Ye Xuanji's heart to follow Qing Ge has never wavered, nor does she care about the rumors.
Ye Xuanji looked at Qingge firmly, and slowly clenched her hands under her sleeves.
If we were to follow Qingge in the past, it was for Nanzhou, for Ye's father, and for the potential of the Eastern Emperor, but now, Ye Xuanji's heart is as hot as fire, and her soul is trembling slightly.
She wants to be like the empress.
The afternoon passed quickly. Qing Ge gave instructions to hundreds of people. The practitioners who had entered the Dongzhou Square all showed smiles of satisfaction when they left.
After finishing the day's trip, Qingge walked out of the square, stretched out her hand towards Ji Yue, and grinned brightly.
She vaguely discovered that Ji Yue might know something.
but……
There is no turning back for her.
I have never regretted saving the goddess and giving up being a spiritual teacher. In fact, among the three main professions, Qingge prefers spiritual practice to spiritual cultivation and dark energy. She enjoys using her thoughts to control everything in the world, and she enjoys using her mind to control everything in the world.
Listen to the increasingly powerful and solid voice of spiritual power, and indulge in every thunder.
Overcoming the tribulation.
At this moment, her damaged soul will become her lifelong regret.
From now on, she can use her aura to kill people and turn into the most evil demon in the dark night, but she can no longer touch the spiritual realm.
The moment she held Ji Yue's hand, the smile on Qing Ge's face gradually faded and she looked at Ji Yue in surprise.
Ji Yue's hands were as cold as river water on a cold night...
Ji Yue had endless anger in her heart, and the beast hidden in the deepest part of her soul roared and roared, seeming to tear the world apart, but his face was as cold as frost, and he remained motionless, looking deeply at Qing Ge with his deep, dark eyes.
Sure enough...
Qingge lowered her eyes and turned her head, sighing softly. Her Ah Yue was really angry.
Ji Yue turned her face to look at the sunset, her face was sullen and silent, her eyes were like ancient wells and cold pools, and there seemed to be a storm beneath the calmness, as if she was trying her best to hold back something.
He had never blamed Qingge. After all, it was the woman he had loved for so many years. How could he be willing to blame her? It was just that he hated himself for being too negligent and not discovering the loopholes in the spirit-removing needle and not noticing the damage to her soul.
Come to think of it, she must have tried her best to pretend to have a normal and full soul state, and she just didn't want him to worry.
Such a good girl happened to be met by him. In his last life, he might have saved Kaitian from chaos.
The cultivators around him looked over with thief-like eyes, looking at Qing Ge and then at Ji Yue, wondering who this man was and how he dared to be disrespectful to the empress.
Even Xue Nu, Jiu Ci and others were a little confused. Why did they retreat and bring back a male favorite?
Everyone in the world knows that the Empress is very cruel. A man with such a cold and cold attitude will definitely anger the Empress. A group of people are waiting for the Empress to show off her power.
Even if a man is evil and handsome, and is worthy of being a man's favorite, the man who can become a king has his eyes set high. There are three thousand beautiful men in the world, why hang themselves on a tree?
When everyone who was watching the show thought that the empress would show off her face and leave, they saw that the empress changed her usual majesty, narrowed her eyes and showed her teeth, smiled brightly, jumped on the man, and hugged him like an octopus.
"I'm tired." Qingge tilted her head and blinked at Ji Yue, her eyes reflecting Ji Yue's face.
Ji Yue always had a calm face, but she couldn't bear to push her sweetheart away, hugging her and walking back.
The cultivators around him were all shocked, their jaws dropped to the ground in shock, and they all looked at Ji Yue suspiciously, their heads full of confusion.
Everyone knows that the East Emperor and the talented and beautiful master of the Yeshen Palace are a perfect match. When the Yeshen Palace was in danger, it was the Eastern Emperor who stood in the way, turned things around, and saved the Yeshen Palace and Dongzhou.
When Ji Yue took her away, the chattering sounds of passers-by rang in her ears——
"It is said that the story of the East Emperor and the Lord of the Palace of the Night God is both evocative and touching. The two remained loyal to each other until death. Unexpectedly, time is like a knife, ruthless and cruel."
"This woman really changes her mind immediately after she gets power and money. Now she only listens to the new people laughing, but who can see the old people crying?"
"The most beautiful thing in life is to get promoted and get rich at the end of your husband's life. Emperor Dong, I am so disappointed in you. How can you leave the Lord of the Palace of the God of Night?"
"The trace of Lord Ye Shen is hard to find, and his life and death are uncertain. We can't let the majestic East Emperor remain a widow. Besides, what king doesn't have three thousand beautiful men by his side?"
"..."
When Ji Yue heard the noise, the corners of her mouth twitched, her face twitched, and she reluctantly stayed away from the crowd.
Get promoted, get rich and kill your husband...
Who are these people?
Qingge nestled in Ji Yue's arms, originally burying her face in Ji Yue's chest. Suddenly, when no one was paying attention, she quietly raised her face and blinked her bright, clear eyes, "Are you still angry?"
"Can I be angry?" Ji Yue asked.
"Yes." Qingge nodded like a child. She was so well-behaved that she didn't look like an empress.
"If anything happens, tell me and we will face it together." Ji Yue said helplessly: "I will find the King of Medicine and transfer the spirit-removing needle to me. Don't carry it alone."
"Cannot be transferred."
"Can't? Why?" "My current soul state cannot accept the transfer of the spirit-removing needle. Even if the sacred grass reappears in the world, there is no way to melt the spirit-removing needle. In other words, my soul will slowly get used to the spirit-removing needle.
Needle, forcibly removing the spirit-removing needle will cause the soul to collapse.
Collapse."
The ten spiritual eradication needles will accompany her throughout her life.
Ji Yue stopped, closed her eyes, hugged her and stood behind the crowd.
He looked calm and calm, without the thunderous fury as imagined.
Qingge stretched out her hands and put her arms around Ji Yue's neck, burying her face in Ji Yue's neck, "Ah Yue, I was wrong."
If the person who did this was Ji Yue, she would definitely go crazy.
Qingge can understand Ji Yue's anger, just as she knows how much Ji Yue loves her.
Ji Yue slowly opened her eyes, and the sides of her narrow eye sockets were dark red, gradually turning bloodshot. She was obviously so angry that she was about to turn into a crazy devil, and she could no longer suppress the killing in her soul.
He has never been a kind person, but he put away his butcher knife after meeting her, and at this moment, his anger seemed to reach the sky and burn the earth.
He stood here, motionless, looking at her in an indescribable way with his bloodshot eyes.
Qing Ge felt guilty and distressed...
"Ayue..." Qingge curled her lips and pulled the clothes on Jiyue's shoulders, "I won't be like this anymore."
"Don't forget, I am the one who wants to be your husband." Ji Yue touched her forehead and conveyed her hot feelings to her.
Qingge's heart beats loudly, and her eyes slightly open.
They were already an old married couple, but her heart was still beating fast inadvertently.
His tone was as gentle as the autumn wind and spring rain, crushing the strong wind, and he was never willing to hurt her. Qing Ge touched his forehead with his forehead, rubbed Ji Yue's forehead, bit Ji Yue's lips, and suddenly smiled:
"You have always been my husband, Ah Yue, only you."