Even though Qing Ge was cautious and quiet when using the combined power of the three, Princess Shangting was so smart. After being stunned, she suddenly realized.
"Young lady is really like a dragon or a phoenix among people. I look forward to the time when she will become a young queen in the future." Princess Shangting paid her respects again.
"Princess, it's time to prepare for tomorrow's wedding banquet." the maid said.
Princess Shangting nodded and looked at Qingge with some reluctance: "Miss Ye, see you tomorrow."
He nodded softly, hesitated to speak, and finally walked out of the pavilion with the goddess.
Suddenly, when walking through the gauze bead curtain, Qingge stopped in her tracks, turned back to look at Princess Shangting, and said, "Without the heart-protecting formation, the princess will not survive more than ten months."
"Without the heart-protecting formation, can you survive a day?" Princess Shangting said with a smile.
Qing Ge stopped talking and turned around to leave.
Inside the cabinet.
Princess Shangting sat back on the bed, and the maid nervously covered herself with the brocade quilt: "She is just a human girl, why should the princess be like this?"
"Qing'er, that's not right..." Princess Shangting shook her head: "Who knows that the east of the river today is not the west of the river tomorrow? You can't just look at the present, and among the immortals, who doesn't know the human race? The same goes for the Kaitian royal family.
The human race, my father the God of Samsara, is also the origin of the human race. Qing'er, don't say these words again in the future. Trying to talk quickly can only freeze your structure and limit your future."
After Qing Ge left, Princess Shangting kept thinking about what Qing Ge explained, so much so that she forgot that she was getting married tomorrow.
"Princess, I will prepare a medicinal soup for you." When the maid Qing'er was about to walk out of the pavilion, Princess Shangting suddenly raised her head, and two wisps of green smoke blocked the maid's way. The maid was frightened and looked back at Princess Shangting,
She was confused and didn't know what Princess Shangting meant by this move.
"Qing'er, if you inform the Mother Goddess about today's conversation and the heart-protecting formation, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Princess Shangting has a gentle face and a peaceful temperament, with a faint smile on her face.
The maidservant was shaken all over as if five thunders struck her head, her pupils narrowed slightly, she immediately knelt down and kowtowed suddenly: "Princess, please forgive me, I don't dare."
"That's it for now, don't mention it again."
"..."
But after Qingge walked out of Bitong Villa, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Qingge looked at the sky and sighed...
She seems to have betrayed the empress? She actually transported her Qi to Yun Shuishui's daughter.
It was already dark when we returned to Chiyan Mansion, and the four 'stooges' were still digging tunnels under the central city wall, and seemed to have no intention of coming back.
"Mother, Aunt Lan..." As soon as they entered the house, the little bun rushed towards him, hugging Qingge and rubbing his little head crazily in his arms.
Qing Ge hugged the little bun and a smile appeared on her lips.
"Aunt Lan, I want to eat the pear blossom cake you made." The little bun blinked, tilted his head and looked at the goddess, grinning.
The goddess rubbed the little bun's head: "Okay, Aunt Lan will make you the most delicious pear blossom cake in the world."
Hearing this, Little Baozi thought of what Aventurine said.
There must be more delicious pear blossom cakes in this world, but he has never found that taste.
The little bun was very curious. What did it taste like? It was actually more delicious than the pear blossom cake made by Aunt Lan.
It was a cool night, so Xiaobaozi was eating pear blossom cakes indoors.
On the corridor, Yan Bingtong and Qingge stood side by side, looking at the elegant flowers outside the corridor.
"Dad, he doesn't know that you are alive yet." Qingge said.
"Your father is too loyal." Yan Bingtong sighed softly: "Kong Kong is a cunning man. He deceived your father for twenty years with his cruel trick."
"He misses you very much." Qingge said.
Yan Bingtong turned around and looked at Qingge: "As a mother, I have been looking forward to your father for twenty years."
At that moment, Qingge saw hot tears in Yan Bingtong's eyes.
For many hopeless nights, Yan Bingtong shouted Ye Jingfeng's name again and again in her dreams.
What I will never forget until my death is that one day I was drunk, staggering and stumbling.
She was shackled by iron ropes in front of the bed. No matter how empty she was on weekdays, she would not dare to touch her.
The drunkenness makes people timid, and the emptiness rushes towards them like crazy.
Yan Bingtong was extremely desperate, unable to let the emptiness taint herself, so she struggled desperately.
She shouted: Jingfeng...save me...
An unforgettable name, but it is called emptiness and madness.
