After carefully chewing on Qing Ge's words, Ye Qingtian clapped his hands and said with a big smile: "That's right, what a bullshit princess. We Qing Ge don't care about her, whoever wants to be her can be treated as such."
When Qingge and Bei Yueming arranged their marriage, he disagreed. How could the royal family's innate sense of superiority be willing to marry an ugly girl? And a marriage based on unwillingness would only torture each other.
Qing Ge smiled and looked at the startled Ye Qingtian.
This is her grandfather, her supporter.
A black figure rushed into the house from the window and knelt on one knee at Ye Qingtian's feet. The man's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, but he was majestic and not angry. "Master, Chu Yang is in the main hall, preparing to thoroughly investigate the case of the third lady.
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Hearing this, Qing Ge put on her outer robe and prepared to go to the main hall with Ye Qingtian. Ye Qingtian frowned and said displeased: "Xiao Ge'er, you can have a good rest here. With grandpa here, no one dares to disturb your rest.
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She curled her lips in a soft song, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She said calmly and calmly, "Grandpa, you are so powerful in retreat this time. There are almost no people in the country who can compete with you. It's just that you are so powerful that you can shock the Lord. If you don't
I have to restrain my temper because I am afraid that some people will think that grandpa is a threat to his throne."
Ye Qingtian was shocked, how could such a young girl see so deeply? He stared blankly at Qing Ge, but Qing Ge shrugged and walked out the door. When he reached the lintel, he saw Ye Qingtian still standing.
He stood there in a daze, waved and said: "Grandpa, hurry up."
In the main hall of the Ye family, the breeze blows through the window lattice, and the peach blossoms are blooming outside the window. The fragrance is refreshing and refreshing. The thick ink-like landscape painting on the screen seems to be a heavy stroke in the torrent of history, a passing scene.
Chu Yang was sitting on a chair, tasting the tea brewed by Lin Chen. The aroma of tea rose from the mouth of the cup and spread wantonly. The whole room was filled with the faint fragrance.
Or the fragrance of tea leaves, or the anger of peach blossoms.
Ye Yu sat aside, looking towards the door from time to time, looking at Shenghui.
Footsteps started, and the grandfather and grandson entered the main hall one after the other. Seeing this, Chu Yang put down his tea cup and stood up, smiling and saying: "Brother Ye, you are finally here." He looked at Qing Ge behind Ye Qingtian, "Qing Ge."
Ge is recovering well and his face is very rosy."
"My family, Qingge, has just recovered from a serious illness. I want to ask you something. You'd better hurry up, otherwise Qingge will feel uncomfortable. Believe it or not, I've torn down your criminal law library." Ye Qingtian sat down aside, folding his arms and said.
Chu Yang laughed loudly, "Brother Ye's temper is still the same as before."
With that said, he turned to look at Qingge and asked: "Qingge, tell Grandpa Chu, why did Ye Qingqing and Zhang Yuerou die?"
Qingge's back was straight and her face was frosty, "Zhang Yuerou's daughter once spoke for me. Ye Qingqing ruined Jingjing's appearance with resentment and stabbed six or seven bloody holes in her body. Zhang Yuerou was so angry that she wanted to fight with Ye Qingqing.
I fought for my life but died in the hands of Ye Qingqing. When I dared to go, I saw this scene and felt the intention to kill in my heart."
"If this is really the case, Master Ye has wronged you." Chu Yang stroked his beard thoughtfully.
Ye Yu suddenly said angrily: "Aunt Zhang and Ye Qingqing are both dead. No matter what, you are right. Anyway, they are dead and there is no proof."
Ye Qingtian frowned, his cold eyes swept over Ye Yu's body, and his spiritual energy was suddenly released. Ye Yu's expression changed and he immediately fell silent.
The entrance was suddenly kicked open, and a man in black clothes with a black cloth covering his face walked into the main hall holding the panicked and pale Ye Jingjing in one hand, and carrying a bleeding corpse with seven orifices in the other hand.
