Qingge walked onto the golden sedan chair, and under the pearl and jade curtain, her cheeks were a little hazy and sleepy. The city was worshipped in the gauze dance.

Bai Meier followed the palace maid next to the sedan chair, and Beihuang and Ye Qingcheng held their fingers tightly.

The crowd was overwhelmed, and Ye Qingcheng subconsciously wanted to break free, but Beihuang held it tightly.

Ye Qingcheng looked down at the crossed hands of the two, feeling a little nervous.

After a long time, Ye Qingcheng held Beihuang tightly, as if pretending to be free and easy, and she walked forward gradually with a calm expression.

She is about to become the queen of Beiyue.

She was originally a free person, and her soul was above the sky. She did not like the magnificent palace, but she was the only one in that palace.

Beihuang said that only one can drink from three thousand waters.

Qingge returned to Beiyue Palace first, and Beihuang and the others followed closely.

Qingge sat on the soft collapse of Qingliang Hall and smiled slightly at Ye Qingcheng.

She had rescued Ye Qingcheng, and Ye Qingcheng lived for her only, and Ye Qingcheng even gradually distorted this feeling.

Qingge can see that Ye Qingcheng is different from the past, and his shyness is hidden under the indifference.

As long as Beihuang persists and works harder, Ye Qingcheng's temperament will gradually change.

Qingge was very pleased and felt like he was watching his daughter get married.

"Great the city, cherish it." Qingge said lightly: "Since you have decided, don't hesitate anymore. Everyone in the world is different. Why should you restrain the appearance of sentient beings?"

She understands Ye Qingcheng's indifference and hesitation, and she also understands it.

Qingge is a person who has lived for two lifetimes to be free and elegant, but the night is beautiful and beautiful.

Ye Qingcheng looked up at Beihuang, her heart skipped a beat, and the tip of the iceberg seemed to gradually melt.

The moment she stayed, she had decided to let go of everything.

"Qingge, please choose a good day." Ye Qingcheng said.

Beihuang was very happy. Although Ye Qingcheng's mood changed occasionally, she finally cleared the dark clouds and saw the sun rise.

When thinking of the happy future, Beihuang was full of longing.

"Three days will be a very good day." Qingge said: "Time is a bit rushed, but since it's a marriage, it's more lively and festive, let's get married from the night house."

Qingge thought for a while and said, "Beihuang is not young anymore. You should give birth to a little prince, otherwise all the civil and military officials in the court will be anxious for you."

"What little prince?" Ye Qingcheng's face was pretty and rosy, and his mind was blank.

"Qingcheng, do you like a prince or a princess?" Qingge asked.

"Girl, girls are painful." Ye Qingcheng said.

Beihuang grabbed her hand and smiled and said, "Then it's a girl, give birth to her ten or eight, fill the palace with all the palace."

Ye Qingcheng was angry, "Ten and eight? Are you going to exhaust me?"

Beihuang's face changed, "No, no, no, just one."

Ye Qingcheng turned his head and looked elsewhere, but his eyes and eyebrows were covered with smiles.

Qingge was completely relieved when he saw this.

However, accidents always come and catch people off guard.

A woman in purple clothes rushed into the palace. The woman's lower abdomen was slightly raised. Her face was full of tears. Her crying pear blossoms were raining. She knelt in front of Beihuang and hugged Beihuang's legs with both hands.

Beihuang looked at her face and was shocked.

Ye Qingcheng's expression changed drastically.

Qingge's eyes were as cold as cold. She remembered this girl that before Beihuang and Ye Qingcheng achieved success, there was only one woman in Beihuang's empty harem. To put it simply and roughly, the woman was Ye Qingcheng's substitute. She

It is somewhat similar to Ye Qingcheng.

But Qingge heard that Beihuang gave her enough money not long ago and drove her out of the Beiyue Palace.

A bad premonition suddenly arose in Qingge's heart.

The woman cried moaningly, "Your Majesty, you can't be so kind. I have your fetus in my belly. The doctor said it was a twin. The prince and the little princess have it. You can't drive me out."

At that moment, Ye Qingcheng's heart was torn into pieces by someone, and it was trampled on the soles of his feet.

Her whole body was cold and all the hairs on her skin stood up.

She stood there motionless, and her expression did not change.

A feeling of sorrow surged into the spiritual cover of heaven.

Beihuang kept shook her head, "How is it possible? It's impossible. How could you get pregnant after drinking the medicine soup? This child must be someone else's."

Beihuang rarely touched her. The few times she was drunk under the design of a woman. Because she was similar to Ye Qingcheng, how could the drunk Beihuang be able to distinguish and hold back?

After Beihuang woke up, the first thing she did was to send someone to make medicine soup and force her to drink it.

The woman pulled her lips, felt cruel and smiled bitterly, "I didn't drink the medicine soup, but vomited quietly, and then took Anfei soup."

The woman glanced at Ye Qingcheng and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, are you afraid that your sister will get angry? Don't worry, I won't disturb my sister, but I have given my life to the Emperor, how can you let me leave.

?And I am pregnant with your flesh and blood, how can I get married again in the future? It doesn’t matter, I don’t want the position of queen, as long as I can be with you, sister, don’t dislike me.”

The woman moved her legs and grabbed Ye Qingcheng's sleeve.

Ye Qingcheng shook her hand away and took a few steps back, his face so pale.

She widened her eyes hard, and her eyes were dark red, and tears blurred her vision, but she held it in her arms and refused to let the tears flow out.

"Sister, do you hate me very much? I don't fight or snatch it, I can want nothing." The woman said anxiously.

"You go out first." Qingge stood up and said.

The woman looked at Qingge, then climbed to Qingge's feet, "Your Majesty, you are kind-hearted and will definitely keep me, right?"

"Go out!" Qingge's voice was raised, and the woman was startled. She looked at Beihuang who was silent and walked out with her head down.

She bribed the palace people and waited for Beihuang to come back, telling them the good news in front of Ye Qingcheng.

The woman's face was a little distorted.

She stroked her stomach and walked out, looking back a few times.

She has enjoyed wealth and prosperity, and life in the palace. How easy is it to ask her to give up luxury and enjoyment and marry an ordinary person?

She tried her best to stay in the palace.

"Do your business solve it yourself." Qingge said, and walked out of Qingliang Hall.

Perhaps, Beihuang never thought of capturing Ye Qingcheng's heart, so she brought such a girl to the palace.

She is not convenient for her to interfere in love, and everything goes with the flow.

Of course, if she waited for her to go to the demon realm and a girl came to her and said that the fetus in her belly was Ji Yue's flesh and blood, and that was true, she thought she would definitely go crazy.

Beihuang turned around and looked at Ye Qingcheng, wanting to hug her, Ye Qingcheng suddenly pushed it away.

"Qingcheng, I will solve it." Bei Huangdao regretted it very much.

"Solved? How to solve it?" Ye Qingcheng asked with wide eyes, tears flowing through his face, "Can you kill your child with your own hands? That's your child, how do you solve it?"

If the two children are gone, her relationship with Beihuang will no longer be pure and will bear two innocent lives.

If the children are there, there is a gap between them that is difficult to cross.

Ye Qingcheng bit her lower lip tightly, and looked at Beihuang who was hesitating and frowned with annoyance, and bit her lower lip hard.

In this way, the heart will not hurt so much.

She was almost suffocating.
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