When Qing Ge returned to Ye Mansion, in the main hall, three generals, Lin Chong and Li Canglang, as well as Ye Qingtian, Ye Wuhen and others, gathered around the table. The huge crystal table was filled with delicacies and delicacies.
"Qing Ge, are you back?" Ye Yu stepped forward to greet him.
"Yeah." Qingge walked into the room, took off the hat, cloak and mask, and put it in Ye Yu's hand. Ye Yu took it naturally and put it aside.
"Grandpa roasted the pig head meat. It tastes very good. It's best to drink it with wine." Ye Wuhen said.
Qingge raised her eyebrows, sat down on a seat casually, picked up the wine jar, took off the seal, took two pieces of meat with chopsticks in one hand and stuffed it into her mouth randomly, took a few bites and swallowed it.
Ge raised his head and drank Yunzhou's authentic Nuerhong.
"Eat slowly, no one dares to compete with you, be careful not to choke." Ye Qingtian said dotingly.
The old man looked at Ye Qingge carefully with his gray and kind eyes, and felt that there was something different about his granddaughter tonight, but he couldn't tell what was different.
He seemed to be able to feel Ye Qingge's beating heart, setting off a stormy mood, and even the old man himself became a little excited.
"Everyone, eat and you won't come home until you're drunk." Qing Ge said with a loud and strong smile.
Li Canglang and others looked at each other, then picked up the wine jar and drank heavily.
Lin Chong held the wine jar and glanced at Qing Ge suspiciously.
Ye Qingtian was on the side, drinking white fungus soup, raising his eyes, looking at Qing Ge gently, and then muttered to himself, "That boy from Dongling is so serious, he left as soon as he said it, and I wanted to call him this afternoon.
I came to help, and I didn’t even say hello to the old man before I left." At the end of the sentence, he let out a muffled groan.
Qing Ge raised her eyelids and glanced lazily at Ye Qingtian, "You are not someone else's daughter-in-law. How can I say hello to a bad old man like you?"
Ye Qingtian stamped his feet angrily, ate a few mouthfuls, seemed to be having a bad temper, walked out, walked around for a while, thinking about Qingge's brutality when drinking, then walked into the small kitchen to make sobering soup.
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Qingge took a sip of wine and felt relieved when she saw that Ye Qingtian was still very lively.
God knows how much she wanted to share the news that Ye Jingfeng was still alive with Ye Qingtian, but she couldn't.
Ye Jingfeng was able to go away for more than ten years, so Ye Qingtian was willing to let Ye Qingtian mistakenly think that he was dead and not go home to take a look, thinking that this was the best way to deal with it.
Some of the strange people who have died recorded in the history books and the Immortal Stone actually broke through the great spiritual master and went to the heavenly realm of the gods.
Qingge kept drinking wine.
Great spiritual master——
It seems to be an existence that is far away.
Looking around the Four-Star Continent, there is not a single great spiritual master.
"Elder Ye's craftsmanship is really good. This pork head is cooked so well." Lin Chong was full of praise.
Drinking a lot of wine and eating meat are the most enjoyable and hearty.
Ye Wuhen picked up the wine glass and made a toast, "I won't say much about singing softly and winning the battle. For the sake of my grandfather, my brother, and the Ye family, I must come back safely."
Qing Ge swayed the wine glass, touched Ye Wuhen's wine glass lightly, and drank each.
Ye Yu came over, holding a purple sand teacup in his hand, and said with a smile: "My throat feels uncomfortable, so I will drink tea instead of wine, sing softly, ignore the rumors outside, and don't worry about the opinions of the people in the world. If you are really tired,
Go to hell with the four kings, go to hell with the common people in the world, Yefu will always be your backer, and Yinlan will take care of you in the backstage of Fengyu Pavilion. No matter when you come back, the door will always be open for you."
Qingge looked deeply at Ye Yu and couldn't help but sigh. Time wasted and changed countless people. At the beginning, she thought she and Ye Yu would fight to the death. How did she know that today, two years later, they were talking to each other?
