The streets of Shenyue City are so beautiful that even the prosperity cannot be described.
The elves care about beauty, from their appearance to the elegance of their behavior.
Most of the houses they live in are made of vines and crystal stones.
On both sides of the street, there are beautiful elves selling rare things, and handsome men riding deers passing by.
Yes, the elves disdain riding horses. For them, tall horses are too ugly.
Even the 'carriages' used for traveling are pulled by snow deer or spiritual butterflies.
Yan Bingtong led Linglu and walked on the street. Above Linglu, Qingge's face was beautiful, cool and public. The goddess's hair and eyes were the same color, which was different from the dark green of most elves.
The light green color gives people a sense of aloofness and transcendence.
Regarding the surprise mentioned by Qingge, Yan Bingtong didn't have much trouble in her heart.
Yan Bingtong has experienced too much in this life.
When I was young, I was high-spirited, wearing bright clothes and angry horses, so I was bound to become a chivalrous woman.
At that time, she performed a shocking dance and danced into the hearts of many people.
Facing the turbulent four kingdoms back then, she held up the wild flowers with her sword, and all the kingdoms knelt down!
When she was pregnant, she also thought that if it was a boy, he would fight to the end of the world with his sword and stand upright. If he was a girl, he would be raised in the boudoir and be safe and happy.
Later, twenty years of imprisonment weakened her will and broke her bones.
After jumping into the Fiery Cave and bathing in the fire, she passed away for nine days.
At this time, she had seen through a lot, and nothing was more important than her own children.
The spirit deer stopped in front of the Chiyan Mansion, jumped off the spirit deer with a soft song, and then stretched out its hand towards the goddess.
The goddess frowned slightly, hesitating, and the oral instructions seemed to still ring in her ears, still fresh in her memory.
——From now on, the goddess Jie Bilan will be demoted to a lower-class spirit.
Among the elves, the lower third-class spirits are comparable to animals.
Seeing that the goddess was motionless and in a daze, Qing Ge sighed, and immediately held the goddess's hand. With a little force, the goddess rushed towards her.
Qingge hugged the goddess's soft waist, and protected the goddess's injured spine. Seeing the goddess looking at her innocently with her light green eyes, Qingge couldn't help but smile, pinched the goddess's nose, and said: "From now on
From now on, if you live for yourself, why should you care about other people's opinions and care about the shackles of the world? What are the inferior spirits? Even an animal can be powerful if it becomes a spirit. The value of life does not lie in infinite devaluation, but in continuous
Break through yourself.”
The soft song calmed the goddess.
The goddess was still in a daze.
In this world, it is rare to find someone as transparent as a goddess, so transparent that she can admit that she is a lowly spirit regardless of her own identity.
The goddess has always been content with the situation. Even though the city is deep, she is unwilling to harbor evil in her heart.
Qing Ge looked at the side face of the goddess and pursed her lips.
In front of the gate of Chiyan Mansion, there were elves coming and going, either walking alone or in groups, and occasionally laughter and laughter could be heard.
Suddenly, all the elves were shocked at this moment.
Qingge knelt down on one knee, facing Yan Bingtong, with a smile as bright as spring dew, and raised her hands.
Even though he is kneeling down, he is always unruly and arrogant.
"Huh?" Yan Bingtong was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he meant.
"Lord Chi Yan, although I am a human race, I have an indissoluble bond with Shenyue. I beg you, Lord Chi Yan, to grant me permission to join the Elf clan." Qing Ge said.
Hearing this, the elves around him sneered with disdain.
Another one who wants to climb up to the level of the elves.
In the distance, a luxurious sedan chair carrying spiritual butterflies stopped. There were two people sitting in the sedan chair.
The man's temples are white, but his face is as handsome as a crown jewel, and the woman next to him is graceful and noble, with an extraordinary temperament.
Of these two people, the man is one of the kings and the woman is the princess.
The princess lifted up the emerald smoke-colored gauze on the sedan chair, and looked at the door of Chiyan Mansion with a pair of green eyes, full of curiosity.
"Wang, look..."
The King of the Seventh Palace looked towards the entrance of Chiyan Mansion through the gap in the green smoke gauze, his eyes were calm.
The princess chuckled: "This human woman is interesting. I heard that she gave birth to a son with the Qing Emperor, but she has a very good relationship with the goddess. Now, she is going to become an elf."
The King of the Seventh Palace breathed out from his nostrils and snorted coldly: "Being of the Elf clan, you can justifiably marry the Qing Emperor. Everyone wants to take such a good shortcut. She knows that the goddess is favored by the Cloud God, and she is the Qing Queen."
It is a pity that the goddess is of no use and was deceived by such a person."
To the King of the Seventh Palace, this human woman was extremely scheming.
but……
If my grandfather saw the men and women in the carriage, I'm afraid it would bring back those long-gone past events.
"It's time to go. I heard that Thunder God was bullied by this human woman. It's really embarrassing." The King of the Seventh Palace didn't want to look anymore.
At this moment, I saw a loud and singing voice coming from in front of the door of Chiyan Mansion: "I beg you, Lord Chiyan, to demote me to a lower-class elf."
