The seventh princess was alone, standing on the top of the clouds, overlooking this dynasty and this mansion in the scorching sun.
From time to time, laughter and laughter could be heard in the mansion, and the appearance of the little bun made the main hall even warmer.
After the meal, Little Baozi held his grandfather's hand and walked in the courtyard, lazily basking in the sunshine and smelling the fragrance of the flowers.
The seventh princess looked at her grandfather with sharp eyes. After a long time, her red lips opened into a disdainful smile.
A figure, as light as a swallow in the clouds, came from the east side of Four Stars and flew in front of the seventh princess.
"This slave has met the princess."
A woman dressed in blue is kneeling in the sky.
The seventh princess glanced at her sideways and asked, "Have you found out?"
"We have found out and it can be completely confirmed that Lady Chi Yan is the daughter of the King of the Seventh Palace, the fiancée of Qing Emperor's sweetheart, and the granddaughter of the King of the Seventh Palace."
The maid replied.
The eyes of the Seventh Princess flickered violently, and she pondered for a moment, but then she saw her charming and delicate features, her slender and tender hands painted with bright khao, caressing the hem of her clothes.
When she looked at her grandfather, her eyes were full of disdain and contempt.
If her grandfather's beautiful appearance and noble temperament made her fearful many years ago, then today, she seems not to take him seriously.
The mortal body of the human race seems so small and cowardly among the countless races in the world that are self-reliant by blood.
The elves are all handsome and beautiful, and they age very slowly. Unlike the human race, especially in the lower planes, being able to live for a hundred years is a blessing from God.
At this moment, the Seventh Princess is more delicate than a flower, with a pair of charming eyes, her skin is as white and smooth as a girl's, her hair is combed in a high bun, and she is wearing a lot of gorgeous hairpins. At first glance, she looks like a flower of wealth and beauty in the world.
Looking at my grandfather again, not to mention the half-aged lady, he also has snowy hair, and his eyes and cheeks are all traces of time and are full of wrinkles.
Such a person will never be able to enter the eyes of the Seventh Palace King again.
But——the eyes of the Seventh Princess became more and more sinister. At this time, Jiu Ci dragged Qing Ge out of the Ye Family Mansion, who wanted to return to Fengyue Pavilion to practice.
On the other side, Xiao Rufeng and his wife received the gift of a sword. After discovering that the hilt of the sword was hung with dragon lin hair, they excitedly came to Ye Mansion to express their gratitude.
The young master of the Mo Mansion brought a group of people. With a wave of his hand, these people climbed up the courtyard wall and pulled out all the spikes set by Qing Ge.
The maid Yin Lan moved a imperial concubine's couch and placed it in the center of the courtyard. There was a waiter holding an umbrella, while Qing Ge was reclining on the imperial concubine's couch, reading some ancient books that Mrs. Xiao had just given as a gift.
One of these ancient books is as rare as a rare book.
The author of this book is unknown, and it is unknown who wrote it. Judging from the handwriting and the age of the pages, it must be a book many years ago.
The most attractive thing about this book is that it records in detail some things about the Northern Qing Dynasty and the Southern Dream.
The pages of Nanmeng are somewhat incomplete, but the works of craftsmen of the Northern Qing Dynasty are all intact.
"Mrs. Xiao, where did you get this book?"
Qing Ge asked.
Mrs. Xiao smiled and said: "The ancestors left behind, the family was backward, and all the valuable things were looted by bandits. Only this book looked old and worthless, but it was left.
Because I often read this book, I realized that it was a dragon and phoenix tree. Seeing that the king was more interested in the affairs of the Northern Qing Dynasty, Rufeng and I specially found it and gave it to the king."
"This gift is too precious."
Qingge closed the book.
Mrs. Xiao's voice was gentle: "The sword made by my king is tied with dragon and lin hair. Compared with it, this book is nothing.
If my son is born and can be protected by the power of the King's phantom, his life will be safe and peaceful."
"Rufeng is so lucky to have such a good wife like you."
Qingge sighed.
Mrs. Xiao turned her head and looked at her husband next to her. Xiao Rufeng laughed twice and hugged his wife tightly with his long arms.
Cloud top.
The Seventh Princess raised her slender willow-shaped eyebrows, her eyes were filled with cold mist, and she sneered slightly.
She just wants to know that that day in Shenyue City, Ye Qingge tricked Xiao Cong into taking away her feather clothes and humiliating her to the point where she knelt down for a long time. Was it because of her grandfather that she did this intentionally?
Many years ago, the young grandfather was kind and beautiful, and was no match for her.
