Mo Xie leaned on the bed, looked at his parents, and smiled slightly.
When he was going to the city lord's mansion, Mo Yuntian and Su Ya didn't support him. They didn't value fame and fortune, and thought that life was as long as they lived comfortably. Besides, Luohua City was too dangerous and not suitable for Mo Xie, but Mo Xie insisted on going.
Yuntian and his wife had no choice but to let him go.
This time, when they saw the wounds on Mo Xie's body, how could the two of them not be angry?
Mo Xie did not return home for a long time, and Mo Yuntian and Su Ya were naturally worried and worried.
Seeing that Mo Xie didn't say anything, Mo Yuntian glared at his stupid son fiercely and did not ask again.
Outside, Qingge leaned against the seat, stretching out his slender, white and snow-like hand, holding an exquisite tea cup in his hand.
Dongling Cod said, "Let's have some tea."
Qingge took the teacup and took a sip.
Qingge looked at her hands and was stunned. The blood on her hands had dried up and condensed into dark brown.
Qingge walked to the courtyard to wash his hands and washed the blood.
She lowered her eyes, and a pair of silver-wire soft boots appeared in front of her. Qingge's eyes flashed slightly, and she saw her lifting her head and looking at the person coming.
The man was dressed in white, with skin as cream as cream, and his delicate collarbone was exposed, tempting and holy. She held an oil-paper umbrella, half-tied black hair, and a bamboo hairpin was inserted obliquely. The woman's face was covered with a thin veil.
It is like a misty mist that is difficult to dissipate. On the veil, the bright eyes are clear and cold, hiding the meaning of coldness.
She looked up at the sky, then looked at Qingge, lifted the veil on her face, smiled like a flower, and said, "It seems that it is raining."
"Smile..."
Ye Qingcheng took out a sapphire and wiped off the water stains on the singer.
"After you broke through the Second Sword Spirit Master, Qianjin List attaches great importance to you. Let me come to you. Not to mention that you can cooperate with you, at least, Qianjin List will not stand opposite you." Ye Qingcheng said.
Qingge raised her eyebrows. It seemed that the person behind Qianjin List was very smart. She knew that her quarrel with Ye Qingcheng that day was just a show.
Qingge curled his lips and smiled, saying, "Okay, so there is no need to play around with the scene."
Although the Qianjin List does not belong to the six major forces, its background should not be underestimated. If she can cooperate with the Qianjin List, her grand career may be twice the result with half the effort.
The night was heavy, and Ye Qingcheng put away the umbrella. She looked at Qingge with sleepy eyes, saying thousands of words, but couldn't speak.
After she entered the Qianjin List, she became one of the top leaders in a short time and has a unique position in the Qianjin List. In the past six months, she has heard countless news about Ye Qingge, and she always feels worried whenever she hears it.
When she learned that Qianjin List was interested in Ye Qingge's ability, she wanted to put wings on her to fly to Beiyue.
Qingge took a few steps, suddenly stopped, looked back and found Ye Qingcheng still standing there.
Qingge stretched out his hand towards Ye Qingcheng, "Let's go."
Ye Qingcheng was stunned and looked at Qingge's hand. For a moment, she raised a smile on her face, held Qingge's hand, and walked into the palace together.
After the two left the courtyard, they gradually showed a face in the darkness.
The Queen of the Far North stood here with a strange look, watching Qingge and the others gradually drift away.
Qingge took Ye Qingcheng back to the palace, and everyone at the celebration banquet had left.
"The King."
On the corridor, someone stopped Qingge.
Qingge turned his eyes and saw a woman walking towards her, holding a child about one year old in her arms. The child was cute, a little fat and chubby.
The woman's appearance is also a bit round.
A very familiar person.
Xiao Shui'er.
Qingge stood still, Ye Qingcheng looked at her coldly.
Xiao Shui'er smiled, then walked to Qingge with the child in his arms, "Your Majesty, look, this is Chenghuan, how cute."
Enjoy...
Only then did Qingge remember that after the training in the far north, Xiao Shui'er became pregnant and asked her to name the fetus in her belly. She spoke the word Chenghuan, which had a good meaning, Chenghuan was under her knees.
Looking at the child, Qingge's face softened a little. She stretched out her hand and pinched Chenghuan's little face. Chenghuan's mouth was cracked and smiled so hard that she was very happy.
