Among the ten palace kings, who is the richest, of course, the fifth palace king, Thunder God.
If you have been stingy for five thousand years, frugal and frugal for five thousand years, and still extort other people's money, how can you not be rich?
Even as smart as the King of the Seventh Palace, he suffered a big loss from the God of Thunder.
Apart from other things, as long as we talk about money, this God of Thunder is really good at it.
Therefore, the Seventh Palace King slightly changed his view on Qingge.
However, his daughter-in-law's life required Qingge's heart-protecting formation. Qingge had completely offended Yun Shen regarding the Qinglian Terrace incident and his relationship with Qing Emperor.
"You, a human woman, are really talking nonsense. Didn't you voluntarily be demoted to a lower-class spirit?" Xuanyuan Lin sneered.
"Voluntary? Who said I volunteered? Mr. Xuanyuan, you have to pay attention to evidence when you speak. If you talk without any evidence, isn't it just a slap in the face? It's disrespectful." Qingge said with a sharp mouth, but
Turning black and white upside down, the expressions of everyone in the room gradually became a little strange.
Xuanyuan Lin was stunned. He grew up in a scholarly family and was pampered. Even when he met enemies, he was always reasonable.
This night of singing is extremely unreasonable.
Jiu Ci's gloomy face finally cleared away, and he smiled happily.
His sister is really amazing...
"All the elves in the street heard it clearly, so don't make any excuses!" Xuanyuan Lin said with a stern face.
Nan Xun also said: "What brother Xuanyuan said is absolutely true. All the elves in the street heard it clearly. Is it possible that he is framed against you? Ye Qingge, you should just be punished."
Qingge tilted her head slightly and poured another cup of tea. Not to mention, it was quite interesting to discuss 'life ideals' with these people, but she occasionally felt thirsty.
"They are jealous of my beauty." Qing Ge sighed and drank another cup of tea.
This time, it was Jiu Ci, Yan Yu and others who couldn't help but feel embarrassed and almost laughed out loud.
I'm afraid that in the whole world, only Qing Ge dares to be so arrogant in the Eighteenth Hall.
Nan Xun was stunned, frowned and stamped his feet: "You are really... shameless."
"Princess, what you said is wrong. How can beauty be a shame? If beauty is a shame, then I will definitely die of shame." Qing Ge corrected Nan Xun's mistake seriously, but Nan Xun was completely stunned.
Jiuci nodded, yes, yes, my sister has such a mouth, she is worthy of his true heritage.
The faces of all the people were extremely ugly, and they were unable to refute Qing Ge's words.
After all, Qingge's face is even better than that of a goddess.
There was really a hint of jealousy in Nan Xun's eyes.
"It's flashy and has no substance, it's all appearance!" Nan Xun was unwilling to leave a few words and returned to his seat under Mu Qing's eyes.
The goddess looked at Qing Ge who was sitting on the chair talking and laughing, and all the humiliation in her heart disappeared.
The lonely iceberg gradually melted.
Ye Qingge... is such a strange person.
The goddess smiled bitterly.
She thought that what she was about to face would be Abi Hell, but how did she know...
"Miss Ye doesn't know something. The Japanese palace and the prince rode in the Lingdie sedan, passed by Chiyan Mansion, and heard what the girl said. Could it be that I am also jealous of the girl's beauty?" The princess looked knowledgeable and sensible, frowning and smiling,
Every move he raises his hands and feet exudes rare nobility and elegance.
The King of the Seventh Palace looked at Qing Ge and snorted, how could there be such a shameless woman.
Qingge looked at the princess, who smiled elegantly.
"What the princess said was wrong. I just said it casually. Who knew you would take it seriously? It's really my fault. It seems that in this elven clan, you can't say nonsense in the future. I also said that I hope Mr. Thunder God will give me more."
As for Yuanshi, just tens of millions will do. Thunder God is really
Will you give it to me? So even if I said it that day, must it be true? After all, the meal I wanted to eat yesterday has gone rancid today, so I definitely can’t eat it again.” The words in Qingge’s words were exquisite, and the words were sharp. For a moment,
It's so hard to refute.
Even though the princess was so elegant, she was stunned and completely speechless when she heard the crackling words of the song.
Qingge pointed at the goddess: "She is the one who will be punished, it has nothing to do with me."
The goddess' heart felt a little painful.
This is human nature.
