"Sir Kongxu, where is my bone-deletion fragrance?"
Ye Qingyi asked when she saw that she stood still and fell into deep thought.
Kongxu came to his senses, took out a crystal clear and red jade bottle and placed it in Ye Qingyi's hand.
In the jade bottle, two blood-colored insects intertwined and squirmed, as if they were about to merge into one.
Kongxu took the package given by Ye Qingyi and left the realm of death.
Ye Qingyi returned to Ye Shen Palace and was about to go to his room, but saw a figure in the corridor. Ye Qingyi was shocked.
"East...Emperor?" Ye Qingyi frowned.
The singer held a pot of wine, raised his head and took a sip, glanced at Ye Qingyi, "Where has Elder Ye gone?"
Ye Qingyi pretended to be calm, "There are no need to report to the Eastern Emperor about the three urgent matters. It was late at night, and the Eastern Emperor would take a break soon."
Ye Qingyi said as she walked into the house.
She opened the door and was about to cross the threshold. She suddenly stopped and looked back at Qingge and said to wake up: "Emperor Dong, you have become famous at a young age and are gifted and have the confidence to be proud and confident. I don't know if there is a saying that should be said..."
"It should not be said." Qingge cut off the railway and blocked Ye Qingyi's words back.
Ye Qingyi's face was full of purple and purple, which was extremely wonderful and very ugly.
"Eastern Emperor, even if you don't say it, I still have to advise you, you make enemies from all directions and stand at the forefront of the storm. Only by finding a high branch can you keep your peace." Ye Qingyi said earnestly: "The Lord of God gave you the name of the Eastern Emperor, but you don't give you the power of the Eastern Emperor. Even if you are in a high position, what about the first emperor in the ages? There are still stars on your collarbones. Those with high strength see you from the four-star continent and don't even want to pay attention to you. Ge'er, good medicine is good for diseases, and loyal words are good for actions. Although every word I say is not listened to, it is for your own good."
Qingge drank a pot of wine and walked towards Ye Qingyi step by step.
"You know how much I hate my father and I are. If you are still an individual, don't be too close to him."
"The dew is heavy late at night. Elder Ye, drink a pot of wine to drive away the cold."
Qingge put the wine pot in his hand in Ye Qingyi's arms, turned around and left.
Ye Qingyi looked at Qingge's back and swallowed a few saliva.
Seeing the empty incident, Ye Qingge found out?
But Ye Qingge's strength is at most only a star realm. If Ye Qingge is in the dark, she and Kongxu cannot be unaware of it.
Ye Qingyi looked at Qingge's figure gradually moving away and fell into deep thought.
Qingge walked into the room. Before the door was opened, he heard the child sobbing softly.
Qingge's heart trembled, and he suddenly pushed open the door and walked in. He saw Xiao Baozi wearing spacious clothes, barefoots, sitting on the ground crying with red eyes.
Qingge quickly stepped forward and quickly picked up the bun.
"Mom, I dreamed that you don't want me anymore." Xiao Baozi sobbed, crying with tears in his face.
He hugged Qingge tightly and rubbed his little head against Qingge.
"How could that happen?" Qingge sat back on the bed holding Xiao Baozi, comforting her softly, and patted Xiao Baozi's back with her white and tender hands.
Xiao Baozi lay in front of Qingge's shoulders, and gradually fell asleep under Qingge's slow comfort. Even though he fell asleep, he still choked because he had just cried too hard.
Qingge has never had any experience in raising children and does not know how to comfort her. She is not a person who is particularly good at expressing emotions, but instead seems dull.
After Xiao Baozi fell asleep, Qingge put Xiao Baozi on the bed and was about to get up to change clothes. Xiao Baozi suddenly woke up and grabbed Qingge's wrist hard.
After seeing Qingge, Xiao Baozi breathed a sigh of relief and continued to sleep sweetly.
Qingge leaned over and lowered his head, and kissed Xiao Baozi on the forehead. Xiao Baozi moved and slept harder.
After a long time, Qingge walked out of the house, sat in the corridor, took out the heartbreaking wine, and drank one pot after another.
"You have concluded that Ye Qingyi and Kongxu have contact?" Feng Qi asked.
Qingge said: "Ye Qingyi suddenly came to Ye Shen Palace, so she must have another intention. She has been with her father for more than ten years and has dealt with Kongxu. I guessed that after Kongxu broke up with her father, she still had some contact with Kongxu. Therefore, she was going to live in Ye Shen Palace today, and I did not object. I wanted to see if my guess was accurate."
"She went to find Kongxu, but I didn't follow him, just because she and Kongxu were both powerful people. As long as I approached, I would definitely be discovered."
Qingge chuckled and said, "Ye Qingyi only stole the clothes Ye'er had worn. When she went to see Huo, I found traces of painting in her room. If I guessed that's right, she should be painting small buns. Legend has it that Elder Ye, Ye Qingyi, was once a painter and had a very deep skill."
Qingge swallowed his throat with another sip of wine, "She gave these things to Kongxu to my mother. The last time she met on Dingshanpo, I saw that my mother was in poor health. She was imprisoned all day long and was already completely disappointed. She was afraid that her mother would be seriously ill this time, Kongxu wanted to tell her about Ye'er and cheer her up."
"That's why you don't stop Ye Qingyi. You also want to borrow Ye Qingyi and tell your mother about Ye'er in an empty hand?"
Feng Qi was helpless. No matter when and where, Ye Qingge would not take it lightly. She kept her vigilant every moment, as if she could pick up the knife and win a battle the next moment.
"Are you tired like this?" Feng Qi frowned.
During these days of contact, she naturally knew that Ye Qingge was a soldier who was killed and fought to the death.
But she gradually let go of the bloody battle, played with power and cunning, planned thousands of miles away, and won the five continents.
"I have long been used to being vigilant day and night and fighting all the time. If one day is dull and safe, I will not get used to it." Qingge smiled disapprovingly.
Feng Qi shook his head.
Some people are destined to be born in blood.
Qingge looked up at the moon and said softly: "Sure enough, the most beautiful thing is the Red Moon in the Demon Realm."
Qingge looked back at the closed door, "Does Ye'er have the blood of the demon king?"
"His demon king bloodline is even more terrifying than what you have in your body." Feng Qi said.
"I am afraid that the consequences will be unimaginable when I learned about this. However, the punishment of the Qinglian clan will take a long time to recover my vitality. Before she recovers her vitality, I must become strong." Qingge said.
She has many trump cards in her hand, but they are all a little short of time.
For example, Vermillion Bird and Xuanwu are just residual souls.
For example, the flame dragon, whose hair was pulled out and still sleeping.
Like the queen...
Feng Qi's eyes lit up, and he raised his ears and listened carefully to Qingge's inner thoughts.
Qingge's mouth twitched, and his mind continued to move: like the queen, as beautiful as a fairy, good at ease with others, and superb strength...
Feng Qi smiled, "You kid, if you want to praise me, you will flatter openly, so why bother to praise me secretly?"
Qingge: "..."
Feng Qi smiled, "It's great, very good to have your careful cultivation."
Chapter completed!