Two maroon horses tore through the sky, and at the break of dawn, they stormed towards the Imperial City at an astonishing speed.
In front of the city gate, people crowded together.
Qingge pulled the reins, looked back at Qingsha Yao, then carried Ye Yu and jumped over the city wall.
Qingsha Yao followed immediately, one step behind, one step behind.
The fierce horse under Qingge was spinning. Seeing Qingsha Yao's annoyed expression, she smiled and said, "The monk from Nanhua Temple is waiting for you."
Hearing this, Qingsha Yao's face turned dark and she snorted.
After returning to Ye Mansion, Ye Qingtian cooked a large table of meals. After Qingge changed into clean clothes, he jumped over, took a spoonful of delicious soup and put it into his mouth. He narrowed his eyes and licked his lips, and couldn't help but
The earth gave a thumbs up to Ye Qingtian.
Colorful, delicious, and delicious!
Ye Qingtian was playing with the dishes and chopsticks, and his ears twitched slightly. When he heard someone eating secretly, he immediately glared at him fiercely, "Wuhen, you brat are eating secretly again?"
Seeing that it was Qingge, Ye Qingtian was stunned for a while, then scratched the back of his head with a bright smile on his face, "Qingge, you are here, hurry up, eat more, how thin have you become?"
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Qingge: "..."
Ye Wuhen, who had just crossed the threshold, burst into tears when he heard these words.
They both have the last name Ye, so why is there such a big difference?
"Grandpa..." Ye Wuhen stood behind Ye Qingtian and shouted resentfully.
Ye Qingtian trembled, turned around suddenly, and glared at Ye Wuhen, "You are pretending to be a ghost in broad daylight, do you want to scare grandpa to death?"
Ye Wuhen: "..."
"Grandpa, can we eat now?" Ye Yu pulled out the crystal chair and sat down.
"No." Ye Qingtian said: "There is one last soup. The little disciple I trained is making it in the kitchen."
Qingge was surprised, "Little disciple?"
She actually didn't know when Ye Qingtian got a little disciple.
Mentioning his little disciple, Ye Qingtian's eyebrows danced with pride.
Seeing Ye Qingtian's demeanor, Qingge became a little curious about what kind of person the so-called little disciple was.
"Here he comes, my little disciple is here." Ye Qingtian shouted.
Qing Ge looked towards the corridor connected to the kitchen. The door at the front was already open. A man in white clothes wearing gloves came in carrying a porcelain bowl filled with soup. When he saw Qing Ge, he blinked uncharacteristically, as if
Begonias bloom in full bloom in a room.
The song is embarrassing.
The majestic King Dongling became the chef of her night mansion?
Singing softly and looking at the blue sky at night.
The instigator came forward and took a deep sniff of the fresh soup, then nodded and praised: "The so-called famous teacher gives birth to a great apprentice, and he is indeed my beloved apprentice, Ye Qingtian. With such skill, he can be said to be a top chef.
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The corners of Qingge's mouth twitched unnaturally.
Ye Yu glanced at Qingge, subconsciously walked to Qingge, and whispered softly: "During your absence, King Dongling often came to accompany grandpa, and King Dongling stayed up all night to prepare the food for the engagement banquet.
Handled by one hand.”
I have to say that Qing Ge was quite shocked when he heard these words.
Maybe, he just wanted to give her the best within his ability.
Qing Ge bit her lip——
Aventurine placed the soup bowl in the middle of the crystal table, and then chose a seat closest to Ye Qingtian to sit down.
After Ye Qingtian moved his chopsticks, everyone began to eat and pick up the vegetables with gusto. Qingsha Yao drank a large bowl of soup, then pressed the bowl on the table, licking the soup at the corner of her lips with her fragrant tongue, which was very tempting.
Since she can remember, Qingsha Yao has stayed in the dark Qingsha clan, eating pills that have little nutrition but will not make people feel hungry. Today is the first time she has eaten in a real sense. It is enjoyable and very warm.
Make her extremely sentimental.
Ye Wuhen was sitting diagonally across from the Qingsha Demon, seemingly focused on the braised fish on the table in front of him, but in fact he was observing the Qingsha Demon with his peripheral vision.
He has always been stoic and has never been tempted by anyone, because his parents' concern and even the word love are deeply abhorred. However, the appearance of Qingsha Yao is not bright enough to illuminate the corner of his heart that he knows deeply, but it is full of
She has a fatal attraction that makes him unable to look away from her.
His heart seemed to beat only for her.
Ye Qingtian glanced at Ye Wuhen with sly eyes, then at Qingsha Demon, then narrowed his eyes, chuckled, and asked: "Qingsha, is the taste of this food satisfactory?"
Qingsha Yao was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said with a smile: "Grandpa Ye, it's very good."
The smile on Ye Qingtian's face continued to deepen. Qingsha Yao looked at the smile like a chrysanthemum blooming on the old man's face, and felt a little scared in her heart.
"Is it time to get haircut?"
Ye Qingtian asked maliciously, like a wretched uncle who abducted a minor.
Because Ye Qingtian is Ye Qingge's most beloved grandfather, the kind of grandfather-grandson feeling also moved Qingsha Yao. She was not wary of this seemingly amiable and friendly old man, so she replied: "He's already grown up."
"The haircut ceremony means coming of age. Since the little Yaoer has already reached the hairpin age, she is not far away from getting married. I wonder if the little Yaoer has a man she admires? Grandpa will be your matchmaker."
Ye Qingtian patted his chest solemnly, and a gleam flashed in his scheming eyes.
Although Ye Wuhen was not his biological grandson, he could be regarded as someone he had watched grow up. He could see Ye Wuhen's thoughts very clearly like a mirror.
Marry——
Qingsha Yao frowned.
The topic jumps too fast, but everything seems to be very logical.
Ye Wuhen continued to stare at the plate of braised fish, and pricked up his ears to listen to Qingsha Yao's answer. Perhaps due to nervousness and excitement, his ears turned red, and his heart beat very fast, as if it was about to burst out of his belly.
Qingge raised her eyebrows, her eyes were smiling, and her gaze lingered on Ye Qingtian and Ye Wuhen, looking coldly and deeply into a pair of melancholy eyes.
Qingge is afraid of looking at aventurine——
Aventurine's eyes are too melancholy, especially the black tear mole under the eyelids, which makes people feel pity when they look at it.
Every time he looked into Aventurine's amber eyes, Qingge would feel guilty even if he hadn't done anything wrong.
Aventurine would make a great husband.
Being loved by such a person is an extremely lucky thing, but if it is just wishful thinking, it will be as heavy as a mountain of guilt.
Not being able to respond to his feelings seemed to be a serious sin.
Qingge has wondered many times, if it were not for Ji Yue, would she be standing next to Aventurine Cod or Mo Xie?
Who knows——
However, once you care about someone, the flowers bloom undefeated.
Here, Qingsha Yao is ready to answer Ye Qingtian's question.
"The man I admire?" she repeated softly.
Ye Wuhen's heart rose to his throat because of these few tones.