The elves all looked sideways and couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
Who would have known that this woman, as cold as frost, as breathtaking as an orchid, and so beautiful, would have such an indescribable name.
Only Qingge smiled happily, raised her thin eyebrows slightly, and didn't care about the people's gaze.
To her, there is no name more beautiful in the world than this.
It symbolizes not only a name, but also the past.
She cherishes the past in different places all the time.
She is afraid that one day, she will forget like aventurine. She must always remember where her goal is and the person she loves deeply is in the horizon.
Immortality.
That place where thousands of people yearn to become a god in one step.
Qingge was sitting on a chair, holding a glass of wine in her hand, her eyes blurred and sharp, and the corners of her lips seemed to be raised but cold.
Like the fog on a winter morning, the air is thick and cold, and you can see that mysterious figure.
She is sitting here, even though she does not have a high-ranking position, people can no longer look away.
That unique temperament is more than just peerless elegance.
Nan Xun swallowed, clenched his jade fist, and was secretly shocked.
How could a mere human girl have such a temperament? Even the proud goddess seemed to have become a foil.
The goddess is too arrogant and cold, but Ye Qingge is different. Under the quiet and distant gentleness, there is the chill of the violent wind and rain.
"Miss Ji's brother's name is..." Nanxun knew that it must be a fake name, but she couldn't tell it apart.
Qing Ge took a sip of wine, but before she could answer Nan Xun's words, she saw Jiu Ci raising his fan and showing an evil smile: "I'm here, Ji Yingjun."
Qingge: "..." Qingge was dull, and a trace of crystal liquid spilled from the corner of his mouth, which was wine.
Qing Ge turned around mechanically and looked at Jiu Ci helplessly.
This guy must be a fool.
However, Ji Meili is not qualified to laugh at Ji Yingjun.
The air was awkward for a while, and even the sound of the wind froze and stopped. Countless people were petrified and couldn't close their mouths in shock.
Among the elves, in addition to appearance and clothing, names are also a big part of culture.
When talking about culture, it has nothing to do with culture.
When choosing a name for the human race, they would consult ancient books. The few numbers must contain a profound meaning. But the elves are different. They must be good-sounding and good-looking. In the words of a light song, they must be high-end and classy.
Therefore, the names beautiful and handsome, if placed among the elves, will be despised by other elves.
It's just that in the face of the emperor's master, this contempt is due to the tacit understanding of all the elves, so naturally it will not be obvious.
The goddess sat next to Qingge and whispered in Qingge's ear: "Tonight, the Elf King will come, and I plan to tell the story about the cold air in the north. In this way, no one will dare to confront Chi Yan again under the light.
Your Excellency, take action; both of them, you will be a blockbuster, have superb medical skills, and have the protection of the Imperial Master, you will also be able to gain a firm foothold in the Elf Clan."
Both the goddess and Qingge planned to secretly treat Yan Bingtong in Chiyan Mansion. Now, the goddess's decision must be made after careful consideration.
Qingge smiled lightly, "Okay."
The goddess is an extremely wise and intelligent woman, and she also sees things clearly.
If she wants to stay in the elves permanently in the future, she will definitely help the goddess become a young queen.
In this way, with the help of the Queen, she can live forever even if her cultivation is not enough, and there are noble people to help her.
It's just that Qingge never imagined that the drama of life would always be so unexpected.
The goddess whispered to Qing Ge about the power relationship between the kings of the Elf clan, "In recent years, the Elf clan has also focused on cultivation. In the past few years, the power of the Elf clan has changed greatly. Today, the Elf clan has eleven kings, Elf kings and other palaces.
king."
"Beyond the Elf King are the princes of the Tenth Palace. The Imperial Master Cheng Min assists the Elf King. The Imperial Commandery Mu Qing is in charge of the Eighteenth Palace and the Eighteen Prisons. All criminal law issues within the Elf Clan are controlled by Mu Qing. Princess Nanxun is an Elf
The king's daughter, fortunately, is only the daughter of the Elf King. If she were the daughter of the palace king, I would not dare to compete with her... And the elders in the clan have noble status, and the palace king will also give her.
His face."
"..."
After listening to the goddess' explanation, Qing Ge was quite surprised.
She thought that among the elves, the Elf King was the most powerful, but she didn't expect that the Palace King was above the Elf King.
That is to say, above the Elf King, there are other kings. These are all palace kings, ranging from the first to the tenth palace.
As far as Qingge knows, her grandfather is also a palace king.
"Are the strength and status of the palace kings all the same?"
"It's different." The goddess shook her head: "The strength of each palace king is different. The king of the main palace is extremely powerful and walks barefoot. The king of the second palace is so light that it is difficult to distinguish male and female... The king of the seventh palace is the most domineering and powerful.
The king of the Nine Palaces appears and disappears, and the clouds walk..."
Sing softly and close your eyes.
If grandpa is one of the palace kings, which palace king will he be...
"Are they all in Shenyue Capital?"
"No, they are all in the palace of the king of the palace. There are ten cities in one palace, and all the souls in one city. If it is not something important, it is difficult to call the king of the ten palaces."
"..."
Qingge drank wine and digested the message the goddess said.
That palace king, will he still remember his grandma...
Forget it, my grandfather is already an old man with hanging hair, so what if he remembers it, so what if he doesn’t remember it...
Seeing Nan Xun singing softly, the two gods and goddesses whispered to each other, and the strength of holding the wine glass became much stronger. Nan Xun picked up the wine glass and paid respect to the Imperial Master: "Master Imperial Master, can you blame Xun'er?"
The Elf King will come to the Imperial Master's Mansion tonight, which can be regarded as giving the Imperial Master enough face.
Hell then gave his daughter three respects.
"It won't happen again."
Yan Yu didn't clink glasses with Nan Xun and drank it all in one gulp.
Nan Xun's expression changed suddenly, and he immediately suppressed his emotions, curled his lips, and said innocently and harmlessly: "Brother Imperial Senior Brother is so cruel. Senior Brother Imperial Senior Brother was not cruel to me before."
"I have never seen a princess so domineering before." Yan Yu meant that Nanxun brought it upon himself.
Nanxun didn't want to stick around here, so he changed the topic, "Master Chiyan's name is really nice, Bingtong, Yan Bingtong..."
Yan Yu was about to drink, when he held the wine glass to his thin lips and froze.
Yan Bingtong...
aunt……
For a moment, Hell's heart was in full bloom.
And everything was explained at this moment.
The reason why he could see Qing Ge among the elves was because he was attracted by the Red Flame Spirit Girl.
He often practices in seclusion and does not listen to what is going on outside the window. He did not expect that he missed such big news.
He only knew that the spirit girl was born, but he didn't know her name.
Things in this world are mysterious.
My aunt actually returned to Shenyue City as a spirit girl.
"Lord Chi Yan is injured?" Yan Yu asked.
Nan Xun nodded, "The leg injury is getting worse."
"Master Imperial Master, can Miss Ji really cure Master Chi Yan?" Nan Xun asked with concern.
Qingge raised her eyebrows.
The elves around, either harboring evil intentions or focusing on gossip, all pricked up their ears, wanting to hear Hell's answer.
Yan Yu smashed the wine glass on the table. With a bang, the wine splashed everywhere. Yan Yu said with a smile: "There is nothing she can't cure."
The imperial master's favor and trust in Ji Meili made Nanxun's eyes dim.
At this moment, the pharmacist who was following Nan Xun raised his wine glass and said loudly: "Young lady has superb medical skills and has won the trust of the emperor's master. I am defeated by Dongfang, and I want to be defeated alone. Can you let me have a discussion with you, just on medical skills?"