During the time when my grandfather was in Shenyue City, she indeed tortured him in every possible way.
Her methods and the cruelty of the Seventh Palace King turned a soft and kind girl into the all-powerful female King of Hell.
The seventh princess was not afraid of her grandfather's sudden appearance, but was afraid of Ye Qingge's future.
Ye Qingge is the fiancée of the Qing Emperor. She is loved by the demon gods and favored by the empress. Her own strength has unlimited potential and she is gifted. It is only a matter of time before she reaches the supreme realm.
Thinking of this, the Seventh Princess suddenly felt flustered and her cheeks turned pale, as if the blood had been drained away.
With Ye Qingge's ability, once she achieves immortality, will her Seventh Princess ever be able to turn around again?
One day I could snatch her feathers and colorful clothes and humiliate her to her knees, but the next day I could kill her and tear her flesh and blood apart! The eyes of the seventh princess were filled with scarlet, and a horrifying murderous intention emerged.
In the sky, above the cloud tops, the sky is as blue as the sea, the sun is as strong as fire, and the murderous aura passes by like a hurricane! The seventh princess and her maidservant hid in the sea of clouds, and together with that wisp of murderous aura, disappeared suddenly.
The concubine Qingge on the couch raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes were charming, and she suddenly raised her head and looked towards the sky.
"Senior Gu Long has murderous intent."
Qingge Soul Transmission whispers.
The remnant soul of the ancient dragon coughed dryly: "It's the breath of the spirit. She deliberately blocked the breath. I don't know who it is."
She sang softly, folded her hands around her chest, closed her eyes and fell asleep, and the maid brought peeled crystal grapes.
"Seventh Princess."
The song is playful and authentic.
"oh?
Are you so sure?"
"My background and my mother's background cannot be concealed deliberately. She will know it as soon as she investigates.
The current grandfather has no interest in the past. If she saw the frosty-browed grandfather, she would not be too afraid.
She will only be afraid that I will hold a grudge and one day go to immortality to take her life."
Qingge lazily opened her eyes: "What a brainless woman. If I want her to die, can she live to this day?"
However, if she seeks death, I will show no mercy."
Senior Gu Long was surprised.
Ye Yatou's tone was very arrogant, and she dared to let Princess Shenyuedu die.
However - it didn't seem strange at all to say such words from her mouth.
Gu Long even believed that if she had the intention to kill, no one would survive! "Grandma, will you always like Ye'er?"
Among the flowers, Little Baozi sat on the vine swing, smiling with his eyes narrowed.
Grandpa gently rubbed the little bun's head: "Yes."
The little bun opened his mouth and showed his teeth in a bright smile.
Grandpa looked at the little bun, his heart trembling slightly, as if he thought of something that had long been forgotten.
The memory has long been mottled, like a mirror smashed on the ground.
Every fragment is a bitter and bloody memory.
The young girl yearns for the hero who saves her.
In the end, I realized that all the disasters in the rest of my life came from the lover in my heart.
Before Yan Bingtong, my grandfather was pregnant with a child. I heard the magician from Shenyue City said that it was a boy with destiny.
Magicians have a very high status in Shenyue, but one of them is destined to be one in ten thousand years.
In the first few months, the King of the Seventh Palace would accompany her, playing gentle flute music for her at night, and putting down everything at hand during the day to stay by her grandfather's side.
At that time, the King of the Seventh Palace drew a beautiful dream for her, which made her grandfather look forward to it every day, and she was always smiling in the dream.
She thought that this life would be as warm as that time.
The King of the Seventh Palace once said that I would not marry anyone but you. You are a unique girl.
Until that day, the King of the Seventh Palace brought a beautiful woman. It was said that she was the daughter of the Sea Clan, and her status was far beyond her.
The King of the Seventh Palace said: The destiny cannot be violated. I will marry the Hai clan on behalf of Shenyuedu. It is related to the affairs of the two clans. How can I be so selfish as to refuse this matter because of the unimportant love between my children?
You are always considerate, this time, you should be considerate of me too.
Yes, as the Seventh Palace King said, my grandfather was kind and virtuous, he never dared to ask for too much, and he would also forgive others' mistakes.
It was just that once, Grandpa really didn't want to be a kind person. She even thought that it would be better to be an evil woman and refuse the appearance of this woman with green faces and fangs.
However, looking at the frowning brows of the Seventh Palace King, even though the grandfather was reluctant in every possible way, he still nodded in agreement with tears in his eyes.
"If the prince wants to take a concubine, I can't stop him."
Grandpa held his belly and wiped away the traces of tears.
The Seventh Palace King frowned: "It's not about taking concubines..."