Today, Qingge is the instructor of Xixuan Palace, and his status is the same as that of Ye Weiping.
Of course, Qingge's background is not as good as Ye Weiping, after all, she is just a new arrival and her wings are not full.
Now Qingge has another friend, the Pavilion Master.
In the yard, the moonlight was as bright as this. Qingge looked at You'er's innocent face and smiled bitterly.
It is said that the Pavilion Master favors his daughter as if he is life, but it is not.
The reason why she quickly agreed to cooperate with the Pavilion Master was because the Pavilion Master handed over You'er to her.
This is the sincerity of the Pavilion Master.
The Pavilion Master had known that she was Ye Jingfeng's daughter, so he gave You'er first, then looked at her expression, and after careful consideration, he decided to put the treasure on her.
Late at night, Qingge lay on the bed, and tears flowed out from the corners of his eyes.
Sentence or too sensitive?
Qingge opened her eyes, she pushed open the door and saw Liu Yan'er practicing in the yard.
Liu Yan'er works harder than others every day.
Qingge closed the door and quietly walked out of the side door.
She walked alone to the deserted street. Was it an opportunity or a coincidence that she followed her heart to the tavern in the alley.
Even late at night, the door to the tavern is still open.
There are no shiny diamond crystals and night pearls, and a candlelight sways in the wind.
The light is dim, and the song slowly moves forward.
She walked into the tavern and saw the man lying on a chair.
One of the men's arms looks very inconsistent, and it seems a bit asymmetrical. In short, it looks very strange.
The man was wearing a red robe and a golden mask.
Hearing the footsteps, he opened his eyes and sat upright, staring blankly at the girl walking against the moonlight from outside the door.
Mo Xie opened his mouth and almost shouted out, but he was silent.
What a wonderful dream.
When I dreamed at midnight, the girl I was thinking about came to my dream.
Everything is beautiful, without the evil of the world.
"This tavern is a bit off. Do you have any customers on weekdays?" Qingge asked.
Her eyes were fixed on Mo Xie's mask, and her heart was beating wildly, as if she was about to break out of her skin.
Every time she took a step forward, the fanaticism in the depths of her eyes bloomed like fire.
Mo Xie knew that she was a smart girl and could not get lost in front of her.
Otherwise, it will be self-defeating.
Mo Xie stood up and stretched his waist. He twisted his arm and said, "I've been training outside and my arm was broken. I just picked up my arm a few months ago, but I still have to recover for a while. This tavern is my recent
What you have done is to practice and make wine is also fun."
"Give me a jar of wine."
Qingge sat in front of Mo Xie, "No one at night, why not drink together?"
Mo Xie looked at Qingge's flat belly and thought of Xia Feng's words.
Mo Xie frowned. Why didn't this girl know how to take care of herself? She is pregnant and what else can she drink?
"Okay." Mo Xie laughed twice, got up and walked behind the screen to get the wine.
Fortunately, Mo Xie also brewed some sweet wine, and Pear Blossom wine is also Qingge's favorite and will not damage the fetus.
Having said that, the child’s father is Ji Yue, what did he do with caution?
But the child is related to Qingge's body, and he loves the house and the Wuwu to protect him.
Mo Xie was extremely entangled, and finally took out a pot of pear blossom wine with a dark face.
"Pear Blossom, I wonder if it suits your appetite." Mo Xie took out two shiny and plump wine glasses on the table, pouring one cup each with a hand-held wine pot.
"Is there any more intense wine, like a heartbreak?" Qingge asked expressionlessly.
Qingge is thin and thin, but she is not skinny.
At least in Mo Xie's eyes, after many days of seeing him, Qingge has really lost weight. In the past, his face was not chubby, but it was very round and tender. Now his small face is particularly delicate, with clear edges and deep facial features.
Looking at the candlelight, the eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and the style remains the same.
Hearing the word "heartbroken" Mo Xie's heart suddenly jumped. He blinked and pretended to be calm, saying, "Heartbroken is too heavy. There has never been heartbroken wine in the tavern. Little girl, you are too thin, don't drink those
Sour wine, listen to uncle, drink pear blossom wine.”
"I just want to drink heartbreaking wine." After Qingge said that, she looked up at Qingge stubbornly, biting her lower lip tightly. It was really a headache to be paranoid and stubborn.
Qingge's eyes turned dark, Uncle? Where is the uncle?
Mo Xie looked at Qingge with distress and almost surrendered, but thinking that Qingge was so willful with her child, Mo Xie frowned.
"Can you pay attention to safety when you are away from home?" Mo Xie scolded: "You and I have been with you for life. How do you know if I am a good person or a bad person? If I am an unforgivable person, you will do bad things while you are drunk and you will cry
There is no place to cry. If you don’t even care about your own body, who will cherish you in the future?”
Mo Xie continued to say a lot of words. Mo Xie looked at Qingge's face and his heart quickly shrank.
God! What did he do just now, he actually beat Ye Qingge up.
But what's going on?
It's simply a bad thing.
Mo Xie felt chills in his heart and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.
After arriving at the capital of Jiuzhou, he stayed in the tavern to raise his body. When the storm passed, he left the capital and started the road to conquest.
During this period, he felt extremely heavy. Until this moment, after seeing Qingge, he seemed to be as relaxed as before.
Mo Xie really hoped that the moon could stay among the stars for a long time. Dawn and Chaoyang arrived later. He didn't want to see the rays of rays and morning frost and dew. He just wanted to look at the girl in front of him.
If this moment is the end of time, he begs to become eternal.
He was a thief and stole the time that belonged to Ji Yue.
He has no inappropriate thoughts, and bonds and friendship have long surpassed life.
As for what kind of feelings it is, it doesn't matter anymore.
Qingge listened to Mo Xie's scolding, but laughed instead of anger.
Her hand reached to Mo Xie, who subconsciously went backwards, trying to avoid it.
"Move again, kill you." Qingge slapped the Ming Wang sword on the table with his other hand.
Mo Xie: "..." Look, she is still the same one.
Just as many years ago.
The singer placed it on Mo Xie's mask.
She let out a breath and wanted to take off the mask.
She didn't believe that the person in front of her would take off one, just like Fang Yu's hat and Yan Jiuge's mask, and there were countless pictures underneath.
However, Qingge was disappointed.
There is indeed no other mask underneath, but Qingge cannot take off this mask.
Qingge lifted off Mo Xie's hair and widened his eyes in horror.
She finally realized that the mask and face grew together.
The mask and flesh are tightly attached.
Qingge's face twitched a few times, and she opened her mouth, unable to say a word.
Mo Xie's eyes were filled with loneliness.
It's like a dark cloud covering the moon.
Mo Xie lowered his eyes.
Immediately, Mo Xie smiled, "If you don't let go, I will think you are in love with me." His mouth was full of bitterness.
Qingge staggered and almost fell down, Mo Xie quickly supported her with quick eyes and hands.
Qingge sat on the chair in a daze. She picked up the wine glass and wanted to drink, but her hands holding the wine glass were trembling, causing the wine glass to tremble and the wine to sprinkle out. (To be continued)