Qingge glanced at Bai Meier lightly and said: "The Yan family is responding to me. I plan to cooperate with the Yan family. There will be people from the Yan family at the banquet tonight. This letter is the attitude of the Yan family. The head of the Yan family
You want to tell me whether I am qualified to join the Yan family depends on my performance tonight."
Bai Meier suddenly remembered what happened early this morning. Ye Qingge talked about the blood-slaying knife and the auction in front of Yan Xiaoqi and Ergou. She had no intention of avoiding suspicion. It was precisely because Qingge used Yan Xiaoqi to convey to the head of the Yan family
This message.
After the head of the Yan family learned about it, he sent a letter, but his attitude was still wavering.
The dinner party is bound to be full of hardships. Qingge is at the forefront of the storm and has long been the target of public criticism. For Qingge, whether this banquet is a blessing or a curse cannot be determined too early.
It was precisely because the head of the Yan family saw this clearly that he only sent a letter and waited until after the dinner to decide whether to win over Ye Qingge.
Qingge raised her eyes, she couldn't guess what her grandfather was thinking.
Although the Yan family is her maternal ancestor, the Yan family is like a fierce tiger that can be her powerful supporter and can also eat her alive. Qing Ge is a very defensive person, even if her grandfather once showed her
It was better, but she would not let down her guard because of it.
Among the Yan family, only Yan Yu can gain her trust.
What's more, her grandfather must know about her elf bloodline.
Grandfather thought of looking for her in the first place, maybe because the elf bloodline was about to awaken?
Sing softly and thoughtfully.
Bai Meier remained silent, describing the distant mountains and dark clouds for her light song.
Qingge's facial features are very delicate, especially her pair of pupils, with the corners of her eyes naturally raised. When she smiles, flowers bloom, and there are no clouds in the sky. When her face is expressionless, she is surprisingly cold and her eyebrows are sharp.
At this moment, Bai Meier couldn't help but think too much.
Deep in my heart, joy welled up.
Now, Ye Qingge trusts her more and more, and from now on, she will be Ye Qingge's confidant.
For this reason, she once endured the pain of being skinned in the dark night. Of course, she was not the only one who was skinned, but also the girl, who was even more pitiful than her. The man died in pain. In the end, Ming Qianjue died for
Destroy her corpse and destroy her traces, and burn her to oblivion.
Bai Meier's eyes flickered as she looked at Ye Qingge's face reflected in the mirror.
She has known Ye Qingge for a long, long time.
A long time ago, outside the Colosseum, she saw the poor man being dragged all the way by Ye Zhengxiong. Passers-by all over the street were joining in the fun and laughing, but what she saw was that he was covered in blood.
The scarred girl is stubborn and stubborn. She grits her teeth and her eyes reveal the hope of life.
Thinking of this, Bai Meier shook her hand holding Luo Zidai, and Qingge's eyebrows raised.
Bai Meier regained her composure, panicked, took out a handkerchief, dipped it in water, and wiped off the extra strokes for Qingge.
Qingge raised her eyes and looked at Bai Meier through the mirror, "Meier, what are you thinking about?"
"Mei'er didn't have a good rest last night and was a little absent-minded. Please punish me, Your Majesty." Bai Mei'er immediately knelt down.
Qingge smiled coldly, "You remind me of an old friend."
"Old friend?" Bai Meier looked up in surprise.
"Mei Niang." The red lips moved, and the two words blurted out, singing softly but not smiling, and the devil was boundless.
Bai Meier's mind went blank, like lightning and thunder, and she couldn't think. The blood in Bai Meier's body seemed to be flowing backwards.
There was a fire burning, and she was completely stunned.
Those two words were like a knife, cutting into her soul.
"Meiniang?" Bai Meier asked, strong and calm.
"Yes, that is the woman from the Colosseum. She is beautiful and powerful. She and Yu Ji are both slaves of Ming Qianjue, but they are different from Yu Ji. Having said that, I haven't seen her for a long time, so
I wonder how she is." Qing Ge said casually.
