More than a month ago, when the moon ring transformed into a staff and illuminated the Palace of Light, the moonlight gown woven by the light replaced Qingge's ink robe and fell on the northwest hillside. As for the blood stains on the ink robe,
It belonged to Lin Chong, but most of them were contaminated when low-level and intermediate-level monsters died. When Ye Qingtian saw the blood-stained ink robe everywhere, he thought Qing Ge was in danger. He already suffered from chronic diseases. In an instant,
The condition worsened to an extremely serious level, and when Qing Ge appeared, Ye Qingtian slowly recovered.
I don’t know when, Qingge became the life of this lonely old man.
A dozen or two sturdy carriages came and drove Qing Ge and his party back to the Imperial City.
Qing Ge hugs Fu Xi and rides in a carriage with Ye Qingcheng and Ye Qingtian.
Fu Xi held Qing Ge's hand like a gentleman, lowered his head and kissed the back of the white hand like a dragonfly, then put the picked moon ring on Qing Ge's ring finger. Fu Xi raised his face with a thick smile, "
Sister, you will marry me now."
Unexpectedly, before Fu Xi finished speaking, Ye Qingtian slapped the child on the back of the head and said seriously: "If you act like a gangster at a young age, won't you be going to be a bandit when you grow up?"
Fuxi rubbed the swollen bump on the back of her head in frustration.
Ye Qingtian suddenly looked at Qingge with a smile on his face, "Ge'er, I think King Dongling is good, Mo Xie is also good, and so is the man just now. What's your name, Wuyou, right? Why don't you have a polygamist?
Husband, such a good man cannot take advantage of other little bitches, and must be firmly grasped in the palm of his hand." The old man said viciously.
Qingge: "..." Hasn't her grandfather always been a gentleman? Why did he suddenly become a nasty old naughty boy?
"Well, actually Xiao Qingcheng is not bad, why don't you accept them all, it will save me from being bored every day not knowing which one to choose." Ye Qingtian glanced at Ye Qingcheng who was sitting alone holding the piano and said.
Hearing the sound, Ye Qingcheng's spine ached.
The corners of Qingge's eyes and mouth twitched crazily.
Ye Qingtian frowned and rubbed his forehead with a headache, "That boy from Beihuang is also quite good, Mu Qi from Nanhuang is also very good, Xiao Rufeng is elegant and elegant, he will definitely be a good husband in the future, that bastard Ouyang Che
He's not very talented, but he's good-looking. The leader of your Xingtian team is called Lin Chong, right? Is it interesting to you to be by your side all the time? Even an old man like me won't agree to this.
, he looks too ugly." Ye Qingtian expressed his disgust.
Lin Chonglei!
Is it because he looks ugly?
If he doesn't rely on face, that's because he has talent!
It was a soft song, rather messy in the wind, as he looked at the eloquent Ye Qingtian.
After returning to Ye Mansion, Ye Qingtian went into the kitchen and worked hard for a long time. At midnight, he actually made five or six tables of Manchu and Han banquets. Most people came to the dinner table and were full of praises.
Qingge narrowed her eyes and joked: "It seems that I will never die of poverty. When grandpa comes to the kitchen, gold and silver will continue to enter his pocket."
Ye Qingtian was relieved to see Qingge enjoying the food.
Beihuang raised the luminous cup filled with wine and said, "Not everyone can eat the food cooked by the Great Elder of the Second Sword Spiritual Master himself."
"Indeed." Qing Ge nodded heavily and said, "Your Majesty, I don't want you to pay a lot for food, half of the national treasury is yours."
Beihuang: "..."
Does the implication mean that if he eats two meals, the treasury will be gone?
If it weren't for Ye Qingcheng's presence, Beihuang would have rubbed oil on his feet and run away if he wanted to admire the beauty for a while longer.
Use the treasury to eat?
He is not so luxurious yet.
But then again, why do other people's ministers always think about their own monarch and want to stuff gold and silver mountains into the national treasury? Why does his prince always have the national treasury in his mind?
"Hey, isn't this plum wine?" Yin Liangsha, who came all night to eat Ye Qingtian's meal, picked up the white jade cup, shook it a few times, glanced at Qingge, and said: "Half a year ago, in the Beiyue Empire,
All the plum wine has been bought by someone. If you don't buy it, that person will rob it. Even the master of making plum wine has been invited away. Therefore, for nearly half a year, there are no plums in the Beiyue Empire.
With the existence of wine, I never expected that I would be able to feast my eyes upon it when I came to Ye Mansion. Tonight, it was indeed not in vain. Qing Ge, it seems that by following you, I can rise to glory and wealth."
Qingge raised her eyebrows. She knew more or less about plum wine. It was no secret that she loved plum wine. After Ye Qingtian and Ye Wuhen found out, they stuffed the city's plum wine with them.
He moved to Ye's house and built a cellar specifically to store plum wine.
Aventurine held up the wine glass to the bright moon, pondered for a moment, pursed her lips and gave a melancholy smile, and opened her thin lips lightly, like a flowing spring, gentle and sweet, "The plum rain is falling, the summer breeze is gentle, the peach blossoms are burning in the willows. Fish play in the pavilion pavilion
The lotus, the gauze is thin, knows the taste of wine, and the girl will be drunk for three days with a smile."
The half-drunk and half-awakened man stood up, approached Qingge with frivolous steps, leaned against the crystal table, looked at her with a smile, and toasted, "The Marquis is so courageous, and he will not be outdone by women. I would like to propose a toast to you."
He never mentioned his title of king in front of Qing Ge. He put himself on an equal footing with her, hoping that one day, she would be able to accommodate him in her sight.
He didn't know love when he was young, but when he suddenly realized it, the girl he longed for was locked in a private life with someone else.
But the emotion that was as strong as wine could not be stopped. Even if he was doomed, he would stumble and collapse the southern wall.
I sing softly and my mind is melancholy, turning over and over again and again.
After a long while, she directly picked up the crystal clear wine bottle and touched it with the luminous cup of Aventurine. "King Aventurine is brave in military strategy and has the world in his heart. I admire him."
After saying this, she raised her head, raised the wine bottle, and poured it down.
A line spread out from the spout of the pot, and it accurately fell into Qingge's mouth.
Plum wine is most famous for its mixed feelings and five flavors, including three parts sweet and sour, three parts fragrant and mellow, three parts bitter and one part strong.
Life is often like this, with mixed joys and mixed blessings and misfortunes.
Some people are brilliant, and some people are rusty.
Who knows who will be proud of the situation thirty years later?
Tonight is destined to be endless drunkenness.
Aventurine seemed to be possessed by a maniac, he kept drinking wine to drown his sorrows, but he only became more sorrowful.
Aventurine leaned close to Qingge's ear, smiling brightly, but his eyes were full of melancholy. He breathed like a blue and asked, "The people who stand by you must like you more than me, otherwise, I will be sad."
The melancholy man never knows the meaning of being explicit, but he confesses frankly.
He smiled, his eyes flashing coldly.
The night is enchanting, who can tell whether it’s tears or wine?
The jade-shattered man is not homeless, but cannot find a home.
He is a hero who came riding on colorful auspicious clouds, and he will not be a deserter. He just wants to protect the girl for his whole life and be able to chop durians with his bare hands.