He casually threw the corpse in his hand to the ground, hugged Ye Jingjing to Qingge, knelt on one knee in front of Ye Qingtian, and said: "Master, when I rushed there, I happened to see this man trying to kill the young lady."
He sang softly to comfort Ye Jingjing, and patted Ye Jingjing's back with slender palms.
Just then, as soon as Ji Yue entered her body, she hurriedly told her that Ye Jingjing was in danger. In the past two days when Ji Yue was around Ye Jingjing, someone tried to assassinate Ye Jingjing. If Ji Yue hadn't been there, Ye Jingjing would have died long ago.
hometown.
After learning about this, Qingge immediately asked Ye Qingtian to send his personal bodyguard Shadow to bring Ye Jingjing back. Fortunately, he arrived on time and saved Ye Jingjing's life.
Qing Ge looked at Ye Jingjing distressedly. Ye Jingjing's eyes were tearless and a little dull, and her face was extremely pale without a trace of blood. She looked like a porcelain doll that would break when touched.
Qingge rubbed Ye Jingjing's head and glanced sideways at Ye Yu. Ye Yu immediately looked away as if he was electrocuted and turned his eyes elsewhere.
The corners of Qingge's eyes rose, and murderous intent filled her narrow phoenix eyes.
"Jingjing, tell sister, who killed your mother, and who caused the injuries on your body?" Ye Yu stepped forward and tried to reach out to hold Ye Jingjing's hand, but was slapped away by Qingge.
Slapping his hand away, Ye Yu glared at Qing Ge angrily, but his whole body seemed to be petrified, staring deeply into Qing Ge's eyes.
Such a pair of dark pupils, like splashing ink, dense and unwavering, as calm as dead water, just one glance made Ye Yu's heart beat wildly, and he was filled with panic, and fear seeped out from his bones.
"Ye Yu, if you say one more word, I will kill you." Qing Ge said coldly.
Ye Jingjing doesn't know the news of Zhang Yuerou's death yet. She has been unconscious for the past two days. Only Ji Yue is by Ye Jingjing's side. Ye Jingjing is bruised and alone. She is strong until now just because she is waiting for Zhang Yuerou to come home or
She just went to see her.
Now Ye Yu's words made Ye Jingjing's eyes widen, her whole body trembled, and her soul and body seemed to be separated.
"Mother is dead?" Ye Jingjing's pink hands grasped Qing Ge's collar.
Qingge remained silent. She pinched Ye Jingjing's face and said, "No, your mother went to a place far away."
"Really?" Ye Jingjing asked as her mood gradually recovered.
Qing Ge nodded.
Ye Yu was at the side, his eyes as dark and sharp as an eagle.
In front of Chu Yang and the First Elder, Ye Qingge, a loser, dared to make her unable to step down!
Anger arose in his heart and turned evil into his guts. A strong murderous intention continued to strangle him in his body. He wished he could burst out of his body and kill Ye Qingge without leaving any body intact.
The sound of numerous and orderly footsteps sounded outside the door, and a row of sword-carrying guards wearing uniforms walked into the main hall. Among them stood the first man wearing a black shirt with black clouds embroidered on the sleeves and a black ghost mask on his face.
It was the man in front of the Criminal Law Library that day. His name was Xia Yu, the head of the guards of the Criminal Law Library and the adopted son of Chu Yang.
Xia Yu walked to the center of the main hall, respectfully saluted Ye Qingtian and others with clasped fists, and then spoke loudly, his voice clear and penetrating, "Master Chu, we have already inspected the bodies of Ye Qingqing and Zhang Yuerou, Zhang Yuerou
The wounds on the body were all caused by the Linghan Sword. The sword style is the Linghan skill that Ye Qingqing learned. The moves are vicious and fatal, and there is no mercy. Ye Qingqing's wounds are difficult to judge. Moreover, Miss Ye San is not a practitioner.
, how can you kill Ye Qingqing, who is at the third level of innateness?"
That day in front of the Criminal Law Library, he was anxious for a moment and wanted to bring Ye Qingge to justice. Now that he thinks about it carefully, it seems to be another matter. (To be continued)