Chapter 2988: When Huo Qilin saw that Qingge was far away from him, he lowered his eyelids in disappointment.
Shouldn’t women feel compassion for cute little animals?
At this time, a guard had brought a glass of poisonous wine and three feet of white silk and placed them in front of Ye Qingyi.
The person holding Bai Ling was Ye Qingcheng. Ye Qingcheng lowered his eyes and looked down at Ye Qingyi: "Guardian Ye, please choose."
Ye Qingyi tremblingly raised his only hand, hesitating between Bai Ling and the poisonous wine. Finally, he lowered his hand heavily and picked up the wine glass.
An exquisite and beautiful gilt wine glass, with half a glass of wine in your mouth, is a black liquid exuding a poppy-like fragrance. Just by smelling it, you can feel the approach of death.
Ye Qingyi's hand holding the wine glass was trembling constantly, like sifting chaff. Even though she had mustered up the courage, she still could not face death.
Who has the courage to die if he can live?
Ye Qingyi's eyeballs were filled with bloodshot eyes, and the congestion was particularly frightening, as if his eyeballs were about to explode.
"Guardian Ye, do you have anything else to explain?"
Ye Qingcheng asked: "Our Eastern Emperor said that Protector Ye's funeral affairs should be beautifully arranged, and the cemetery should be in accordance with the specifications of the elders of the clan. And the things that Protector Ye told us should be completed with our best efforts.
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Ye Qingyi smiled bitterly, slumped on the ground and shook his head feebly.
Two lines of clear tears fell from a pair of black eyes. Ye Qingyi looked at Ye Jingfeng, his eyes filled with reluctance.
"General, do you blame me?"
Ye Qingyi asked.
Ye Jingfeng and Yan Bingtong were standing side by side. When the wind started blowing, Ye Jingfeng took off his cloak and covered Yan Bingtong's body.
Ye Qingyi frowned, a little confused.
Yan Bingtong appears as Lord Shenyue Chiyan, wearing a cloak and unable to see his face.
The wind became stronger and stronger, lifting the gauze hanging in front of the cloak, revealing a stunning face.
Ye Qingyi's eyes tightened, full of disbelief, his hands trembled due to shock, the wine glass fell to the ground, and the wine spilled.
The poisonous wine was sprinkled on the green grass. Immediately, the small patch of green grass withered and lost all vitality.
That woman... is she Madam... Shenyue Red Flame Spirit Girl, with such a noble status.
She is really ridiculous, trying to compete with the red flame spirit girl of the elves for her husband.
These decades have been spent deceiving myself and others.
The guard came over and gave Ye Qingcheng a new glass of poisoned wine. Ye Qingcheng took the poisoned wine and handed it to Ye Qingyi.
Ye Qingyi did not go to get the poisoned wine, but looked at Ye Jingfeng and Yan Bingtong in the distance like a madman. They were a match made in heaven, and she was like a clown.
It wasn't until this moment that she suddenly realized what she had done wrong and what path she had taken.
From the East Emperor's team, a woman wearing a crescent-white dress walked out. This person was Ye Xuanji of Nanzhou Ye Mansion.
Ye Xuanji walked to Ye Qingyi and knelt down, stretched out her hand and hugged Ye Qingyi: "Aunt Qing, have a good trip."
Ye Qingyi was stunned and looked directly at Ye Xuanji with sharp eyes: "You are here to see my joke, right?"
"Aunt Qing, I know you are very good, but you should not have done this. There is no turning back.
If there is an afterlife, I hope you will still be my Aunt Qing."
Ye Xuanji had tears in her eyes.
Ye Qingyi's arrogance disappeared at this moment. She looked at Ye Xuanji's face, smiled bitterly, and raised her hand to gently caress Ye Xuanji's cheek.
"Xuanji, Aunt Qing knows she was wrong, do you believe it?"
She finally knew why Ye Xuanji stubbornly stayed in Ye Shen Palace to follow the Eastern Emperor, saying she was doing it for Nanzhou and Ye Mansion.
