In front of the palace gate, many people gathered.
The young eunuchs and guards came and went, carrying buckets of water to put out the fire, but the fire was exaggerated.
Among the dense crowd of people, there was a very inconspicuous little eunuch. He raised his face and looked at Baorong Palace with a smile on his face. He was bound to win. This person was the Queen of the Far North.
A guard came over and opened the gilded door of the palace.
The Queen of the Far North stood in the dark, with her hands folded across her chest, triumphant and proud.
At this moment, someone knelt down on one knee and shouted: "Your Majesty..."
Your Majesty...
The Queen of the Far North was stunned.
Shouldn't Ye Qingge be in the palace? Why is she here?
The Queen of the North is in disbelief.
The Queen of the Far North looked back and saw a woman wearing a dark gown slowly walking towards her. Her face was cold, her brows were dripping, and her pupils were as bright as two sharp knives.
Qingge frowned, as if she noticed someone was looking at her with burning eyes, but when she turned around, she saw a dark crowd.
Qing Ge had no intention of doing anything else. The fire in Baorong Palace was exaggerated, especially the gilded door of the palace, which seemed to be sealed by something. No matter how hard the guards tried, they could not open the door, and the fire spread more and more.
.
This palace was originally intended for Qing Ge to live temporarily. Now Qing Ge appears in front of everyone. It can be seen that there should be no one in Baorong Palace. However, Baorong Palace is regarded as the iconic building of the Beiyue Empire Palace and must not be destroyed due to fire.
And damaged.
Qingge walked towards the burning gilded door.
"Your Majesty, no, it's dangerous inside." The leading guard clasped his hands in an attempt to stop Qing Ge.
Qingge glanced at him indifferently, then withdrew her gaze, her gaze fell on the gilded door. Her mind and body moved slightly, and her spiritual power surged out, slamming into the gilded door. Qingge's mind twitched, and she found that,
She couldn't push this door open, as if it was tightly shackled.
Qingge frowned, and the fire filled the air, like a monster opening its bloody mouth to devour her.
Qingge stretched out her right hand, and in the palm of her hand, the Mingwang Sword suddenly appeared. Holding the Mingwang Sword in her hand, she used all her strength to pour all the spiritual energy belonging to the Second Sword Spiritual Master in her Dantian into the blade, stared at it, accumulated strength, and immediately struck the gilded sword with one strike.
At the door, a dark crescent-shaped light blade was seen hitting the door. Suddenly, a crack appeared in the center of the door. Then, this crack spread irregularly around like spider silk. When it reached a boiling point,
There was a loud noise like thunder, and the two gilded doors exploded into countless fragments. The goddesses flew down like scattered flowers and disappeared in the light of the fire.
At that moment, Qingge raised her eyes and saw Beihuang walking out with Ye Qingcheng in his arms, with fire burning behind him.
Qingge looked at Ye Qingcheng, her pupils tightened. Ye Qingcheng's face was pale, as if he was sick. Qingge's heart sank, and he walked over to escort Beihuang and Ye Qingcheng out.
After leaving Baorong Palace and without the raging fire, Beihuang coughed violently and handed the unconscious Ye Qingcheng to Qing Ge.
Qingge held Ye Qingcheng across her arms. Ye Qingcheng was very thin. She could pick her up without much effort. Her waist was very soft.
After the danger was gone, Qingge began to observe Ye Qingcheng. There were bruises on Ye Qingcheng's neck, which were the ambiguous totems left after pleasure.
Qingge seemed to understand something and looked at Beihuang. Beihuang's face was not very good either, his eyes were dark green and he was a little haggard. He was still coughing.
Last night, I stayed up all night and fought hard until dawn.
Finally, exhausted, Ye Qingcheng's poison was cured. Unexpectedly, there was a sudden fire. Ye Qingcheng passed out in the middle of the night. Before she woke up, Beihuang put on clothes for Ye Qingcheng and held her in her arms.
He wanted to go out, but he couldn't open the two gilded doors no matter what. Fortunately, Ye Qingge arrived in time.
"Quickly, call for the imperial doctor." Beihuang shouted hurriedly.
Qingge and Beihuang looked at each other, then carried Ye Qingcheng and walked towards another bedroom.
After entering the palace, Qingge put Ye Qingcheng on the bed. Beihuang sat at the table, drank a cup of tea and sighed.
Qingge looked at Ye Qingcheng, then at Beihuang, and asked, "What on earth is going on?"
Beihuang lowered his head and said nothing.
Seeing Beihuang's posture, Qingge had already confirmed the thoughts in his mind.
"Yesterday, a young eunuch came to me and told me that you were looking for me. After I entered Baorong Palace, the door was closed and it was difficult to open. Qingcheng..." After a pause, Beihuang was full of helplessness and hesitation when thinking of this name.
At a loss, he pondered for a moment before Beihuang continued to fall: "Qingcheng was hit by Lotus Powder."
After hearing Beihuang's words, Qingge quickly grasped some of the key and important information.
It can be seen that someone was plotting against her behind the scenes, but by some mistake, the poison was poisoned on Ye Qingcheng.
So, who could it be?
Ming Qianjue...
With Ming Qianjue's thoughts, since Qianjin Cauldron is on her, she will not be ruined for the time being.
Qingge's eyes flashed slightly, and she suddenly thought of someone.
Lan Wuxin.
The person who had met her once but had a bloody feud with her.
There is another one, the Queen of the Far North.
She killed the Queen of the Far North's male favorite, Xia Su, and destroyed half of the Queen of the Far North's empire.
Qingge lowered his eyes, with ripples in his eyes.
It seems that Lan Wuxin and the Queen of the Far North can no longer hold back and are about to take action.
Qingge sneered.
She reached out her hand and caressed Ye Qingcheng's cheek.
Beihuang is a good person. If possible, Qingge certainly hopes that lovers will eventually get married. However, Ye Qingcheng's heart is far away, a place that Beihuang cannot reach.
At this time, the maid came with Dr. Zhang.
After Doctor Zhang diagnosed Ye Qingcheng, he was shocked: "It turned out to be Furong Powder. Furong Powder is a banned drug in the Four-Star Continent. How could Miss Qingcheng be poisoned by this kind of poison?"
Qingge and Beihuang remained silent.
Seeing this, Dr. Zhang remained silent, not daring to express his anger, and continued to diagnose Ye Qingcheng.
Doctor Zhang took out two pills and fed them to Ye Qingcheng, saying, "Miss Qingcheng is fine and will wake up soon."
"I know, please go out." Qingge said calmly.
Doctor Zhang bowed his body and left.
Shortly after Doctor Zhang left, Ye Qingcheng opened her eyes and blinked when she saw Qing Ge.
Qingge helped her sit up.
Ye Qingcheng turned her eyes, saw Bei Huang, frowned, and a look of alienation flashed in her eyes.
Beihuang didn't even dare to look at her.
She is afraid.
"Qing Ge, someone wants to harm you." Ye Qingcheng said.
What she cares about is never herself, but Ye Qingge.
She must find the person behind it, not for herself, but for Ye Qingge.
This is a conspiracy against Ye Qingge, and she will never let it go.
A fierce look flashed in Ye Qingcheng's eyes, and the strong killing intent was like the coming of death.
Beihuang glanced at Ye Qingcheng, feeling bitter in his heart.
This girl has never had him in her eyes and heart.