"How dare you not kneel down when receiving your concubine."
The leading maid caught a glimpse of Qing Ge and yelled angrily.
Ye Zhengxiong came back to his senses and turned his head. He found that Qingge had not knelt down and said angrily: "Kneel down quickly."
Qingge remained unmoved, just frowning lightly.
The curtain on Feng Luanjiao flutters with the breeze, shimmering and magnificent, like a flaming phoenix coming on the clouds. The phoenix chirps for nine days, and hundreds of birds are king. Looking from a distance, it is lifelike, half-conscious and half-real.
The curtain on the arrogant upper body was opened by Yingying's jade hands, revealing her bright wrists and slender jade fingers, revealing half of her stunningly beautiful and cold and arrogant face. She was stunningly beautiful and graceful, overwhelming the country and the city. In an instant, the sky and the earth were silent, the mountains and rivers were pale, and even the sun and moon seemed to have disappeared.
Guanghua.
The beauty on Feng Luan's face has green and tender eyebrows, and you can tell at a glance that they have not yet bloomed, but it is surprisingly cold, like a piece of thousand-year-old ice, with only cold air for a hundred miles.
"If you don't want to kneel, then don't kneel."
The voice is like the snow on a cold winter day, awe-inspiring and cold, and majestic in its own right.
When the leading maid heard this, her expression suddenly changed. She nodded and immediately led the way respectfully.'
In front of the palace gate, Ye Zhengxiong stepped onto the carriage. Qingge was about to get on, but Ye Zhengxiong said to the coachman with a stern face: "Go back."
Dust and smoke billowed, Qingge looked coldly at the carriage that was going further and further away.
Beiyue Capital is not a big city, but with the scorching sun at the top of the sky today, there is still some distance between the palace and Ye's house. Ye Qingge walked back with a useless body, not to mention the heat. Besides, everyone in the capital was waiting today.
Looking at Ye Qingge's jokes, I'm afraid I'll have to suffer a lot of cynicism along the way.
"Miss Third, do you want to come up?"
A dark-colored carriage stopped in front of Qingge. The corners of the carriage were inlaid with dark emeralds. A gray curtain hung in front of the curtain. A corner of the curtain was lifted by a slender jade-like hand, revealing a childlike face.
Mo Xie smiled widely at Qing Ge.
After hesitating for a moment, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Qingge decided to get on Mo Xie's carriage. However, as soon as he entered the tent and saw a face that looked like ice that lasted ten thousand years, Qingge regretted it.
Why didn't you tell me earlier that this guy was also in the carriage? Otherwise, she would have walked back!
A row of black lines fell on Qingge's forehead.
Bei Yueming looked at Qingge coldly, with a contemptuous smile spreading from the corner of his mouth. Who in Beiyue Kingdom didn't know that this black gold carriage belonged to Bei Yueming. If Ye Qingge really wanted to break up with him, how could he get on the carriage?
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But unfortunately, Qingge really didn't know that this carriage belonged to Bei Yueming.
Mo Xie sat at the corner of the carriage with his arms folded, looking at the two people in the carriage with big eyes and small eyes as if watching a good show.
Mo Xie looked at it casually, and when he saw the seven-animal crimson thunder snake on the light singer, his eyes lit up and he asked: "Miss Third, what material is your bracelet made of?"
Qingge's eyelids twitched and she said calmly: "Snake skin, snake bones, snake meat, snake heart." Mo Xie, the evil master of the Mo family, is a famous treasure appraisal expert. He is extremely talented, but he doesn't like to practice, he only loves
Collecting all kinds of treasures is known to everyone in the world. Only the ones you can't think of can't be found in Mo Xie's house.
"The heart of a woman is the most poisonous." Bei Yueming sneered.
Mo Xie's eyes were glowing, and he ignored the awkward atmosphere between Bei Yueming and Qing Ge. He raised his hand and touched the Seven Birds Crimson Thunder Snake lightly with his jade-like fingers. His tentacles felt cold and a little cold.