It turned out that it was really for Ye Mansion.
To anger the Eastern Emperor, it would not be an exaggeration to lay down millions of corpses, cut him into pieces with thousands of swords, and bleed for thousands of miles.
The existence of Ye Xuanji means that even if she does something wrong again, the Ye Mansion will be preserved.
Ye Xuanji had good intentions for Ye Mansion, but no one knew about it.
"Ah..." Ye Qingyi let out a hoarse roar, venting his unhappiness and regret.
Ye Qingyi leaned weakly on Ye Xuanji's body and rested her head on Ye Xuanji's shoulder. The tears she shed soaked Ye Xuanji's shoulder socket.
"Xuan Ji."
"Aunt Qing, I'm here."
"Stick to your choice, never stop moving forward, don't stop, don't regret, Aunt Qing will be watching you."
Ye Xuanji's eyes became increasingly moist, and she choked back: "Okay."
"Come, see Aunt Qing off for the last time, and feed Aunt Qing the wine.
Your Aunt Qing, it’s useless, you don’t have the strength to hold the wine glass.”
Ye Qingyi said.
Ye Xuanji held back her tears, nodded to Ye Qingcheng, took the wine glass, and gently fed the wine to Ye Qingyi.
Half a glass of wine, some went into the stomach, and some spilled from the corners of the mouth.
The ink-black wine slid along the corners of the lips to the chin, gathered into beads, and then dripped on Ye Xuanji's body.
Ye Qingyi's throat rolled, and he grinned, his lips and teeth stained black with wine.
"Xuan Ji, Aunt Qing will bless you in heaven."
Ye Qingyi leaned on Ye Xuanji's shoulder and slowly closed her eyes. Before falling into the dark and empty world, her attention was always on the couple.
The eyes at this moment were like heavy doors. The moment they were closed, they felt relaxed as never before.
Death is a dream from which one can never wake up.
Ye Qingyi had a smile on his lips.
Xuanji noticed that Aunt Qing beside her had lost her vitality and breath. After a moment of shock, she threw her head back and cried, hoarse, "Aunt Qing..." After saying these two words, she lowered her head again and said silently: "It's good to go."
The guards came and took Ye Qingyi's body away. Ye Xuanji closed her eyes, tears overflowing from the ends of her eyes.
A pair of soft boots stopped beside Ye Xuanji, the red hem caressed her cheek, and the empress' cold voice sounded in her ears: "Xuanji, do you blame me?"
"Aunt Qing deserves death, how can she blame the Eastern Emperor?
It is Aunt Qing's good fortune that the Emperor of the East gave her a glass of poisonous wine and left her body intact. As a member of the Ye family, Xuanji should be extremely grateful. How can she blame the Emperor of the East with a white-eyed wolf's heart!"
Ye Xuanji is sincere in every word.
Qingge chuckled, leaned down, and wiped the tears from Ye Xuanji's cheeks with her fingertips.
"The road is still long, so walk hard. I will protect you in the days to come."
Qingge said.
Ye Xuanji opened her eyes slightly, tears flowing out continuously.
For a long time, Ye Xuanji put her hands on the ground and knelt down: "Xuanji, thank my emperor!"
Qingge raised a gentle smile on her lips, stopped looking at Ye Qingyi, and got on the sedan chair.
"Everyone, please go back. Brother Three Masters, please come home with me. Delicious food, good wine and good meat are waiting for you."
Said in a soft voice.
Her voice was neither loud nor quiet, but it was like the wind whistling by, and everyone could hear her clearly.
Facing the Empress of Dongzhou, no one dares to underestimate her.
After the Dingbeijiao incident, the pattern of the gods' heavenly domain changed again.
Once upon a time, Dongzhou was only ranked at the bottom when it first started.
Now, Dongzhou dares to challenge Zhong Linshan.
King Zhong Lin raised his head and looked at Qingge through his bamboo hat, his eyes causing ripples like running water.