The eyes of the King of the Seventh Palace gradually changed and darkened slightly. The wings of the spiritual butterflies around him drooped down one after another, and the sedan chair did not move forward.
The princess was stunned for a long time, surprised: "This...?"
In Chiyan Mansion, beside the vine trees and the spiritual deer, soft silver threads are blown by the breeze.
Yan Bingtong looked at Qing Ge in confusion, the third-class elf...
The goddess opened her eyes wide and suddenly turned to look at Qingge. Two lines of clear tears flowed from her light green jade-like eyes.
A smile spread across Qingge's cheeks, and she repeated every word loudly: "I beg you, Lord Chi Yan, to demote me to a lower-class elf."
"No." The goddess suddenly knelt down, shook her head quickly, and grabbed Yan Bingtong's hand: "Lord Chi Yan, no, she is just fooling around."
"Okay." Yan Bingtong said.
The goddess' eyes widened.
Yan Bingtong helped the two girls up one by one and looked at them with kindness and relief: "I will go to the Eighteenth Palace in person, and then I will be demoted to an inferior spirit. I only need to burn flowers immediately, and I allow you to
If anyone comes to Shenyue City and refuses, his head will be blown off."
Hearing the last sentence, the corners of Qingge's mouth twitched slightly, as if she could feel the arrogance of Yan Bingtong when she was young.
Thinking of this, Qing Ge's eyes burned with anger and hatred.
This anger rises to the sky, this hatred is born in the bones!
Those twenty years of inhuman torture will definitely be repaid many times over one day!
Qingge gently stroked away the dust on her dress, "It's just like Lord Chi Yan said."
"No." Tears filled the goddess's beautiful eyes, and she held Qingge's hand tightly: "It doesn't have to be like this, it doesn't need to be like this, I won't allow it. I have already entered the muddy water and am an inferior spirit, how can I hurt you?
"
"What are you afraid of in muddy water? How can I let you walk alone? Remember, if you have a high heart, nothing the sky can do to you. If you lower your head first, you can only see what's on the ground.
The water is muddy, but we can't see the green mountains in the distance and the white clouds in the sky." Qingge put her hands on the shoulders of the goddess.
The goddess has a mind to calamity. If not, the goddess would probably be like this in her life.
People like the Goddess can either live a mediocre life or reach the top of the road and reach the world.
The words of the soft song are like the dawn of dawn, and like the arrow leaving the string, it pierces the dark night of the goddess like ink.
Qingqing was about to shed tears, and the goddess suddenly hugged Qingge and cried loudly regardless of her appearance.
Over the years, no one has cared about what she thinks.
During those countless dark nights, she had become accustomed to being wronged and facing injustice, but she still had to be calm and proud.
Just because she is an elf who wants to become a goddess.
Until this moment, the goddess finally burst into tears. Years of unhappiness and melancholy in her heart surged out like a volcano erupting and the tide bursting out of the dam.
Qingge smiled and patted the goddess's back to comfort her silently.
In this way, the goddess finally overcame this tribulation.
As for the so-called lower-level elves...
Qingge looked back and smiled, looking at the elves on the street, raising her slender eyebrows with cold eyes.
In the Spirit Butterfly sedan chair in the distance, the Seventh Palace King and Princess happened to see Qingge's arrogant look back and smile, and their hearts were deeply impacted and shocked.
"King, she is very interesting." The princess smiled and said: "No wonder the goddess is willing to give up the position of the Qing Empress."
The King of the Seventh Palace snorted, as if unwilling to overturn the conclusion he had reached earlier: "It's just a trick used to deceive people's hearts. It also deceives women like you. A few words will move you to tears.
Let’s go…”
Spirit Butterfly finally fluttered its wings and left here in the sedan chair.
As for the street in front of Chiyan Mansion, the elves coming and going were all stunned.
No one expected that Qing Ge’s unintentional move would cause a sensation among the elves.
The golden orchid love between the goddess and the human girl Ye Qingge was even made into a book, and it was snapped up as soon as it came out on the market.
At this moment, the goddess no longer has the calamity in her heart, nor does she have the humility she had just now.
As Qingge said, it doesn't matter the lower-class souls. As long as you raise your head, there is no dirty muddy water in your eyes, only the endless blue sky and white clouds.
Qingge frowned, patted the goddess with one hand, but turned to look at the southeast end of the street.
There, four beautiful and dancing spiritual butterflies slowly left, carrying a luxurious sedan chair covered with green smoke and gauze.
In the gusts of wind, she seemed to see the veil of green smoke being lifted up by snow-white hands, and the elf wearing a crown inside smiled knowingly at her.
When the sedan carriage was about to disappear, Qingge's eyes fell on Lingdie.
Among the elves, there are different types of spirit deer, and so do spirit butterflies.
Based on Qingge's understanding of Shenyue City, the spirit butterfly carrying the sedan chair seemed like a travel mount that could only be owned by the King of Shenyue Palace.
It could be... which palace king?
The woman in the sedan chair is wearing a crown, she should be a princess.
After a moment, Qingge was brought back to consciousness by the slight sobs of the goddess, and she concentrated on comforting the little cutie of the goddess.