We are very happy and send our sincere blessings to each other.
Qingge held the wine jar, touched it with Ye Yu's exquisite and small tea cup, smiled heartily, and said cheerfully: "The plum wine in the cellar, Ner Hong, is well hidden for me, and will be opened when I come back."
"That's natural." Ye Yu smiled and said: "Who knows that the four kings are addicted to alcohol, and they are escorted by grandpa. Your wine cellar is ten steps away, but no one dares to approach it. Even mosquitoes can't get in.
Woolen cloth."
Hearing this, he sang and laughed.
The jar of wine gradually reached the bottom, and the meat on the table was swept away.
Li Canglang's cheeks were slightly red. He was standing unsteadily and his body was swaying a little. He held a jade wine bottle in his hand and said: "I think back then, I followed General Ye through life and death, and conquered the east and west. I experienced glory and abjection, and was admired by others.
I have been trampled on by others, and time passed by, and I suddenly realized that I was already thirty or forty years old."
As if it brought back memories, Xu Yan also said: "Yes, when I followed General Ye, our massacre army was invincible. Wherever we went, we were admired by the people and respected by the nobles. We fought in the north and south for so many years, using blood and flesh.
Turn into a sword to protect your home and country."
Yang Zhi glanced at Qing Ge with kind eyes, and said drunkenly: "It would be great if the general and his wife were still alive. They could see how outstanding the young master is. Although he is a woman, he is not inferior to men.
At a young age, he was already wandering on the edge of life and death. In two years, he got rid of his reputation as a waste and became a four-star rising star, inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people."
"General Ye has great ambitions and is too loyal. He doesn't hit the wall and doesn't look back. Instead, he doesn't know people well." Xu Yan said, "On the contrary, the young master's character is more lovable."
Li Canglang and Li Canglang looked at each other and smiled.
Xu Yan is more willing to follow Ye Qingge than Ye Jingfeng. She also attaches great importance to love and righteousness, but Ye Qingge is not all about loyalty. She has a pair of vicious eyes and a fiery heart. Those who are kind to me will repay them with springs.
, those who hate me will be killed without mercy.
People, if they are not ruthless enough, they cannot achieve great things.
Qingge smiled as bright as a flower, stepped on the chair, and drank jar after jar of wine. The wine spilled on her face, slid down her neck, and dripped to the ground.
The more drunk you get, the clearer your mind becomes, like a bright mirror.
After all the dishes on the table were taken care of, Yinlan helped Qingge go to Fengyue Pavilion to take a bath. Qingge was sitting in the bathtub, the smoke was thick. She half-squinted her eyes and was meticulous. Her skin was like snow, delicate and smooth, three thousand white.
Her hair was hanging wetly on her neck, her delicate and attractive collarbones were particularly protruding, and her bright red lips seemed to be stained with wine.
After a long time, she jumped out of the tub. Yinlan came over with a huge cotton cloth and wrapped it around her body. After drying the water droplets, she put on a simple and elegant outfit. Her hair was tied with only a thin red rope.
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There was a knock on the door, "Miss, it's me, Anu. The great elder cooked the hangover soup, and the generals had all finished it. The great elder learned that the young lady had returned to Fengyue Pavilion, so he asked his servant to deliver it."
"Where is the Great Elder?" Qingge asked.
Anu paused and said, "The great elder said we were tired and went back to rest."
Qingge lowered her eyes, with trembling water drops hanging on her eyelashes, "Go ahead and bring me the hangover soup."
Hearing the sound, Yinlan walked out, took the hangover soup from Anu, and carried it to the room.
Qingge sat at the table, drinking the hangover soup by the spoonful.
After drinking, my whole body felt comfortable, and my stomach seemed to be warmed, washing away the stimulation of the drink.
Qingge's nose was slightly sore, but her eyes were getting dryer.
After solving the problem between the Hundred Nations Alliance and Jialan, she went to the Alchemy Palace to find the master.