When winter comes, the winter plums in Fengyue Pavilion bloom one after another. The red and white ones complement each other, and the fragrant smell envelopes the huge Yejia.
There were no people coming and going on the snowy road. Ye Qingran knelt on the ground, a cold touch came from her knees. She raised her head and looked at Qing Ge with eyes full of expectation.
"Your name is Ye Qingran?" Qing Ge stretched out her hand and lifted Ye Qingran's chin with her long and slender fingers.
Ye Qingran nodded.
"Didn't you want to please Ye Xue before?" Qingge said with a trace of sarcasm on her lips.
"That's because I haven't met the third lady." Ye Qingran said.
"Go back."
Qingge put down her hand and led Qingge towards Fengyue Pavilion. Ye Qingran knelt on the ground and moved her knees to change directions, "Third Miss, I am sincere."
Qingge crossed the threshold, turned back and sneered, "I don't like wallflowers."
Ye Qingran lowered his hands weakly and smiled bitterly. Ye Xuan stepped forward to help Ye Qingran up. Ye Qingran shook her head, pushed Ye Xuan away and said, "Let me kneel down."
"If you have any difficulties, don't you still have the Fourth Miss?" Ye Xuan looked at Ye Qingran distressedly.
Ye Qingran smiled palely, "I took you to humiliate Ye Qingcheng in a hurry, wasn't it because I put my hope in the fourth lady, but she couldn't save me or give me a way to survive." She turned her eyes away,
He looked firmly at the closed red door in front of him, like a prisoner in a casino, putting all his money on the line. If he loses, he will really have nothing.
"Miss Fourth can't do it, how could she?" Ye Xuan looked suspiciously at the door of Fengyue Pavilion and Han Mei's head protruding from the high wall.
"She can."
When she saw her releasing spiritual energy to turn defeat into victory and kill people with a snap of her fingers, she knew that she could do it.
The wind and snow became more and more severe, so Anu asked Yinlan to send some tiger skin cloaks to Fengyue Pavilion. Before leaving, Yinlan thought of Ye Qingran who was still kneeling at the door, frowned, and said something before leaving,
"Miss Third, Miss Qingran is kneeling outside the door and has not left yet."
"oh?"
Qing Ge and Ye Qingcheng looked at each other.
"Qingcheng, how do you think we should deal with it?" Qing Ge asked.
Ye Qingran, like Ye Qingcheng, comes from Lingtai Mansion. The only difference is that Ye Qingcheng came to Beiyue to sacrifice his life, but Ye Qingran came to participate in the clan competition as a junior with good qualifications in Lingtai Mansion. As for Ye Xuan, she is from a small town in the south.
The daughter of a side family on the island met Ye Qingran on the way to Beiyue. The two met so late that they stuck together.
As for why Ye Qingran came to seek refuge with her, she had seen Ye Qingran's life experience in the information given to her by the Colosseum, which was quite interesting...
The proud daughter of Lingtai Mansion is a concubine, which is ridiculous to say.
"It's better to have many friends than many enemies."
Ye Qingcheng said: "Ye Qingran never bullied me like others when he was in Lingtai Mansion. He insulted me in Beiyue just to please the Fourth Miss."
Qing Ge somewhat agreed, "Ye Qingran is just a concubine in Lingtai Mansion. Your wife doesn't seem to like her. It must have taken a lot of effort for her to come to our family to participate in the clan competition this time. If she is in the clan
Compared to returning without success without ranking, her future life will be less optimistic."
Ye Qingcheng was surprised. She didn't know that Qing Ge knew so much about the affairs of Lingtai Mansion.
After a moment, I felt relieved. How could a person who could win glory in a clan competition with a useless body without any source of information?
"But I'm a little curious." Qingge asked: "For this reason alone, she wouldn't let her risk her life and kneel in Fengyue Pavilion. If Ye Xue found out, she might not be able to return to Lingtai Mansion alive with Ye Xue's temper. How could it be possible?
Could it be that there are other reasons for this?"
Ye Qingcheng's face changed slightly. She lowered her head, frowned, and remained silent without saying a word. She was not in a hurry when she sang softly.
After a while, Ye Qingcheng let out a breath of relief, "The eldest son of Ye, the eldest son of Lingtai Mansion, is idle and lustful. He bullies the local people and commits many evil deeds. This eldest son and I have the same father, and he once sneaked into my room to eat.
Several times the incense was taken away by the mistress and wife. Because I was the one who wanted to give it to the young prince, he couldn’t touch it. However, I heard that he often went in and out of Ye Qingran’s room. I don’t know if it was true. I just heard that
That’s all…”
Incest...
The night pearl illuminated the room as bright as day, Qingge lowered his eyes, and thought about it a thousand times. This topic was a bit heavy.
If it is true as Ye Qingcheng said, it is not impossible that Ye Qingran was ravaged by the legitimate son of the Ye family in Lingtai Mansion and knelt outside Fengyue Pavilion for half the night just to seek refuge with her.
"Miss, do you want to keep her?" Ye Qingcheng asked.
Qingge defaults.
"When are you going to let her get up?"
Ye Qingcheng glanced at the closed window. Even though the window was closed, she could vaguely feel the strong wind and snow outside.
"Let her suffer a little first."
The singer picked up the teapot and poured tea into the cup. He pressed his fingertips against the rim of the cup and pushed the cup in front of Ye Qingcheng.
The wind and snow are getting heavier and it is extremely cold.
Ye Qingran's face turned purple from the cold. She tremblingly clenched her fists and hammered her knees. Her legs were completely numb and she had no feeling at all. The snow piled up thickly on her body, turning three thousand blue hairs white.
The sound of footsteps sounded, and the branches under the snow were trampled down. Ye Xuan, wearing a cloak, came overnight and took a big cloak in her hand to cover Ye Qingran.
"You didn't leave, why are you here again?" Ye Qing's breath was like a gossamer, and her voice was like a mosquito.
"The snow was too heavy and I couldn't sleep well. I was afraid that you would be cold, so I brought a cloak over here." Ye Xuan said.
Ye Qingran smiled with satisfaction and said, "You also know the snow is heavy, so go back."
Ye Xuan stared at the door of Fengyue Pavilion and stamped her feet, "I have always heard that the third lady is ruthless, but I didn't expect that she is even more sinister than the rumors. She really has the most vicious heart of a woman."
Aren't you also a woman?
Ye Qingran burst out laughing, but she no longer had the strength to speak.
"This is the most venomous thing about a woman's heart, but she also scolded your mother and grandma." The sudden voice made Ye Qingran's eyes light up. Ye Xuan was stunned and looked towards the red lacquered door.
The originally closed door was opened by a pair of slender hands. The gap between the double doors gradually widened, and a stunningly beautiful face came into view. The girl in front of the door stood in the night, her thin body wrapped in
Inside the big cloak, Ye Qingcheng stood behind him, holding a winter plum umbrella to protect him from the wind and rain.
"Third Miss."
Ye Qingran was trembling with excitement and tried to get up, but almost fell into the snow.
"You two come in and sleep. There isn't much else in Fengyue Pavilion, but there are so many rooms." After all, they are also people who own houses~
Ye Xuan snorted, then carefully helped Ye Qingran up and walked into Wangfengyue Pavilion.
Ye Qingcheng holds an umbrella and walks into the depths of the night with Qing Ge.
The wind became stronger and stronger, and the two red-painted doors were closed by the wind, and a ray of skylight flowed in through the gap, which was extremely beautiful.