Ye Qingcheng looked at Qingge's wound on his knee and pursed his lips, and his hands under his snow-white sleeves clenched into fists.
"Qingcheng, it's time to go home." Qingge smiled slightly and called her.
Ye Qingcheng was trembling all over. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Tu Lieyan, saying, "General Tu, please tell the emperor, if something happens to Ye Qingge in the Jiuzhou Empire, even if he spends his whole life, I will subvert Jiuzhou!"
After saying that, Ye Qingcheng held the flying monsters on Qingge's couch, carried Liu Yan'er out of the Jinhua Palace, and left this imperial city that ate people and did not spit bones.
Xu Wei's kneecaps were shattered by Ye Qingcheng's Fuxiqin. She lay on the ground and suffocated to the point of pain, and tears fell down, and she did not look elegant in her usual days.
Xu Liuyuan held Xu Wei, his hands trembling and his whole body was trembling.
His carefully trained daughter is about to succeed and inherit the spirit of the Vermilion Bird.
At this critical moment, Xu Wei's kneecap was broken and it could not be cured.
In the second half of his life, Xu Wei could no longer stand up.
Xu Wei's eyes were red with tears in her face, and her eyes were so crying that she couldn't open her eyes. She grabbed Xu Liuyuan's sleeve tightly and shouted hysterically: "Dad, I hate it so much, I hate it so much!"
The bone-to-heart hatred was like the devil in the night that almost completely swallowed her, and all her reason was burned to ashes by rage.
She wished she could eat her flesh and drink her blood.
What she hates the most is Ye Qingge.
If it weren't for Ye Qingge, Ye Qingcheng would never have ruined her legs.
She had a great future, but now all her previous efforts are wasted and all of them are ruined.
And it was Ye Qingge who made all this!
Xu Wei was like a wild beast on the verge of despair, her calves drooping and her knees were filled with blood. She fell on the velvet blanket of Jinhua Palace in a mess, raised her head and roared, her face was ferocious and a little twisted.
Xu Wei clenched her fists hard, her nails embedded in the palm of her palm, and she could not sense the pain.
Tears were covered in his face, and hatred was like fire.
Xu Liuyuan hugged her tightly to comfort her emotions, "It's okay, you don't have legs, you still have hands. As long as you are a cultivator selected by Zhuque, you can still inherit the spirit of Zhuque. Weier, don't be afraid,
Father is here.”
Princess Jiuque glanced at Xu Wei and was furious.
Xu Wei is the one she wants to protect. Her legs were destroyed in public. Wouldn’t she slapped her in the face in public?
Everyone in the royal family puts face first, especially Princess Jiuque.
Jiuque is noble and proud, and an ordinary man cannot catch her eyes. After living in his thirties, he is only moved by Ye Jingfeng.
However, Ye Jingfeng was obsessed with his deceased wife, and Xu Liuyuan was fanning the flames and adding fuel to the fire. Jiuque was furious and hurt Ye Jingfeng to the guillotine!
The palace with white color on the hundred-story stairs is the emperor's bedroom. There are only three or two maids, all carefully selected.
The Emperor stood in front of the palace flower platform and looked from afar as the flying monster carrying Qingge and the other two left the Jinhua Palace.
The emperor stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a white dragon robe, gentle and elegant.
The Emperor walked back to the bedroom, and the huge palace was very deserted.
Once upon a time, this was where Emperor Mingyue lived, and he lived here after the Emperor ascended the throne.
In his lifetime, he was unwilling to forget the bright moon's every frown and smile as he grew older.
Even today, he never wants to believe that such a perfect and kind person died like that.
In the palace, there was a peach tree planted in front of a door. In order to make this peach tree survive, the emperor tried his best to do so.
After the Emperor walked to the peach tree, he pushed open the gilded double doors.
The carefully crafted gilded door has a very reasonable design and does not make any unnecessary sounds when pushing the door.
The emperor walked into the bedroom with a very light footsteps. The cold smoke was shrouded in ice, and ice was piled up in all directions. A layer of ice ban was placed around it. A glass lamp was hung on the top of the ceiling. The wick was a white bead.
The fist is so big.
Ice Glass Beads have extremely strong ice elements.
With this bead, the cold air in the house will not pass away.
If an ordinary practitioner walks into this house and the cold air enters the body, it will probably corrode the body and affect the second half of his life's cultivation.
A very beautiful girl lying on the bed of ice jade, she looks only fifteen or sixteen years old, her eyebrows are still very tender, but unfortunately her lips are bloodless and very pale.
The gilded double doors behind the Emperor will automatically close.
The Emperor walked towards the Ice Jade Bed, feeling complicated and his steps were heavy.
Every step is to step on the pain of the helplessness of time and the separation of yin and yang.
"A Yue, you see that there are wrinkles in the corners of my eyes, you are still as young as ever."
The Emperor sat on the bed, and the smoke formed by the cold air enveloped him.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the beautiful and cold corpse gently, and said deeply, "I'm afraid I'm already an old man when I meet on the road to the underworld in the future. You're still a little girl. Can you... still recognize your brother...
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The Emperor held Di Mingyue's cold hand, and his eyes were a little wet.
"Don't worry, my brother promised you that he must let you survive." The Emperor's eyes that should have been gentle showed a little hysterical madness and twitching claws. He held Di Mingyue's hand and used some force to make the white, tender and delicate
Holding red back of hands.
Seeing this, the Emperor suddenly let go of his hand, put Di Mingyue's hand in front of his mouth and blew it.
"A Yue, did your brother love you?"
The Emperor looked at Emperor Mingyue with pity, stroked his fingers across Emperor Mingyue's cheeks, and depicted her eyebrows and eyes.
"You must wake up quickly. My brother finally knows the sin you suffered before. My brother will never let those people go." The Emperor said: "Have you seen that girl? She looks very beautiful, are you?
The skin is very suitable for her."
More than ten years have passed, Di Mingyue's body has been placed here, and her face has not grown old and the body has not rotted.
The Emperor supported the Ice Jade Bed with both hands, bent down, and kissed between Emperor Mingyue's eyebrows.
The Emperor took the silk soft quilt and covered the body of Emperor Mingyue.
"Brother will definitely let you open your eyes and see the great rivers and mountains of the empire, look at the Qisha Hall, and see the beautiful scenery of Jiuzhou. You must be patient."
The Emperor walked out of the cold palace and closed the gilded double doors again.
The two doors slowly closed, and behind the gap between the two doors, the Emperor's eyes became more and more deep and cold.
He wants to recreate the bright moon brilliance more than ten years ago, and he wants to let Emperor Mingyue survive in the world and amazed the world.
Wait a little longer...
Just wait a little longer.
A strange smile appeared on the emperor's face.
He brushed his sleeves and walked to the deepest part of the palace.
At this moment, the flying monster swept across the sky, Qingge sat among the warm wings.
In an instant, Qingge's whole body seemed to be wrapped in cold air, and his limbs were cold.
She suddenly turned around and looked at the gorgeous imperial city under the clouds and mist. Under the glorious scenery, Qingge saw the cruel side of the dark, bloody battle.
Qingge's heart trembled violently.
A sense of fear lingers in my heart and lasts for a long time. (To be continued)