I hope you are well and that you can fly far away without having to endure hardships with me.
But if you really leave, you will definitely feel a little melancholy and a little lost.
However, if the trouble is over, this life is yours.
The goddess pursed her lips. At least at this moment, she felt more happy than disappointed.
It's great that her songs don't have to endure hardships with her.
Since she abandoned her glory and wealth, she would never regret it, even if she was eaten without any bones left.
Xuanyuan Lin stared at Qing Ge, thinking about what to say for a long time, but he couldn't say a single word.
This woman had a lot of free time, and when she came to these eighteen palaces, she felt as relaxed as if she were strolling through her own back garden.
"Come here, punish Jie Bilan and carve words on him!" Xuanyuan Lin said angrily.
"Wait a minute!" The soft song came again, and the slow words made everyone angry, unable to go up or down.
Xuanyuan Lin glared at Qing Ge again: "What on earth are you going to do?!"
Qingge looked at Xuanyuan Lin innocently: "Master Xuanyuan, can you please refill the tea?"
No matter how good-tempered Xuanyuan Lin is, he can't help himself in front of Qingge.
Xuanyuan Lin's veins popped out on his forehead, his temples bulged faintly, and he was furious.
"Serve tea!" Xuanyuan Lin shouted angrily, and then glared at Qingge, as if there were several big words written on his face: I can't drink you to death!
After the maid refilled the tea, she smiled softly and said, "You continue."
When the Seventh Palace King looked at Qingge again, his eyes were full of disgust.
The goddess gave up everything for this woman. In the end, her heroic words and ambitions were just false words.
The carvings of the humble spirits in the Eighteenth Hall have traditional culture, and it’s a long story.
The object with the inscription is a spiritual treasure left behind by the first Shenyue King.
This engraving is quite literate.
The first Shenyue King once said that those with noble blood cannot be inscribed.
The engraved treasure is called the Xuanji Box.
The messengers carried the Xuanji Box to the goddess.
The goddess stood up straight, closed her eyes, and waited for the cruel torture.
Qing Ge seemed calm and calm, but in fact, the hand holding the tea cup was trembling slightly, and the palms were covered in cold sweat.
Even though she was confident, she was still afraid of missteps.
"Open the box!" Xuanyuan Lin said.
Click, click...
The waiter opened both sides of the box, and the temperature of the entire Eighteenth Hall suddenly rose.
After the Xuanji box was opened, the red light shone on the goddess's body, which was a piece of hot iron with a slender and sharp top.
The iron sheets with execution inscriptions are very beautiful and can be appreciated as works of art.
Qingge couldn't help but sigh, the elves are really pathological in their pursuit of beauty.
"Engraving!" Xuanyuan Lin gave an order, and the two envoys activated a more complicated mechanism.
But I saw an orchid made of intertwined lights, worn on the goddess's hair, and then the hot red iron began to move.
Jiu Ci was shocked. Even the punishment would make him relapse like this. Wouldn't it look good?
Wearing beautiful flowers and then engraved with mean words, it is really bloody, brutal and poignant.
Just when Tie Lian was about to carve words on the goddess's face, bursts of golden light suddenly appeared, enveloping the goddess like a protective shield.
The iron lead trembled crazily when it touched the golden light, and the entire Xuanji Box was shaking violently.
The holy light orchids worn on the goddess's head gradually changed and intertwined into a glorious crown, which slowly fell on the goddess's head.
"The Xuanji Crown, of noble bloodline, cannot be engraved..." The King of the Seventh Palace stood up in shock.
The princess was also surprised: "How could it be like this...?"
Xuanyuan Lin frowned tightly and looked at the goddess with sharp eyes, trying to see the flaws.
Inside the box, orchids form a crown. This scene has never happened before.
At that moment, when the iron lead was about to be carved, the goddess felt the blood in her body gathering into unfathomable power.
That is...noble bloodline.
How could she be of noble blood?
The goddess suddenly looked at Qingge. Qingge seemed to be celebrating a victory. She picked up the tea cup, shook it towards her, and then raised her head to drink.
She wasn't surprised.
It's the blood in the medicine bottle...
That's not her blood!
The goddess finally understood, and Qingge breathed a deep sigh of relief.
This bet was won.
It doesn't matter if you don't win. If you win, you can laugh and drink tea. If you lose, you won't spare anyone.