In the Green Water Pavilion, there were only the sounds of the dancers gasping in panic and the sound of singing and drinking. Others did not dare to express their anger.
The city lord secretly looked at Qingge, nodded, and then returned his gaze to Lan Wu and Mei Qingchen. His dazzling eyes were half-squinted. This time, the focus of his plan was on these two people. However,
The appearance of Ye Qingge and Gongzi Ji completely disrupted his plan, so he had to think long term.
When the secret guard went to find the people from the Qianjinbang branch, the city lord picked up the white jade cup full of wine and raised a toast to Jin Chanzi: "Master Jin Chanzi, when Hua'er goes to the Weapon Refining Guild, the journey is long and the time is very long.
, please take care of me, Master."
"This is natural." Jin Chanzi held up the wine, toasted it from afar, and drank it happily.
The atmosphere seems to have relaxed a bit.
"Hua'er, when you leave Shengluo City in the future, you must restrain your temper and don't let the master down." The city lord said.
Ji Hua respectfully picked up the wine, stood up, and saluted: "Father, my child will never disappoint anyone."
"So, very good." The city lord nodded happily.
Ji Hua sat back on the soft chair, looked at Qingge, and said with a smile: "Miss Ye, in the past two years, your reputation has become more and more popular, and Ji admires her very much."
Qing Ge put down the wine glass, her face was rosy, and a cold and sharp sword appeared in her hazy eyes. She turned her head slightly and fixed her eyes on Ji Hua, "Young Master Ji, you are so grateful."
"Miss Ye is so humble." Ji Hua said, "I went to Beiyue five years ago and had a chance encounter with the girl."
"Oh?" Five years ago, Qingge was still a mercenary, and the person Ji Hua met should be the original owner.
Ji Hua smiled and stopped talking.
At that time, he happened to see Ye Qingge crawling into the palace from the dog hole, just to see her fiancé, the young prince Bei Yueming, but she was kicked out by the palace people with a broom. Her pitiful little face was covered with half a mask.
The purple birthmark on his face made him look ferocious, but his eyes seemed to be the purest sweet spring in the world, clear and clean without any impurities.
Ji Hua remembered those eyes, that look, which was obviously full of scars, but still clear, stubborn yet weak, bright yet dim.
I heard that she was the third young lady of the Ye Mansion and the most beloved granddaughter of the great elder Ye Qingtian, yet she made herself so miserable that she followed Bei Yueming like a little tail.
Ji Hua looked at Qing Ge's fair and flawless face and felt in a daze. Five years later, things had changed. The weak and useless waste at the time had become a beautiful and noble king. Standing beside her was the best and most powerful man in the world.
"Miss Ye, you can rise from such a situation and become the king of the four empires. The hardships along the way are hard for ordinary people to imagine." Ji Hua raised a drink to greet her.
He was a transparent person, and through Ye Qingge's dazzling, luxurious and gorgeous coat, he saw her unknown experience.
The world only says that she is lucky, but how can they know how much she has paid to have everything she has now!
I have to say that Qingge was moved by Ji Hua's words.
She curled her lips and smiled, toasted Ji Hua with a glass of wine, and then said: "To each other, the young master's current achievements in weapon refining cannot be achieved overnight."
Sparks bloomed in Ji Hua's gloomy eyes, and every word Qing Ge said was like a whip hitting his body, stimulating his cold blood, causing pain and joy.
If we have close friends on the sea, we will be close to each other in the end of the world.
Facing Qing Ge, he felt as if he had met Qing Ge late.
Qingge smiled, regardless of the status of the city lord, Ji Hua was worth getting along with.
When Ji Yue saw Qingge and Ji Hua flirting with each other, she got annoyed and snorted. She squeezed Qingge's hand so hard as punishment that she wished she could break the bones in it. After it turned red, she felt heartbroken and her heart was filled with pain.
Slightly suffocating, he gently rubbed the red part of Qingge's white and tender palms.
On the back of the hand, there are bloody flowers blooming.
Ji Yue's eyes were so drowning that they seemed to be dripping with water.
That was the mark of the Demon King that he gave to her.
Qingge looked dumbfounded as she looked at Ji Yue's eyes that were sometimes angry, sometimes doting, and sometimes gentle.
Man, it's so complicated.
Only she can tolerate this moody man.
I really don't know what he will do without her.
Even though he thought so, the smile at the corner of his mouth never faded, and the ice and snow in his dark eyes turned into lingering tenderness.
The two people's intimate behavior was not concealed, and everyone in the Green Water Pavilion could see it clearly. The girls' faces turned red with shame, and the men secretly sighed that Ye Qingge was a beauty. A person like Ji Yue could dominate with just one look.
The world is under heaven, but for the sake of a woman, I am willing to be restrained by others.
What a pity, what a pity——
"I heard that Miss Ye can also refine weapons. I happened to encounter a bottleneck in the refinement of weapons these days. How about asking the girl to give me some advice after the dinner?" Ji Hua said sincerely. He had accidentally obtained a Qingge refiner.
The dagger made by the master, that jet-black dagger, although not awe-inspiring and upright, has a unique charm, balancing good and evil. It does not have exquisite embroidery, but it is thick inside and carries murderous intent.
At that time, Ji Hua wanted to see what kind of person he was who could make such a contradictory weapon.
Now that he saw it, he was not disappointed.
Hearing this sentence, Qingge's drinking movements froze slightly, and then smiled. Behind Ji Hua was Master Jin Chan, who was the young master of Shengluo City and the future heir. When he said these words, apart from his sincerity
The thing is, she also wants others to respect her.
"I can't compare to you young master when it comes to refining weapons, but it's okay to discuss the Heart Sutra of refining weapons." Qingge said.
Ji Hua nodded, his eyes becoming more and more appreciative.
If it weren't for the fact that Qing Ge was a woman and that there was Ji Yue who was eyeing her, Ji Hua would have wanted to drag Qing Ge away immediately and talk loudly about how to refine weapons.
The city lord looked at his son thoughtfully, as if thinking whether Ji Hua's friendship with Ye Qingge would bring advantages or disadvantages to him.
Ji Hua frowned, approached the city lord, lowered his voice and said: "Father, I don't know what you want to do tonight, but don't provoke Ye Qingge. She is not someone easy to provoke. At least, in the past two years, I have not provoked her.
People are either dead or disabled."
"Are you questioning whether your father's ability is as good as that of a girl?" The city lord smiled instead of getting angry.
Ji Hua was silent for a moment and then said: "There are talented people from generation to generation who have led the way for hundreds of years. Father, you are getting old."
The city lord was surprised and said, "You are really a good son to your father."
"Ye Qingge is not a kind person, but he values love and justice. For such a person, you must either become her friend or have nothing to do with her. Her enemies will end up miserable."
Based on his understanding of his father, something will definitely happen tonight.
He didn't know who the city lord had set his sights on, but it was rare for him to meet a close friend, and he didn't want this friendship to be strangled in the cradle before they met.
During the Boya period, one could find a close friend in the high mountains and flowing water. It was possible to meet but not to seek.