Chapter 3588 Repair a book and send it to the Sea Clan
The seventh princess's face was distorted, her fisted hand was slapped on the bed hard, her teeth were clenched, and blood lines were crawling in her eyes.
Yan Bingtong deceived her into having no one in the palace and beat her and her two children until they were bedridden. As her husband, the King of the Seventh Palace actually asked her to settle the matter.
Don't even think about it!
It’s okay to hit her. These two daughters are the treasures of the palace and the apple of her eye. Having watched them grow up since childhood, have they ever suffered such injustice?
What she couldn't accept the most was that the Seventh Prince actually asked her to accept that human mortal girl and asked her to become a qualified elder. Wasn't this a slap in the face mercilessly in front of all the elves in Shenyue City?
The descendant of that human race woman is also a humble mortal. She is a princess of the orthodox bloodline of the Sea Clan, and is a perfect match for the King of the Seventh Palace.
Even if the Seventh Palace King knew the truth of the matter, would he abandon her, the princess of the sea clan, for an old lady?
The seventh princess got off the bed, and the maid hurriedly came to help her: "Princess, the doctor has said that you need to rest in bed now and take good care of your body. You should also pay attention to your emotions, otherwise you will suffer internal injuries."
"I have my own sense of control over my body. Go and prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone." She wanted to compile a letter and send it to the Hai Clan. The Hai Clan is also among the Thousand Clan. If Ye Qingge wants to go to the Nine Realms and the Thousand Clan,
It's not that easy.
The Four Treasures of the Study were ready. The Seventh Princess raised her hand tremblingly, holding the Howling Wolf pen, dipped it in ink, and quickly wrote a letter.
After the ink dried, the Seventh Princess put it into an envelope and solemnly handed it to her personal maid: "Be sure to take the letter to the Sea Tribe and give it to my parents."
"Don't worry, Princess, I will definitely inform them of the grievances the Princess has suffered."
After sending the letter, the seventh princess was not idle and explained a few more things.
She sat in front of the window lattice with a smile on her face.
In the past few days, one thing that has been making a lot of noise in Shenyue is that the human female Ye Qingge is actually the granddaughter of the King of the Seventh Palace!
In the evening, when the Five Kings and Thunder Gods were worrying about what would be better to see the Seventh Palace King in the future, the people from the Seventh Palace came with a bunch of dazzling gifts. The leading maid was so domineering that after putting down the gifts, she saw people in the courtyard.
She sang softly while practicing and said loudly: "Our princess has said that it is the prince who owes us these years. Miss Ye and Jiu Ci can also be regarded as the descendants of our royal family. Since
Your identities have become clear, and the princess will not treat you harshly. Over the years, your life has not been easy, and I heard it is very miserable. The princess has prepared some high-quality treasures to make up for you."
Yan Bingtong was sitting in the pavilion, playing with her red flame scepter, with her back to the people in the Seventh Prince's Palace. She heard the maid's harsh voice and sneered.
Qing Ge's practice did not stop, and Jiu Ci's eyes, which were leaning against the courtyard wall, became darker and darker, like ink in the late night. "Miss Ye, this is the courtesy of the palace. The princess knows that you have been wronged, and she also knows that Miss Ye is now
Busy with other things, our princess is kind-hearted and has prepared a reception banquet. Tomorrow, we will invite the three of you to the Seventh Prince's Mansion to recognize your ancestors. You
We are all the prince's heirs, and we are going to join the family tree of the Seventh Prince's House."
Go up the genealogy, recognize the ancestors and return to the clan...
The so-called heir is nothing more than recognition of concubine.
The seventh princess secretly and openly mocked her grandfather for being nothing more than a concubine, and even if the concubine's descendants were included in the family tree, they were just descendants of concubines.
However, the Seventh Princess's move made her appear to be generous and generous. When others heard this, they would nod frequently and praise the Seventh Princess for being a person who understands etiquette.
In other words, the seventh princess's words were beautiful, but her words were yin and yang strange, but her actions made it difficult for Qingge and his party to get off the ground.
According to common sense, in Shenyue City, the main wife would never accept concubines like Yan Bingtong and Ye Qingge, not to mention that Qingge and Jiuci were both despicable human beings.
The elves hate the humble human race the most, just because the human race has corrupt moral character, impure mind, and ugly appearance.
The Seventh Princess could accept them so quickly. If they were too fussy and refused to recognize their ancestors and return to their clan, they would be in trouble.
The Seventh Princess has a deep palace and ruthless methods. No wonder my grandfather was defeated by her back then.
The maid in the palace was still saying sharply: "Lord Chi Yan, remember to come to the palace tomorrow at noon. The princess and the prince are waiting for you, as well as the dignitaries throughout the journey."
Jiu Ci's eyes were burning with anger and a strong murderous aura. Just when the black crow was about to tear the void apart, Qing Ge, who was practicing, stopped and stood up slowly. When he walked past Jiu Ci, he put his hand on
Jiu Ci tapped his shoulder several times.
"Ge'er, we don't deserve this grievance!" Jiuci said.
"It doesn't matter."
After Qing Ge said this, he took back his hand and walked towards the maids and attendants of the Seventh Prince's Mansion with a smile.
The maid looked at Qingge with a smile: "Miss Ye, apart from the emperor's master, you are the most outstanding among the human race. The princess thinks highly of you. There is no overnight hatred between the family. When you see the princess tomorrow, you have to scream
Where is grandma?"
Bang.
Before the maid could finish her eloquent words, Qingge kicked her out.
The rest of the palace guards were at war with each other and glared at Qing Ge. Suddenly, Qing Ge waved his sleeves, and his powerful spiritual power was like a powerful wind, sweeping all the servants out of the house.
The servants of the Seventh Prince's Palace fell in front of the palace door and fell to the ground, rubbing their waists and screaming in pain.
The maid stood up, a wisp of bright red blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, stared at Qingge and said: "Ye Qingge, we are from the Seventh Prince's Palace."
There was another bang, and the maid who just stood up was knocked down by many gifts.
"Take your dirty things, go back and tell the Seventh Princess that we don't care."
Boom. The door closed, Qingge brushed off the dust on his sleeves, and walked into the courtyard of Chiyan Mansion.
The God of Thunder just took a big drink of water. At this moment, he had no time to close his mouth, and the liquid flowed out of his mouth and covered his chin.
The God of Thunder looked at Qing Ge with adoration and stars in his eyes.
As expected, he is the master of the King of the Five Palaces. Not only is he cunning, he is also very arrogant!
He likes it!
Lei Shen decided to target his master, make progress every day, and undergo deep transformation.
He wants to become an outstanding person like Master.
When Qing Ge walked by, he hit the God of Thunder on the jaw with a strong, white palm, closing the God of Thunder's open mouth.
"Master, aren't you afraid that the King of the Seventh Palace will become angry and disown you as his granddaughter? And if you do this, you will be laughed at by the elves of Shenyue City." Thunder God Pidianpidian followed behind.
Qingge glanced sideways at the God of Thunder and sneered: "I don't have a grandfather, he has been dead a long time ago. Who is the King of the Seventh Palace?"
The God of Thunder blinked, worshiping him more and more fervently.
Thank God, he finally no longer has to worry about how to call the Seventh Palace King in the future.
Thor wiped away his tears. He was such a pitiful little man.