Qingge's eyes were deep.
When will she have a child with Ji Yue?
She was looking forward to it, and even imagined what the child looked like and what his personality was.
Qingge's eyes became even gentler.
"Master, congratulations on your victory," said Xiao Shui'er.
Once, she and Ye Xue and others bullied Wan Ye Qingge, and later, she also admired her. Now, people and things have changed, and everyone has grown up.
However, Xiao Shui'er still worships it.
She once thought that women should live like Ye Xue, with a good looks, loved by their parents, gifted and loved by all kinds of people. Later, she thought Ye Qingge was the most exciting one, even though she was a woman
, but it can support a piece of the sky and be the king.
"Chenghuan is very cute." Qingge said.
Xiao Shui'er smiled and teased Xiao Chenghuan and said with a smile: "Chenghuan, did you hear it? The king praised you."
"Shui'er, it's so heavy that the dew is late at night, why don't you take Chenghuan back quickly?" Xiao Rufeng walked out of the palace, looked at Xiao Shui'er, and said.
Xiao Shui'er nodded to Qingge, then left with Chenghuan in her arms.
"Your Majesty." Xiao Rufeng was stunned when he saw Qingge, and then nodded.
"Brother Xiao." Qingge smiled at Xiao Rufeng.
Xiao Rufeng was stunned and laughed silently. Ye Qingge was still Ye Qingge. She was not the four kings who were arrogant. They used to laugh at the world by drinking and laughing at the wind, but now they are the same.
Unfortunately, Xiao Rufeng is not her, she has no ambitions and no ambitions. He only guards his own acre of land and only needs to work hard.
Mo Xieben and Xiao Rufeng were the same as each other. Unfortunately, when I met her, I would only be with the killing in the future.
After the two chatted for a while, Xiao Rufeng said goodbye and left the palace.
Qingge and Ye Qingcheng walked into the palace. Beihuang saw Ye Qingcheng, and there seemed to be a ray of light in her eyes.
The night is indifferent and the temperament is cold.
"Uncle Mo, let Brother Mo stay in the palace tonight. It is easy to take care of the imperial doctor Zhang in the palace." Qingge looked at Mo Yuntian and said.
Mo Yuntian and Su Ya looked at each other and nodded.
Afterwards, Ye Qingtian and others also left.
Qingge was preparing to sleep in the palace at night. Mo Xie's body had not healed completely. Although the wound had healed, it was just out of danger of life.
Late at night, Qingge was about to rest, someone broke into the window, and a white figure was revealed to be the night of beauty at first glance.
"What's wrong?" Qingge asked: "Is there anything wrong?"
The night is in silence.
She was really fine, but suddenly she wanted to come and see her, so she came over.
Ye Qingcheng pursed his lips and couldn't speak.
"I'll go out first, maybe I'll come back later. If you don't dislike it, just sleep with me." Qingge said.
Sleep together.
Ye Qingcheng's cheeks turned shamelessly.
"Where to go?" Ye Qingcheng asked.
"Doctor Zhang's family."
"good."
After Qingge finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Regarding Mo Xie, she was always uneasy, so it would be better to ask clearly.
Ye Qingcheng was guarding the palace alone, and the door suddenly closed. Ye Qingcheng frowned and looked at it, thinking it was strong and did not take it to heart.
A wisp of red smoke filled the palace and quietly penetrated Ye Qingcheng's nose.
Sniffing the smoke, Ye Qingcheng felt hot and hot all over, and was a little unconscious. Deep in his body, he seemed to be longing for something.
Ye Qingcheng was so hot that he couldn't help but grab his clothes.
At this time, after the battle in the Xuanyue Pass in the Imperial Study Room, Beiyue Kingdom still has many things to deal with. Beihuang sat at the table to comment on memorials, and the huge night pearls hung on the ceiling of the room, illuminating the room.
A little eunuch walked up with his back hunched, bent down in front of Beihuang, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, the Four Kings will let you go."
Beihuang put down the wolf's brush and was quite puzzled, but she still walked out.
After Beihuang left, the little eunuch raised his head and revealed the face of the Queen of the Far North.
The Queen of the Far North smiled gloomyly. (To be continued)