The atmosphere in the room was extremely solemn. Ye Jingjing pursed her lips and said nothing. Ye Qingcheng watched the blue will-o'-the-wisp disappear in the air and asked in a panic, "Big evil? What does Concubine Yun mean? Isn't the Four Dynasties Conference already over?"
Why is it still so dangerous?"
"Don't worry..." I'll be fine.
Before Qing Ge said the next sentence, looking at Ye Qingcheng who was in a panic, he suddenly remembered the madness of this woman and said: "Don't be afraid, no matter how serious the situation is, I can survive, believe me."
Ye Qingcheng stared at the girl in front of her with her deep eyes.
After a long while, he nodded.
OK, believe her.
Someone came quickly and kicked the door open. The generous figure blocked half of the sky. Ye Qingcheng turned around and looked at the person unkindly. Ye Jingjing's face changed drastically, and she didn't seem to like him either.
Instead, she sang softly, sitting on the imperial concubine's couch with a smile on her face.
"The young prince is so anxious to come to Fengyue Pavilion, but he still wants to be beaten?" Qing Ge said.
Mentioning this matter, Bei Yueming's eyes glowed with anger, and his whole body exuded a ferocious aura. He strode over quickly, glanced at Ye Qingcheng and Ye Jingjing, "You two, give me
King, get out."
Ye Qingcheng stood in front of Qingge, making a protective gesture, and stood in front of Bei Yueming without any hint of cowardice.
"Qingcheng, take Jingjing out to play." Qingge said.
"I……"
Ye Qingcheng lowered her head to Qingge. The girl looked calm and a smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth.
After thinking for a long time, Ye Qingcheng picked up Ye Jingjing and walked out.
Although Bei Yueming's strength could not harm Qingge, she still couldn't help but worry.
She regarded this woman's life as too important.
The door is closed, the sun shines through the window lattice, and the room is bright and bright.
The dark figure walked in front of Qingge, blocking the sunlight and casting a layer of shadow on Qingge's body.
Bei Yueming looked down at Qingge from a high position, her eyes were dead, "Ye Qingge, I want you to be my woman. I don't need to care about the man who rebelled and beat me that day, or I don't mind the master of the floating life realm."
As long as you agree to abandon you, the position of Princess Pluto will be yours."
Qing Ge: "..." Is this man brainless?
She had wondered more than once whether Bei Yueming's brain was still abandoned in her mother's womb and she forgot to take it with her when she was born.
Seeing Qingge's silence, Bei Yueming thought that Qingge was moved. His face softened a bit, and he sat down where Ye Jingjing was sitting before, "I know that I wronged you when I was a child, but we are still young.
You can start over again, and I will be twice as kind to you."
"Song..."
Bei Yueming held Qingge's hand, and Qingge's face changed greatly. He immediately took his hand out and looked at Bei Yueming coldly, "Little prince, there is also a medical center in Ye's family. You can stop by when you go back."
Look at your brain to see if there is something wrong with it."
Bei Yueming's face darkened and he became furious. He glanced around and saw the paper placed on the table with the names of Qingge Ji Yue and the two of them written on it.
"Who is Ji Yue?" Bei Yueming seemed to have anger gushing out of his body. He clenched his hands and asked angrily.
In his left hand, he held a brocade bag containing the Seven Emotions Poison.
"none of your business?"
Bei Yueming's question completely wiped out the last bit of Qingge's patience and quality. She stood up from the imperial concubine's couch, turned around and was about to leave, but Bei Yueming took Qingge's hand and held her hands.
With eyes blazing, he asked angrily: "Is Ji Yue the man from that day? Tell me!"
Like a cuckolded husband, raging flames rose into the sky, and the roar of anger was like a bell on the top of a mountain. When it rang, the heaven and earth collapsed.
Qingge looked at Bei Yueming coldly, with a charming smile on her lips, "Who is it? It's my man! Prince, are you satisfied?"
Qingge was about to take his hand out, but Bei Yueming's rational consciousness was completely burned by anger. He held Qingge tightly with one hand, wishing to break Qingge's wrist bones, and raised his other hand high.
, gathered the spiritual energy on the palm of his hand, he was unceremonious and extremely cruel, he actually wanted to hit Qing Ge in the face.
Bei Yueming gathered spiritual energy in the palm of his hand. He wanted to ruin Qingge's face!
Qingge stared, the cold air was released, and two clusters of flames, one purple and one red, suddenly burned into a raging fire. Qingge pulled out the spiritual energy and shot it out. Bei Yueming was shocked by the sudden spiritual energy, and his burly body
Smashed a table.
The table with the rice paper was right next to Bei Yueming. The names of Ji Yue and Qingge on it stung Bei Yueming's eyes. He climbed up with all his strength, like a wolf and a tiger, trying to clean the paper thoroughly.
shred.
Qingge sneered, stretched out her jade hand, released her spiritual energy, and the white and clean rice paper came into her hands. She rolled the paper and put it in the space bag.
Bei Yueming turned around, and in a rage, she used her spiritual energy to shatter the brocade bag in her hand. Immediately, the Seven Emotions Poison filled every corner of the room, with light purple smoke lingering hazy.
The difference between Qiqing Poison and aphrodisiac drugs such as Hehuan Powder is that these are all solids, while Qi Qing Poison is air, invisible and tasteless, but it is colored.
It was a pale purple.
Qingge looked at the raging purple smoke filling the air, and suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart. She held her breath and used her spiritual energy as a barrier.
Unexpectedly, the Seven Emotions Poison did not need to be inhaled into her respiratory tract. Even if Qingge held her breath, the smoke of the Seven Emotions Poison could penetrate into the body through the countless pores on Qingge's body.
In just a moment, Qingge felt physically weak. She wanted to circulate her spiritual energy, but the spiritual energy was chaotic and uncontrollable. Even her spiritual fire was sluggish.
She became a piece of fish on the chopping board.
Bei Yueming kept approaching Qing Ge. Qing Ge found it very difficult just to stand. She frowned tightly and her eyes were distant and indifferent.
Looking at Qing Ge, such indifference made Bei Yueming's face suddenly twisted ferociously, almost going crazy. The resentment pouring out of his bones made him grab Qing Ge and throw her onto the imperial concubine's couch next to him.
, several cracks appeared on the imperial concubine's couch made of alder wood, Bei Yueming stepped forward, her eyes were red, "Ye Qingge, what do you think you are? Have you forgotten that you used to follow me like a bitch?
Are you by my side? Don’t you want to be my woman? I am as you wish!”
Stab!
With a wave of his hand, Bei Yueming tore off the clothes on Qingge's shoulders, revealing his smooth and fragrant shoulders. Bei Yueming's eyes became even redder. He swallowed and smiled bloodthirstyly. His face was covered with calluses.
He stroked Qingge's face with his hand, "Look at you, you are actually quite beautiful."
Qingge's body was trembling constantly, and she didn't even have the strength to hold her hands. Her pupils were constricted, and the cold touch on her face disgusted her. It was a disgusting feeling derived from the depths of her soul.
Xu Shi Qingge's eyes hurt Bei Yueming. Bei Yueming laughed cruelly, stood up, raised his foot, and kicked him away.
Qingge and his wife took the imperial concubine's couch, flew sideways, and rolled over.