to Ye's house, raised her eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"
"if……"
"if?"
"Forget it, it's okay."
Ji Yue turned over and turned into a cat and fox, lying on the throne to sleep, "Sir, I'm very sleepy now and don't want to talk nonsense to you."
Qingge: "..."
Oh, what's this thing called?
I didn’t say it in half, but it’s very exciting!
Qingge was furious, but her mood was not as blocked as before.
Empty space.
Ji Yue suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were evil and bloodthirsty.
If it were not for Mei Qingchen, would it be me who is standing next to you...
Then I thought about it, that’s it, the funniest word in the world is the word “if”.
Love has always been deep, but the relationship is shallow.
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Qingge had just entered the gate of Fengyue Pavilion, her eyes trembled slightly, Ye Qingtian stood in the yard and stared at her with a gloomy face, Qingge pursed her lips tightly.
Behind him, Ye Qingcheng, who was about to enter Fengyue Pavilion, saw Qingge and was filled with joy, "Qingge, are you here?"
Qing Ge nodded.
"You disappeared all afternoon. The great elder was so panicked that he had to dig three feet into the ground." Ye Qingcheng looked at Ye Qingtian who was not far away and said.
"Qingcheng, you go back to your room first. Grandpa and I have something to talk about." Qing Ge said.
Ye Qingcheng nodded, then hugged Fu Xiqin and left.
Qing Ge walked forward quietly and arrived in front of Ye Qingtian. He lowered his head and said, "It's because Qing Ge is not good and makes grandpa worried."
She knew that Ye Qingtian was really worried about her. If she disappeared for a few more days, Ye Qingtian would even turn Beiyue upside down.
Yes, no matter how ruthless the people and things in the world are, there will always be a grandfather who will go crazy for her and risk his life for her.
If you are born here, what else can you ask for?
Ye Qingtian was discouraged and helpless. You know how panicked he was when he couldn't find Ye Qingge all afternoon and night. He was afraid that Qin Lan, that crazy woman who didn't want her life, would deal with Ye Qingge. Thinking that his granddaughter might be gone in the future, Ye Qingtian felt
He was so desperate that he couldn't protect his son and daughter-in-law. Could it be that he couldn't even protect his only granddaughter?
Shangguan Lin and others, and even Beihuang, came to comfort him and said that Qing Ge might just have something to do and he went out. He was angry at Qin Lan Ye Zhengxiong and saw that the two of them were in disbelief and began to believe that Qing Ge might be fine.
He thought that when Qingge came back, he would hang this girl from the eaves and beat her severely.
But when he saw her lowering her head and admitting her mistake obediently, all the anger disappeared in an instant. He looked at Qingge as if he had found a treasure, and his hanging heart was finally relieved.
"Just come back."
Ye Qingtian said, "Before you go out next time, you must tell grandpa that he is old and his old bones can no longer withstand the torture."
Qingge raised her head, and what caught her eye was Ye Qingtian's full head of white hair, and she felt as if something was blocked in her heart.
She didn't know if Ye Qingtian knew about Beiyue Emperor's murder of Ye Jingfeng, but she didn't dare to say, yes, Ye Qingtian was old and could no longer take the trouble.
She only hoped that he could spend his remaining years peacefully and enjoy happiness.
Ye Qingtian rubbed Qingge's head and then left Fengyue Pavilion. Qingge turned back and looked at Ye Qingtian. Under the clear and bright moonlight, the old man's back was so lonely and desolate, which made people feel distressed.
Qing Ge reluctantly returned to the room and was slightly stunned when she saw Ye Qingcheng playing the piano at the table.
"It's getting late, why don't you go back and rest?" Qingge's eyebrows were full of fatigue.
Ye Qingcheng stood up suddenly, hurriedly stuffed the bloody piano wiping cloth into her sleeves, put her hands behind her hastily, her eyes were clear and cold, and stayed on Qingge for a long time. After a while, she said:
"I am worried about you."
"Am I great?" Qingge asked inexplicably.
Ye Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Awesome."
"Since I am so powerful, how can something happen?" The girl said with beaming eyebrows, leaving Ye Qingcheng stunned for a moment.
Qingge frowned slightly, "Why does it smell like blood?"
Her eyes fell on Ye Qingcheng's hands behind her back, her eyes stern, "What's wrong with your hands?"
"My hands are fine... nothing happened." Ye Qingcheng shook her lower lip and said.
Qingge stepped forward and grabbed Ye Qingcheng's hand, only to see that the fingertips of Ye Qingcheng's hands were already bloody and bloody, which was shocking.
Because the Qingge movement was relatively large, the blood-stained cloth that was wiping the strings fell to the ground.