Sticky, Mo Xie slapped his thigh with both hands and said happily: "The person who refined this kind of treasure is definitely not an ordinary person. If the third lady hadn't told the truth, I might have thought it was a real snake."
The uncle was originally a real snake.
The Seven Birds Crimson Thunder Snake coiled on Qingge's wrist rolled his eyes. Not only was it a real snake, it was also its ancestor.
"Young Master Mo really knows his stuff," he said softly, but at the same time he was also shocked by Mo Xie's eyesight.
While chatting, we arrived at Yejia.
The carriage gradually stopped, and the passers-by around him stopped to stare. Ye Qingqing, who had just returned from the hunting ground with a leather whip in hand, saw the black gold carriage parked in front of Ye's house. His eyes flashed with lightning, and he immediately stepped forward to greet the carriage with joy.
The noble person among them.
The curtains of the carriage were opened by hands as thick as fat. Ye Qingqing frowned slightly. How could there be a woman on the young prince's carriage?
But when Ye Qingqing vaguely saw the face behind the curtain, her whole body was shocked.
Night song?
How is that possible!
Qingge stood under the carriage and clasped her fists at Mo Xie in thanks. Mo Xie waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's a trivial matter."
The carriage turned around and prepared to return to the palace. Bei Yueming sat like a Buddha, glanced at Mo Xie coldly, and said: "You are worthy of being an evil master to sell favors on my carriage."
"Your Majesty is jealous?"
Mo Xie shook the beauty fan he got from who knows where, shaking it in a rather elegant manner, and winked at Bei Yueming and said with a smile.
"Do you think it's possible to be jealous of a loser?"
After saying this, Bei Yueming crossed his arms over his chest and closed his eyes to rest.
As the carriage moved forward, the curtain in front of the carriage swayed and danced, and a ray of sunlight came in. The light shone on Bei Yueming's face. It had sharp edges and corners, elegant and cold, and his face was as sharp as a knife, as delicate as a handicraft.
Waste?
Mo Xie remembered the strong and sonorous words of the girl in the Jinluan Palace and smiled. Mo Xie shook his head and said, "Don't mention her. Let's go and have a drink with Rufeng."
In front of the night house.
Stone lions stood majestically on both sides of the white jade steps. After Qingge got off the carriage, she saw Ye Qingqing looking at her with hatred. She knew the reason without even thinking about it. Qingge didn't want to pay attention to her and passed her by, but Ye Qingqing was
He stretched out his hand fiercely to block Qingge's path. His eyes were red and he glared at Qingge angrily, "Ye Qingge, you are just as charming as your mother. Besides seducing men, what else can you do?"
Qingge glanced sideways at Ye Qingqing, who had lost all sense, then withdrew her gaze, avoiding Ye Qingqing and preparing to return to Ye's house.
Outside the gate, many passers-by gathered, all ready to watch the fun.
Ye Qingqing stretched out her right hand, and the Linghan Sword appeared in her hand, with faint murderous intent. She raised the Linghan Sword and was about to stab Qingge's body. In the distance, there was the rumble of horse hooves, like thunder, overwhelming the mountains and seas.
The momentum is like the sound of a bell, shattering the eardrums.
On the circuitous line on the horizon, at the end of the street, dozens of white horses galloped all the way. The sand and dust kicked up by the horse's hooves forced passers-by on both sides of the street to avoid them. Everyone on the horse was wearing a cloak and looked like a chivalrous person. They were unified.
There are some men or women in gray robes, and these people seem to be headed by a woman riding a blood-red horse.
The woman on the blood-red horse is dressed in snowy white clothes and is spotless. At first glance, she looks like a fairy from heaven. The woman's face is cold and her eyes are cold. A casual glance seems to freeze thousands of miles. Her youthful face makes her face extraordinarily beautiful.
Every smile is charming.
If you look carefully, you will see that this face is similar to Ye Yu, but it is more cold and charming than Ye Yu.
These horses were running amok and unrestrained. Just when everyone thought that Qing Ge and Ye Qingqing would be pierced by the horses' hooves, more than ten people on the horses pulled the reins in unison. The horses stopped and spun in place, and smoke filled the air behind the horses' butts.