The Seventh Palace King was trembling like a wounded beast.
After being shouted at by Qing Ge, he didn't dare to withdraw his hand and let Qing Ge bandage the wound.
Although this kind of bandaging was a bit petty for a big man, the King of the Seventh Palace was very happy in his heart.
Even though the Seventh Palace King suppressed his laughter, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows still couldn't help but rise.
Having such a granddaughter is like seeing a treasure, and even dreaming makes her smile.
Princess Minghuang's eyes showed anger when she saw Qingge yelling at the King of Seventh Palace.
The father she always respected was treated like this by Ye Qingge?
Even though Princess Minghuang was wary, she still spoke: "Ge'er, my father is your grandfather, so you need to be polite to your elders."
"Hey, Emperor Ming, don't scare Ge'er. Ge'er is young, and he just wants to care about me." The Seventh Palace King said quickly.
Seeing that the King of the Seventh Palace was still speaking for Qingge, Princess Minghuang once suspected that the King of the Seventh Palace was beheaded by Ye Qingge. Why did he treat this girl like a treasure?
Even she had never been treated like this before. Even if her father loved her and Linglong, he still had his father's unquestionable majesty.
Nowadays, Princess Ming Huang's teeth are itching with hatred that the King of the Seventh Palace is so obedient in front of Ye Qingge.
Seeing this, the princess grabbed Princess Minghuang and said with a smile: "Ge'er, your Aunt Minghuang has no ill intentions, and she sincerely accepts you."
Qingge's face was as cold as frost: "I only have one aunt, Aunt Ling."
Emperor Ming wants to be her aunt? Maybe in the next life.
Such words angered Princess Minghuang even more.
Princess Minghuang glared at Qingge, "Ye Qingge, is this your attitude towards your elders?"
"Father, look at her, she doesn't even call her aunt!" Princess Minghuang wanted to win the game.
She knew that in the eyes of the King of the Seventh Palace, etiquette and dignity should not be forgotten.
Even if the King of the Seventh Palace favors Ye Qingge, he should have a certain degree of restraint. If Ye Qingge dares to say such treasonous words in public, it is equivalent to having been sentenced to death by the King of the Seventh Palace!
Princess Minghuang looked at the Seventh Palace King expectantly, waiting for the result of the Seventh Palace King's treatment.
Unexpectedly, the King of the Seventh Palace frowned and said: "Ge'er has just arrived in the mansion. If she doesn't want to shout, why do you force her to shout? Look at you, do you still have the grace and manners of an elder?"
Princess Minghuang opened her eyes wide in disbelief.
The princess quietly took Princess Minghuang's hand and pressed it gently a few times, asking Princess Minghuang to calm down and calm down.
Most of the people in this palace are already singing to Ye Qingge.
Especially the Seventh Palace King's firm attitude made Princess Minghuang and the princess feel chilly.
It seems that the mother and daughter, who have been guarding the palace for decades, are more like outsiders.
The princess said: "Indeed, the prince is right. If Ge'er doesn't like it, just forget it."
Princess Minghuang looked at the people around her to avoid making people laugh, and stopped making trouble.
Ah Rou waved her hand to break the golden lotus formation, and the twelve Tiantan masters who were bound within the formation swarmed away and rushed towards Qin Lingzu.
"Where is the doctor? Where is the doctor?" Master Tiantan asked anxiously.
An injury like Qin Lingzu's must be healed quickly, otherwise it will become more serious as time goes by.
Master Penglai suddenly looked at Dongfang Po. He had seen this person before and remembered that he was Dongfang Po, a disciple of Medicine King.
Since he studied under the Medicine King, his medical skills are bound to be excellent.
"Dongfang Physician..." Master Penglai walked towards Dongfang Po.
Dongfang Po slipped away quietly, Po Po didn't know anything, and it was none of Po Po's business.
Qingge looked at Dongfang Po's soles and smeared oil away, and raised a smile.
Master Tiantan had no choice but to give Qin Lingzu a precious elixir first, then carefully took Qin Lingzu away and returned to the Temple of Heaven to find a cure.
As for fighting injustice and seeking revenge for Qin Lingzu...
The twelve Tiantan masters have a tacit understanding in their hearts, and no one dares to mention it or stand up for Qin Lingzu.
To be honest, I am afraid of being chopped down.
The empress strikes without mercy and uses her sword quickly and accurately.
Who dares?
No one dares.
The Tianji Masters from the Temple of Heaven fled. Before leaving, Master Penglai stood in mid-air and looked back at the young man in green: "Xiao Feng, we are back."
The young man in green came to Zhang Liren's side. Murong Chuan and Lord Wutai were both stunned, wondering what the fuss was about.
But I saw the young man in green with a serious face, bowed solemnly, and said: "Thank you."
He, smelled his scent.
Zhang Liren asked: "Did you see it?"
"Saw."
The young man in green rode the wind and left. After leaving, Murong Chuan asked: "Brother Li Ren, you are talking like a code. What did you see?"
Murong Chuan felt itchy without getting to the bottom of it.
Zhang Liren was so unpredictable that Murong Chuan was so angry that he couldn't leave him.
Not to mention, the nine-foot-tall man is so cute when he gets angry.
The last Tianji Master left the Nine Realms, Qing Ge raised his green lotus cloak, carried his sword on his shoulder, and walked in the front: "There are no fallen demons today. It will be dawn. Come with me and have a good time!"
Suddenly, the heaven and earth resounded with the enthusiastic cheers of countless cultivators.
Groups of people followed behind her.
The morning light is faint.
dawn.
The rising sun in the east, after a night of hard work, finally broke through the darkness and brought light to the vast land.
The dawn illuminated this city filled with gunpowder smoke, the world was in flames, and she was walking at the forefront in the light of the blue sun.
No one can forget how beautiful the flying green lotus cloak is.
When Qingge came to Ziyun Palace, her mind moved slightly, and all her spiritual power went out. The sound of explosions was heard, and all the four walls of Ziyun Palace collapsed.
"Everyone who comes is a guest."
Qing Ge waved his hand and said: "Bring all the wine from the Nine Realms!"
The Master of Ziyun Palace looked at the collapsed walls and felt a lot of pain in her heart. She suspected that Ye Qingge had deliberately demolished his home on the pretext of welcoming guests.
With Ziyun Palace as the center, there are three circles inside and three circles outside, densely packed with people.
Luo Sangong was so happy today that he took out all the wine in the wine cellar.
All the prefectures are getting wine. Today, they will not be drunk and will sing victory songs.
Qingge reclined on the throne, her green lotus cloak trailing to the ground. She held up the crystal clear white jade wine glass, and the rim of the glass fell down, and the wine poured out and flowed into her mouth.
With his throat rolling, he drank the wine greedily.
A wisp of wine naturally slid down his lips.
She licked the wine stains, and when she smiled, the blood stains on her cheeks showed her coquettishness.
She is aloof and beautiful, like a poppy on the eve of dawn, burning out her life and blooming to the fullest.
On the back of her hand was a bloody poppy flower.
Lifelike.
Tens of thousands of cultivators all stopped drinking.
Pairs of eyes looked at her.
The empress was drunk, and her reputation... will be known throughout the ages!
No one can imitate this drinking style.
She is truly a first-level mysterious spiritual master.
But at this moment, everyone who sees her is a minister!
Between heaven and earth, she is the king!
Such arrogance and tyranny are rare in the ages! Today, I am destined to be drunk.