Bai Meier knelt on the ground, her body tense and she didn't dare to breathe.
Qingge turned her eyes and looked at Bai Meier.
Qingge stretched out her hand and approached Bai Meier's face.
Bai Mei'er felt as if she had been electrocuted, and subconsciously stepped back, her movement range was unusually large.
Qingge smiled faintly. She reached out her hand again and wiped away the cold sweat on Bai Meier's forehead. "Why are you so restless? I'm sweating. After the dinner, you have a good rest. I'll let the small kitchen cook for you later."
A bowl of soothing soup.”
Bai Mei'er lowered her head so that no one could see her twinkling eyes, "Mei'er will tell you the truth, Your Majesty, Mei'er has been having nightmares these past few days and she really has no energy during the day."
Fuxi sat aside, tilting her head and looking at Bai Meier.
"Go down and get ready. We have to go to the City Lord's Mansion later, so we can't be too late." Qingge said.
"yes."
Bai Meier lowered her head and faced the ground. After getting up, she left in a panic. She deliberately quickened her pace. When she crossed the threshold, she almost tripped. Fortunately, Bai Meier quickly held on to the door lintel.
Bai Meier turned around, faced Qingge, smiled stiffly, and then left again.
"Sister, she is lying."
Fuxi's eyes were very sharp at that moment, like a sword unsheathed, its sharp edge revealed.
"I know."
Qingge held Luo Zidai, moved closer to the mirror, and added a few strokes to her eyebrows.
Then, she put down Luo Zidai and stood up, "Let's go, the time has come."
"Yong Yesheng holds this banquet with ulterior motives. Sister, you must be careful. It might be a Hongmen Banquet."
Fu Xi took Qing Ge's hand and said while walking out.
The sky was slightly dark, and the sun was setting in the west, as red as blood. The afterglow shrouded this crowded city, making it seem desolate and quiet.
The purple-gold carriage was parked outside Tingyuxuan, and Bai Meier had been waiting for it for a long time.
When the maid and Fu Xi supported Qing Ge and walked towards the door of Ting Yu Xuan, they passed by the Ting Yu Pavilion and the sculpture of Yan Bingtong on the lake.
Qing Ge stopped and looked at the face that was somewhat similar to hers.
She withdrew her gaze, raised her steps, and walked forward.
There is a strong feeling in my heart, screaming.
Ye Jingfeng is not dead, and Yan Bingtong is still alive.
They are waiting for her.
Qingge and Fuxi approached the carriage. When the carriage was about to drive, a sound like a silver bell sounded: "Qingge, wait for me, wait for me..."
The carriage stopped.
Wu Ziling ran all the way, got into the carriage, poured herself a cup of tea, and drank it.
Wu Ziling put down the teacup and panted, "I was exhausted, but luckily I caught up." Wu Ziling opened her arms: "Qingge, look at my clothes, do they look good? My father asked me to seduce the eldest son of the Wei family.
, I don’t know if it’s possible.”
Qingge: "..." This girl really doesn't stand out at all.
A ninth-rate aristocratic family like the Wu family must adhere to a big aristocratic family.
In the past, the Wu family had some relationship with the Zhang family because of the iron ore. Now, the head of the Wu family actually asked Wu Ziling to board the Wei family's boat. It can only be said that the Wu family must have some ambitions, or maybe the Wu family
The family is well aware of the current situation in Luohua City, and also knows that it is impossible for Mingzhe to protect himself. He must choose one of the three major families to seek refuge with.
"Father said that it doesn't matter even if I become the concubine of the eldest son of the Wei family, but it's really not possible. As the eldest son of the Wei family, I won't be disadvantaged even if I become a maidservant." Wu Ziling laughed, a little crazy, and the corners of his eyes gleamed.
Keep your eyes peeled.
Singing quietly in silence.
There is no greater sorrow for the family than this.