Chapter 3013 Hello, are you also addicted to my mother's beauty?
The red gauze moved with the wind, and the bright red words "Happy" were plastered all over the doors and windows. There were people drinking and drinking, the sound of silk and bamboo, and the dancing girls swinging their soft waists to add to the fun.
The sound of nature came out from Ye Qingcheng's slender and tender hands, and all the guests in the Xiao Mansion were intoxicated.
The golden sedan chair stopped in front of the Xiao Mansion. Seeing this, the guards of the Xiao family saluted and were about to shout into the mansion: "Your Majesty..." Beihuang stepped down from the sedan chair and raised his hand to stop the Xiao family guard from speaking.
, looked back at the royal guard of honor, shook his head with a serious face, and then walked towards the palace alone.
The beautiful sound of the piano was like a breeze blowing in his ears. When Beihuang heard the sound, his eyes narrowed and his steps felt a little heavy.
After much hesitation, Beihuang decided to move forward.
Standing at the corner of the banquet in front of the hall, Beihuang stood with his hands behind his hands. His weathered face was not as handsome as before. The moment he saw Ye Qingcheng, Beihuang choked up and looked up at the sky.
These days, all the civil and military ministers of the Beiyue Dynasty are working on the draft.
Under pressure from all parties, he finally agreed.
In front of the Jinluan Hall, women in their prime appeared one after another. They were beautiful in appearance, dressed in white clothes and carrying xylophones or flutes on their backs.
Those old ministers also knew how to guess the emperor's thoughts and were looking for a woman similar to Ye Qingcheng.
Each of these girls would smile at him, their eyes full of innocence that had not yet experienced the world, which could arouse the protective desire of most men.
Only Beihuang, with no expression on his face, finally walked out of the Golden Palace after watching the singing and dancing of Yingge and Yanwu.
The father-in-law came and asked: "Does the emperor have a daughter that pleases his heart?"
Beihuang paused and was silent for a long time before saying: "Send the order, anyone who discusses this matter again will be killed!"
The smiles of thousands of girls in the world are nothing compared to Ye Qingcheng's clear eyes.
Ye Qingcheng lowered her head and lowered her eyes while playing the piano. She seemed to feel something. She raised her eyes and saw a man wearing a dragon robe across the hall full of guests.
Ye Qingcheng's eyes were ruthless, colder than the snow in the twelfth lunar month. There was no emotion in his eyes. After scanning, he withdrew his eyes and played with joy.
Beihuang's heart sank to the cold bottom.
At this moment, he smiled bitterly.
He had seen how Ye Qingcheng loved him, and he knew that Ye Qingcheng's heart at this moment, and for the rest of her life, would never have him again.
Beihuang didn't want to disturb him and walked away. The father-in-law who was guarding the door of Xiao Mansion bowed and came to greet him: "Your Majesty..." "Let's do the draft."
After saying this, Beihuang walked onto the sedan chair and closed his eyes slightly.
The father-in-law was stunned, then waved his hand and winked at the guards, and many of the guards carried the sedan chair and left.
The sedan carriage was walking along the long street, and the mighty honor guard gradually moved away. The lonely emperor sat above, his figure flickering, and the long and slanting shadow reflected on the wall was particularly lonely.
The night fell into the city and then the piano was played, and the sound of joy spread out of the Xiao Mansion and swayed in the long streets and the imperial capital.
She smiled slightly and raised her eyes, looking in the direction of the Xiao Mansion's door. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, deepening her smile.
Qingge looked at the direction Beihuang disappeared and frowned.
She felt sorry for this pair of people, but she wouldn't interfere.
Emotional matters are unclear to outsiders.
Interfering hastily will be counterproductive.
After drinking for three rounds, Xiao Rufeng went to the bridal chamber.
Yan Bingtong and Su Ya were sitting at the table, thinking about the past, and were so happy that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear.
Mo Yuntian and Ye Jingfeng also had countless things to say. Xiao Cang walked to Ye Qingtian's side and sighed: "Your old Ye family has given birth to an incredible granddaughter."
Ye Qingtian was so proud that one could not help but suspect that if he was given a tail, Ye Qingtian could fly up to the sky.
The grandfather snorted coldly, looked at Xiao Cang, and said: "This old man has never seen the world. He only knows how to have fun all day long. Don't mind."
"You have never seen the world, what do you, a woman, know?
And when we men are talking, how can you interrupt?"
Ye Qingtian's eyes widened in anger, and he blew his beard and stared in anger.
The grandfather crossed his arms across his chest, smiled contemptuously, glanced at Ye Qingtian with disdain, then took a sip of wine and whispered to himself: "Ge'er is so good because she just followed my grandmother."
"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. You are so old that you are not ashamed?"
Ye Qingtian chuckled.
The two elders started to quarrel whenever they met, and everyone around them was used to it.
Quietly, Qing Ge walked out of Xiao Mansion and walked aimlessly along the long street.
When he appeared in front of Yingwuhou's mansion, Qingge looked at the dark and gloomy streets.
That year, a carriage stopped here, an old man and a young man.
The old man had gray hair, and the girl was pale and dying.
She said her name was Moyou.
Qing Ge was sitting alone on the bluestone and white steps in front of the house, holding her face with her hands. Under the moonlight, her little face was particularly bright and charming.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in the moonlight, and the girl stared at her tenderly.
Qing Ge looked up, and in her field of vision, there was only a dark void and a strange light beam.
Mo You stood in the bright moonlight, his eyes full of complexity.
In the moonlight where Qing Ge could not see clearly, Mo You walked up to Qing Ge, bent down and placed a kiss on Qing Ge's forehead.
——My king.
——I am willing to die for you.
Moyou closed his eyes and heard a soft and regretless voice in his heart.
Qingge opened her eyes wide and looked forward. She was sitting alone in front of the Hou Mansion and saw nothing.
But at this moment, her heart seemed to have cracked, and the cracks were filled with sorrow.
Qingge raised her hand and caressed the night sky.
She couldn't see the figure, but she touched Moyou's face accurately.
Moyou smiled and his figure disappeared into the light.
Qingge still kept raising her hand to touch the night sky, her eyebrows like distant mountains were slightly raised, and her lips were pursed tightly.
Qingge fell asleep leaning on the stone pillar next to her, and a person walked in at night. Number 2 was wearing a light green gown and holding a rouge-colored cloak in his hand.
She gently and carefully covered Qingge's body with her cloak, and then sat beside her to accompany him.
Mo Xie arrived late with a blanket in his hand. He sat on the high wall and looked at No. 2 sadly. He suddenly regretted taking Qing Ge to the Colosseum. Otherwise, there would be nothing wrong with No. 2 now.
This time Mo Xie finally knew what it means to shoot oneself in the foot.
He also thought that while Ji Yue was away, he planned to poach a corner in the Four Stars, but he didn't expect that a number two would show up halfway.
Mo Xie simply covered Lao Han's legs with a fleece blanket and sat on the wall to keep watch, using his evil power to drive away the mosquitoes and flies that came at night.
If the elders of the Evil Hall knew that this man was actually using his sacred and precious evil power to drive away mosquitoes and flies, they would all be furious.
Waste... It's really such a waste... In the middle of the night, Mo Xie took out the wine gourd and sniffed the vitality of the bigu essence, and the hunger in his belly disappeared instantly.
"Lao Yue, don't be too proud. As long as you swing the hoe well, there is no corner that you can't dig out."
In an instant, Mo Xie was full of fighting spirit.
On one side, a little man appeared, standing on the wall, with beautiful eyes open and looking at Mo Xie with his head tilted.
"Hello, are you also obsessed with my mother's beauty?"