"Xue'er!" Su Linglong saw Ye Ruoxue lying on the ground, panicked, and hurried over, helped Ye Ruoxue sit down on the stone bench aside, and asked: "What's going on?"
"Ye Chuyue, kill her." Ye Ruoxue's eyes were as cold as frost, and her small cheeks were full of murderous intent.
"Is it her?" Su Linglong gritted her teeth: "Don't she have no martial arts roots? How can she be your opponent?"
"All these years of foolishness are just an act." Ye Ruoxue sneered: "We underestimated her."
"What about your sister? Do you really want to send her to Dongyang Country?" Su Linglong frowned.
Ye Ruoxue said coldly: "Ye Ningyan has to go. She has too many flaws. If we don't clear up the relationship in time, we will all be killed by her."
"It seems that I have to write a letter to Shenxuan Academy." Ye Ruoxue looked at the vast night, the murderous look in her eyes was extremely fierce!
When the mother and daughter were talking in the pavilion, they did not notice a figure on the wall of the adjacent courtyard.
Wearing a purple robe, the noble and elegant Uncle Seven Emperors stood with his hands behind his back, like an emperor looking down at the mountains and rivers.
Everything that happens in Qingliang Pavilion can be seen at a glance!
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North wing.
When Chu Yue came closer, she saw Xiaobao.
The moonlight is bright and falls leisurely.
Xiaobao was dressed in coarse clothes, sitting on the stone pier outside the dilapidated courtyard gate, with his elbows on his knees and his cheeks in his palms. His jewel-like purple eyes looked expectantly at the end of the Ye Mansion trail.
The sound of footsteps on the trail made Xiaobao's eyes light up. The moment he saw Chu Yue, he stood up ecstatically.
Seemingly feeling rude and afraid of the other person's rejection and alienation, Xiaobao controlled his emotions and asked cautiously: "Mother, are you back? Xiaobao made soup for you."
Chu Yue couldn't bear the child's cleverness and cleverness.
She has always been alone and has her own way. Her road is bloody and full of endless battles. She has a drag bottle with her, which affects her ability to wield the sword to the end of the world.
"The wind is so strong, why are you waiting outside?" Chu Yue held the child's cold hand and frowned.
Xiaobao grinned happily, "I want to see my mother as soon as possible."
The softest part of Chu Yue's heart trembled slightly.
Crunch.
Pushing open the courtyard door, Chu Yue smelled the strong aroma of soup as soon as she entered. Xiaobao was not very young, but he had excellent cooking skills.
If it weren't for Xiaobao, Ye Chuyue would have died of starvation long ago.
The aroma of soup flowing in the air was mixed with a touch of blood.
Chu Yue stared at it, and in the small basket in front of the door, there lay a purple fox covered with scars, looking sad and charming.
"What is this?" Chu Yue asked.
"Mom, this is what I picked up just now. I thought it was about to die and felt so pitiful, so I brought it back." Xiaobao replied anxiously.
Once upon a time, he picked up an injured rabbit and was beaten with a bamboo stick by his mother all afternoon.
Chu Yue walked to the front of the basket, squatted down, picked up two slender white fingers, lifted the injured little fox, put it in front of her eyes and shook it for a few times. The purple fox was so dizzy that she gradually regained consciousness.
Consciousness, he opened his eyes with difficulty, revealing a pair of purple pupils, and he was caught off guard and saw Chu Yue's enlarged face.
"Well, what an ugly woman."
Instead of staring at him with big eyes, Chu Yue said in surprise: "He's still a talking beast?"
Ye Mohan: "..." He was a majestic emperor with divine veins, the chosen son of heaven, but he was called a beast by an ugly woman?