Snap.
A slap came down so mercilessly that one of Yan Bingtong's teeth fell out.
Every time Yan Bingtong shouted Ye Jingfeng's name, the emptiness would hit him hard.
Yan Bingtong's bones were weak because she took special drugs. How could she be a match for a grown man?
That night, rain hit the eaves, thunder broke out, and lightning spread like poisonous miasma in the dark and cold night.
She was beaten all night, and half of her life was lost. Fortunately, the emptiness did not invade her because of her rage.
Tired of being beaten, Yan Bingtong fell on the bed to rest. Yan Bingtong's nose was bruised and her face was swollen, and several ribs were broken. She fell on the cold ground, looking at the lightless ceiling, but she smiled, and her lips moved silently: trembling wind.
When Kong Kong woke up the next day, he saw Yan Bingtong covered with bruises and cried distressedly. After learning that it was him who had done it, Kong Kong hugged Yan Bingtong tightly, buried his face in tears, and repeated over and over again: "I
Wrong...I was wrong..."
Kong kept saying "I love you" in her ears day after day, but Yan Bingtong didn't feel a trace of love.
If you love someone, how can you cut off her wings and torture her soul?
On the corridor of Chiyan Mansion, the mother and daughter were speechless, and a drizzle began to fall unknowingly.
Qingge jumped out of the corridor and danced the Mingwang sword in the drizzle.
A knife split the sky, raindrops splashed everywhere, and the knife's light was sharp.
Then he grabbed the moon with his sword and went away, showing his sharp edge.
After several knives, Qingge returned to the corridor. He looked carefully and saw that there was not a drop of raindrops on his clothes. Then he looked at Qingge's Mingwang Sword. The water droplets on the blade floated and formed a small flower.
Yan Bingtong looked at the flower, and a line of tears fell from the end of her eyes when she smiled.
Giving birth to a girl is like singing softly at night!
Ge'er knew she was sad and was trying to make her laugh.
"I'm looking forward to the time when our family will be reunited." Qingge looked at the moon and sparse stars in the sky through the drizzle: "In the past, others said that I was a child with father and no mother. Now,
I'm very happy, my mother loves me very much."
Yan Bingtong sighed softly and pinched Qingge's face: "Silly boy, it's my useless mother who has suffered you all these years and made you miserable for several years. In the future, you don't have to be restrained, you will be free.
Even if the sword pierces the sky, my mother will repair it."
Qingge felt warm in her heart, and threw herself into Yan Bingtong's body with a bear hug, rubbing her body.
However, she was not as small as Ye'er, so she could only hang on Yan Bingtong's body, making Yan Bingtong laugh.
Qingge tilted her head slightly and stroked Yan Bingtong's eyebrows, with an expression on her face that Yan Bingtong couldn't see through.
Qingge sniffed, holding back the sadness in her heart, and continued to hang on, refusing to let go of Yan Bingtong, but she burst into laughter.
very nice……
This is her mother.
She must poke a hole in the sky to see what it feels like to have her mother escort her.
Think about it, it's very beautiful.
The goddess stood to one side, smiling lightly.
The Ye Qingge she knew was a man of literary and military skills, wise and courageous, but he was also ruthless and ruthless in taking life and death.
The posture of the little daughter in front of me is completely different.
but……
The goddess likes Ye Qingge very much at this moment. At least, Ye Qingge is happy, even if this happiness is short-lived.
"Ugh, it hurts my eyes, so disgusting..." came the voice from the end of the corridor, Jiu Ci's voice that was really in need of a beating, Qingge passed by with a knife in the eye, and jumped off Yan Bingtong with a black face.
Little Baozi walked out of the house, walked up to Qingge like a little adult, patted the dust on his body, like a gentleman, pointed at himself, and said with a smile: "Mother, Ye'er has grown a lot, you can give me
Your shoulders are warm."
Pfft——
Jiu Ci burst out laughing. He had just returned from digging a tunnel, carrying a shovel and looking disgraced. It was very funny.
"My little nephew is deeply impressed by my uncle's true legacy. In the future, he will definitely be a romantic child who walks among thousands of flowers without even a leaf touching his body." Jiuci was so proud that if he were given a tail, he would probably fly into the sky.
Qing Ge's face became darker and darker, and she felt that if it was like Jiu Ci, it would be really bad.
People like Jiuci are destined not to have a wife.
Too upright!
Her little bun is so cute, she will definitely get a little wife back. In this regard, she is still better than his uncle!