In the blink of an eye, the owner of the Tianji Tower and Wen Min led thousands of Tianji masters to the ivory tower to greet the distinguished guests in the building.
The Master of Ziyun Palace, the Seventh Princess of Shenyue, and Jiang Ruyan from the Changbai Immortal Clan rode the wind and landed on the flat ground in front of the ivory tower.
Xu Wenfeng looked towards the sky, frowned, then turned to Qing Ge, bowed his hands and said: "Empress, your destiny star is covered by people, and other Tianji masters cannot detect the signs of your destiny star for the time being.
However, I discovered something strange about it.
If what I think is correct, the empress's life star is already the evil star.
Yun Yuexia and Shiyin both lost their stars, and Fuxi alone could not change the demon stars.
The Wangxing Hall is about to open, please take care."
Qing Ge nodded and smiled slightly.
"Sir, I finally found you."
The young attendant came from outside the Gospel Compound: "The host and deputy host Wen are looking for you. The distinguished guests have arrived, and the young master has to go receive them."
"I am coming."
Xu Wenfeng walked out of the corridor in one step, stopped after a few steps, looked back, and looked at Ye Qingcheng with a smile: "I have a lot of things to do, and I can't accompany you for the time being. Don't feel lonely, I will be back soon."
Ye Qingcheng tugged at her lips, sneered coldly, and turned her head to look away, her eyes full of disgust.
Xu Wenfeng smiled and said: "One day, the girl is willing to smile for me. I'm waiting for that day. I believe it won't be too long."
After Xu Wenfeng left, Ye Qingcheng gritted her teeth and said, "This man is shameless."
Qingge looked at Ye Qingcheng and smiled without saying a word.
"Empress, the demon star he called..." Ye Qingcheng said.
"It's okay, Qingcheng, don't worry."
Singing softly.
Qingge returned to the room, took a shower and changed clothes.
When a distinguished guest came to visit, everyone wanted to look familiar, but Qing Ge took his time and changed into the empress' formal attire.
It was a bright yellow dragon robe, the shirt was wrapped close to the body, like a cheongsam, and the cloak swayed on the floor, shining brightly.
She, who always wore her hair casually, wore her hair in a high bun.
Snow-white and soft hands pushed open the door.
Everyone in Dongzhou has been waiting for a long time.
The door opened and everyone looked up.
Qing Ge, who was wearing the official uniform of the empress, slowly walked out from between the two doors.
The pearls and jade in her hair are shaking, and the gold hairpin is dazzling.
Di Yungui looked at Qing Ge with a light in his eyes.
Jiu Ci was idle, shaking the fan in his hand. Suddenly he looked intently, and stopped shaking the fan. A sentence suddenly came to his mind: I have a sister in my family who is as beautiful as a fairy.
Ye Jingfeng smiled, the corners of his eyes were moist. After many years, the daughter of his family had really grown up and was no longer a child.
Now, she is able to stand alone as the Empress of the Heavenly Realm, with thousands of horses and troops under her command, hundreds of civil and military officials, and countless believers.
Their faith is her name.
The stunning look in Mo You's eyes was fleeting.
Normally, the empress would have captivated the country without even applying any makeup. Now, in her gorgeous attire, she was attending the event in all her splendor, making her stand out among the crowd.
Ye Qingcheng carried Fu Xiqin behind him and was about to walk towards Qing Ge when Mo You arrived first.
Moyou stretched out his hand, Qingge looked at her, then put his hand on the back of Moyou's hand, and walked together towards the ivory tower in the north of the building.
Ye Qingcheng looked at his empty hands and felt quite disappointed. Then he forced a smile and hugged Fu Xiqin again.
Most of the other people's weapons were carried on their backs, but Ye Qingcheng always held them in her arms.
I don't know since when, her chest felt cold every day, as if she had been poured with ice water, filling her heart and lungs to the brim.
She is a completely insecure person, and only by holding Fu Xiqin tightly in her arms can she feel a trace of warmth.
In her life, only the empress seemed to be important.
But she did not dare to expose her emotions to the empress, as she did not want to bring any trouble to the empress.
Every time she saw the empress having followers around her, she would be happy, but mostly sad.
There are countless stars and moons beside the empress, there are countless nights, but she only has one empress.
Ye Qingcheng knew that this was wrong, but he couldn't control his heartbreaking emotions.
Wandering on the edge of pain, every moment is worse than death.
"Qingcheng..." An ethereal and elegant voice sounded. Ye Qingcheng looked up in a daze.
The empress wearing a dragon robe waved to her with a calm and gentle smile: "Come here."
Ye Qingcheng was filled with joy, and these four words were like an unexpected heavy rain, washing away the gloom in her heart.
It turns out that cloudy skies can really turn into sunny skies and rainbow lights suddenly appear in a moment.
Ye Qingcheng's eyes were slightly red, and she sniffed dissatisfiedly. She froze on the spot and looked at Qing Ge with confusion.
Liu Yan'er laughed out loud, bumped Ye Qingcheng a few times with her elbow, and said, "Hey, why are you so stunned that you can't get over?
Look, the Empress only has eyes for you, she is really jealous."
Ye Qingcheng grinned, carrying Fu Xiqin behind her back, restraining her excitement, and her pace changed from slow to fast, the happiness already overflowing on her expression.
Qingge held Ye Qingcheng's hand, smiled and smoothed Ye Qingcheng's hair: "She is a big girl, and she is still frizzy."
Ye Qingcheng lowered her head and choked with sobs.
"Let's go."
Singing softly.
Ye Qingcheng only knew that the empress had countless relatives and friends, but she did not know that there would always be a special place reserved for Ye Qingcheng.
She watched Ye Qingcheng grow up with her own eyes, from a down-and-out young lady who was bullied to the now-famous piano god.
Qing Ge also has delicate emotions and understands Ye Qingcheng's caution. Even if she cannot care about Ye Qingcheng all the time, she can still send her warmth at critical moments.
Liu Yan'er leaned against Long Shitian, resting her chin on Long Shitian's shoulder. She sighed deeply and looked at the excited Ye Qingcheng enviously: "What kind of weird girl do you think this is? Is she?"
Admiring the empress?
Those who didn't know better thought she was the empress's little wife.
I'm afraid that by then there will be rumors outside that our empress has changed her habits again and no longer likes thirteen-year-old boys, but some cold beauties."
Long Shitian looked at Liu Yan'er helplessly: "Qingcheng is still a child, why are you jealous of her?"
"I am also a child, and I also want to hold hands."
Liu Yaner said.
The corner of Long Shitian's mouth twitched and he almost vomited. A woman who calls herself "Master" all day long pretends to be coquettish. It is thousands of times more terrifying than her ancestor crawling out of the grave.
Qing Ge walked out of the gospel compound, and Chu Changge, Jiu Ci, Xue Nu and other Dongzhou cultivators hurried to follow.
This team was small in number, but it showed the majesty of God.
The majestic momentum is like thunder in the sky, like a group of tigers descending the mountain, heading towards the highest place of Tianji Tower: the ivory tower.
On the ivory tower, the owners of Tianji Building, Wen Min, and Xu Wenfeng led everyone to welcome Jiang Ruyan and several distinguished guests.
"Miss Jiang, I didn't expect you to come to the Heavenly Realm of the Gods. What a coincidence between you and me."
The Seventh Princess said: "I haven't seen her for many years. Miss Jiang has grown so big. She is as graceful as a flower and jade. She is really the most beautiful woman in a thousand tribes."