"Master, do you like me?" The singer stood up on the table, "But to say it provocatively, I personally don't like middle-aged bald men, and my son wouldn't want such a father, either
.It seems that the Pavilion Master’s question has ended and I have changed it.”
Qingge left in a flash, almost without giving the chance to speak.
Once given, she can't leave.
The Pavilion Master looked at Qingge's back and raised his eyebrows.
Qingge walked out of the attic and looked up at the sky.
This Shadow Pavilion is a dragon's den. Compared to the plot, she would rather believe Wei An's guilt towards Ye Jingfeng.
Leaves floating on the huge waves of the deep sea, if you want to find a destination and cross the sea and go home, you have to work tens of millions of times.
In the yard, You'er and Liu Yan'er were practicing, and You'er looked a little depressed.
Seeing Qingge, You'er's eyes lit up, and she threw herself into Qingge's arms, wiped her tears and snot on Qingge's body, buried her face in Qingge's shoulders, crying silently, her shoulders trembled and shook with sobs, and it was quite rhythmic
.
"What's wrong with her?" Qingge asked.
"Uncle Nine Emperor has a phoenix eye in his hand, and the eye of the phoenix. He fell in love with You'er. As long as the Pavilion Master betroths You'er, he will treat this phoenix eye as a betrothal gift." Liu Yan'er said.
Hearing this, You'er cried even harder.
She knew the preciousness of the phoenix eyes. She could understand that Xu Wei turned a blind eye when she bullied her, but she always thought that she and her father depended on each other and were left with each other.
"Phoenix Eyes..." Qingge frowned, "What do you say to the Pavilion Master?"
"He asked You'er to marry." Liu Yan'er clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, and said angrily: "The Nine Emperor Uncle is even more disgusting than Ye Weiping. He lingers in Fengyue. He has never been to any other place, and the man and woman have a good time.
Take all, there are some teenagers in the house, of all ages. It is said that he has had a disease of wombs and willows, which is the most serious type. Some girls in the building have been infected and are still life-threatening.
It's really terrible. You're over, wouldn't you die? I don't know what the Pavilion Master is thinking, but I think my brain was kicked by a donkey."
Qingge gently stroked the back of Youer's head, his eyes flashed.
If things are final, with her embarrassing status and strength that are difficult to protect, she will not be able to save You'er.
You'er raised her face and looked at Qingge with red eyes aggrievedly, "Master, I don't want to marry the Ninth Emperor Uncle."
You'er was trembling.
"Don't be afraid..." Qingge tried his best to calm You'er's emotions.
You'er kept holding Qingge and refused to let go, as if she felt insecure if she stayed away from Qingge.
Qingge hugged her into the room and placed You'er on the bed.
"Sleep for a while, don't think about it, maybe tomorrow will be fine." Qingge rubbed You'er's head.
When You'er was sleeping, she insisted on holding Qingge's hand. Suddenly, You'er opened her eyes, "Master, my father is very good. I thought about it. The Nine Emperor Uncle is a member of the royal family. Although she has had the disease of flowers and willows.
But my victory is that I am not as old as Ye Weiping. I... should be able to accept it. My father won't harm me."
You'er tried her best to open her eyes and tried to convince herself, but tears flowed out in a bad mood, and the more she wiped, the more she flowed.
Qingge patted You'er's back and fell into deep thought.
When You'er fell asleep, Qingge slowly pulled her hand back.
She closed the door carefully and saw Liu Yan'er outside the door.
"I'm sleeping?" Liu Yan'er asked.
Qingge nodded and took the tea handed over by Liu Yan'er.
"The purpose of the Nine Emperor Uncle is not just to marry You'er." Qingge touched his chin and said, "The phoenix eyes are precious and rare, and everyone will be moved. That is the most exaggerated treasure of the Nine Emperor Uncle. The Nine Emperor Uncle Uncle.
It's not a romantic man who spends a lot of money on beauty. There are countless handsome men and beautiful women in his house, and there are all kinds of styles, and there is no shortage of You'er's style. He and the Pavilion Master must have other transactions. Maybe what the Nine Emperor Uncle wants to get is not
You'er, it's something on You'er, and You'er is just a victim in this war."
Inside the room, You'er opened her eyes.
She clenched her quilt tightly and curled up to a ball.
"Let's go to You'er's affairs. Even if the Ninth Emperor Uncle wants to marry, he won't be in a hurry. In a few days, it will be a banquet. If you want to inherit the spirit of the Vermilion Bird, you have to think of a way, Cai Lingfeng and Xu Wei are both
It is difficult to deal with, and there are some other people, all of them are geniuses. And your innate conditions are here, and the one who inherits the spirit of the Vermilion Bird must be a virgin..." Liu Yan'er said worriedly.
She could feel Qingge's mood that she couldn't wait to inherit the spirit of Suzaku.
"By the way, the Pavilion Master just said that Shadow Pavilion can only send two inheritors, namely Xu Wei and You'er. You'er must maintain his virginity, so the Nine Emperor Uncle will not touch her for the time being." Liu Yan
The son said.
Qinggexu narrowed his eyes.
She thought the Pavilion Master would send her, but no matter what, it shouldn't be You'er.
You'er has never received training in inheritance. Compared with the goddess of the Zhuque family and Xu Liuyuan's concentration in training, You'er can be said to be ignorant of everything.
Qingge is having a split headache and can't figure out these complex relationships.
But she knew that soldiers would block the water and soil.
They were just one person after another who was seeking death, just following her.
A few days passed in a flash.
On this day, the royal family in Jiuzhou was in a banquet, which was very lively and alarmed the entire capital.
The noble families in the capital and the practitioners wearing six or more medals can all participate in the Fengfeng Banquet and witness the style of the great geniuses competing for the quota of the Suzaku inheritance.
The morning light is dim and the sky is getting brighter.
Luxurious and gorgeous carriages drove into the imperial city after strict inspection.
Qingge walked down from the carriage. She usually loved red, but on such occasions, she didn't want to be too eye-catching. She wore a white long dress without makeup and had a graceful posture.
Little do people know that the restrained and gentleness that has faded away the bloody and ostentatiousness makes people unable to take their eyes off their eyes.
Like the white moonlight in the dark night, warm, bright, beautiful and elegant.
The fire bird stood on Qingge's shoulders, with its wings behind him like a human being, and it felt like it was a guide to the rule of the world.
The Fire Bird took a deep breath and said, "I am bluntly speaking, there is no one here who can beat. Those girls with radiant talents are less beautiful than the boss."
The fire bird was so flattering, and then looked at Qingge with its legs as if it was open to the stars, waiting for Qingge's praise.
Qingge twitched the corner of her mouth, took out a piece of jerky meat and threw it to the Fire Bird.
The fire birds were gnawed all three times and five times, and Liu Yaner was stunned.
I'm afraid this bird is not a starving ghost, right?
Youer followed listlessly.
"Night girl——"
Qingge turned his eyes and looked at Xu Wei, Tan Ruhua and his group came slowly.
Xu Wei had a smile on her lips, and her eyes were full of contempt.
Xu Wei still had the broken sword given by Di Yungui on her waist, and she wanted to show off her. (To be continued)