"There is a pavilion ahead. I will help you go there."
Although Mo Xie's tone was laced with alienation, to Wu Ziling, he was a god-like existence.
Like a ray of light, it penetrated all the darkness of Wu Ziling.
Wu Ziling's heart was beating rapidly, and Mo Xie supported her towards the pavilion.
When they arrived at the pavilion, Wu Ziling was sitting on a wooden chair, and Mo Xie was about to leave.
"Young Master, sing to her..."
Wu Ziling looked at Mo Xie's back, her heart was empty, and she hurriedly shouted.
Wu Ziling knew full well that Mo Xie would treat her differently because of Ye Qingge.
Wu Ziling didn't beg for anything else, she just hoped that Mo Xie could stay by her side longer.
She was humble.
The pain coming from both legs was extremely humiliating.
She is no longer qualified to talk about relationships.
"What's wrong with her?" Mo Xie turned around and asked.
"Qingge told me that she cares about you very much." Wu Ziling closed her eyes and kept talking nonsense.
She just knew that if she said this, Mo Xie would not leave in a hurry.
Something strange flashed in Mo Xie's eyes, and then a hint of anger rose in his eyes, "You are lying to me."
Qing Ge is a reserved person. She values love and justice and never speaks words. She interprets it with blood and flesh.
Qing Ge really cares about Mo Xie, as important as life.
However, Mo Xie, who cared so much, could not become her husband and have children with her.
Mo Xie's eyes were blank for a moment.
He is different from aventurine.
Even if aventurine knows that it is impossible, he will still look forward to it, express his feelings, and even express his desire for the next life.
Mo Xie pretended to be cool and kept his feelings deep inside.
He didn't want to burden her.
If we can't be husband and wife, then we can become comrades fighting side by side.
In the pavilion, Wu Ziling's body trembled.
Mo Xie left again.
"Sir...can you stay with me...just for a moment, it won't take up a lot of your time." Wu Ziling spoke up again.
Mo Xie frowned.
He thought of Wu Ziling's protection of Ye Qingge some time ago, so he returned to the pavilion and walked opposite Wu Ziling.
Wu Ziling was very excited.
"How is Father Wu?" Mo Xie asked.
"Okay, very good." The smile on Wu Ziling's face never stopped.
"You seem to have reached the age of marriage."
"..."
Mo Xie and Wu Ziling chatted about each other.
On the other side, Qingge arrived at the birthday party.
"Miss Ye, you sit here while I entertain the others. If you need anything, just tell me," Wei Li said.
Qing Ge nodded.
Wei Li left.
Qingge sat in front of the crystal table, while the maid poured wine for her.
Qingge drank one cup after another without any change in his expression.
The noble ladies in the surrounding area did not dare to approach her, but some men frequently looked at her sideways and talked about her.
"I heard that Ye Qingge only wants to follow men with status and strength."
"In this case, don't we also have a chance? Give her some benefits, and she will take off her clothes."
"Ha, tell me, is this four-star number one genius any different from other women when it comes to sleeping?"
"..."
They spoke very quietly, but those present were all powerful people and could hear them clearly.
Although it was an obscene remark, among the people around him, the men were more excited and the women were dismissive of Qing Ge.
So what if she, Ye Qingge, is a genius? She has been dirty by many men.
Unlike them, they are very chaste and pure.
Just because of this, they felt an inexplicable sense of superiority and looked down on Ye Qingge.
Even though those words were just hearsay, they really believed them.
Even though they knew in their hearts what kind of person Ye Qingge was, they couldn't believe that there could be such an outstanding woman in the world.
Therefore, they deceived themselves and others and put a big hat on Ye Qingge so that they could laugh at her.
In this way, they can satisfy the twisted pleasure in their hearts.
Qing Ge has heard this kind of words too many times, and she doesn't care.
If she cares about those things, how can she concentrate on the great road?
Qingge sneered.
There are still too many mediocre people in the world.
Yan Yan was at another table, looking at Ye Qingge from a distance.
Like Qingge, she has one person and one table. She has a strong aura and should not be approached by strangers.
In the eyes of outsiders, Yan Yan is unusually aloof.
But her heart is different from Ye Qingge's, and she cannot calm down. Ye Qingge builds a world by herself, isolated from outsiders.
Yan Yan frowned, aware of the gap between herself and Ye Qingge.
Because of this, Yan Yan became angry from shame.
Yan Yan gritted his teeth when he thought about the hunting war post.
She couldn't sit still and wait for death.
She couldn't defeat Ye Qingge, she was unwilling to lose like this, and even had to lose an arm.
If so, her life is over.
Yan Yan drank a few glasses of wine.
When she returned home from the dinner that day, she knelt all night long.
The next morning, my grandfather asked her if she knew she had repented, and asked her to go find Ye Qingge to end the war, but she refused to bow her head.
She, Yan Yan, cannot afford to lose face like this.
Yan Yan looked at Ye Qingge and pursed her lips.
It seemed that she had to think of a solution.
She absolutely cannot lose in the battle.
At this time, a plain-looking man walked towards Qingge.
Yan Yan raised his eyebrows when he saw this.
The man sat down at Qingge's table and said, "Qingge."
Qingge took a sip of wine and looked at the man, her eyes a little cold.
"Have you forgotten, my father is your uncle?" The man said, "My name is Yan Shibing, and I am your brother."
"My parents are both dead. I heard from my grandpa that my mother has no family, so how can I get my uncle's advice?" Qingge said.
She is Yan Bingtong's daughter and has her own backbone.
Except for Yan Yu and Yan Ruyu, she did not want to interact with anyone in the Yan family.
The grandfather has five sons and two daughters. Yan Bingtong and Yan Ruyu are not in Luohua City, and the others are fighting openly and secretly, and are fighting to the death.
She didn't want to swim in the Yan family's troubled waters.
Faced with Qingge's indifference and alienation, Yan Shibing remained calm.
He came with the goal of approaching Qingge. How could he give up until he achieved his goal?
Yan Shibing shamelessly sat at the table and chatted with Qingge about home affairs. Even though Qingge refused to listen, he kept talking.
Qingge felt a headache.
How could there be such a verbose man in the world?
From all over the world, throughout the ages, he has talked about the shortcomings of parents.
After half a day passed, Yan Shibing took a sip of water and continued talking.
Qing Ge has two big heads.
Qing Ge remained expressionless, ignoring Yan Shibing and drinking his own wine.
Over there, Wei Li was greeting guests.
A guard said something in Wei Li's ear. Wei Li's eyes darkened and he turned to leave.
The guard said that Wu Ziling was talking and laughing with Mo Xie in the pavilion of Nanyuan just now, and was very happy.
Wei left Nanyuan and saw Wu Ziling and Mo Xie outside the pavilion.
Although Wu Ziling wanted to rely on him, there was a hint of disgust in his eyes.
It was this kind of disgust that made Wei Li treat her rudely again and again.
"I'm leaving." Seeing that the time had passed, Mo Xie stood up and said.
With such a long time of companionship, Wu Ziling is satisfied.
"Young master, be careful on the road." Wu Ziling said with a smile.
She was especially grateful to Ye Qingge. She knew very well that if it weren't for Ye Qingge, Mo Xie wouldn't pay attention to her at all.