"Miss Third, I hope you won't follow my footsteps."
Yun Yuexia smiled, with gentle brows and some slender wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.
"Is there anything you need from me?" Qing Ge asked.
"When I die, you can bury me under the peach blossom tree." Yun Yuexia said, "It's ugly enough to be alive. I don't want my body to rot and still smell bad after death."
"good."
Qingge walked out of Liuxia Palace with a heavy heart, and went with the palace maid to the Huayue Palace of Concubine Yu.
When they left, Beiyue Emperor and Concubine Yu were playing chess. Seeing Qingge coming, Concubine Yu got up and walked to Qingge. She held Qingge's hand affectionately, looked at Beiyue Emperor and said: "Your Majesty, I am my concubine.
I’m not lying to you, Qingge’s face has really recovered.”
Beiyue Huang put down the chess pieces and looked at Qingge, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
"Qing Ge, why did your face suddenly heal?" Bei Yue Huang asked.
Qing Ge sat down at the table and came up with nonsense words: "Maybe it will be gone when you become an adult." Having a haircut means becoming an adult.
"I heard that you killed a third-level congenital lady during the hairpin ceremony." Beiyue Emperor asked tentatively.
"Winning by luck is not worth mentioning." Qing Ge said calmly.
After rambling a few words, Beiyue Emperor felt bored and left.
"Did you just go to Liuxia Palace?" Concubine Yu and Qingge were the only two people left in Huayue Palace. Concubine Yu said while playing with the chessboard in front of her.
"The imperial concubine is so smart."
Concubine Yu raised her lips and smiled, "You smell like Yunyan tea when you speak. In the Eight Wastelands and Liuhe, only Yun Yuexia owns this tea."
Qingge frowned, doubts arose in her mind.
Yun Yuexia deliberately let her drink tea, maybe she wanted to drive a wedge between her and Concubine Yu, but Yun Yuexia was so well-informed about the world, it was not like she was just pretending.
"She has no bad intentions." Concubine Yu said: "I'm afraid her Liuxia Palace only has this Yunyan Tea now." The topic changed and Concubine Yu said again: "But you really surprised me last night. You killed me with your bare hands."
After killing Ye Shuiqin, it seems that you will be present at the Four Dynasties Conference."
"Four Dynasties Conference?"
She had only heard Ye Qingtian mention it once about the Four Dynasties Conference, and Ye Qingge had only Bei Yueming in her mind before. It had no impact on the Four Dynasties Conference. She wanted to check it out, but she put it aside because of her busy schedule these days.
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Seeing that Qingge didn't know about the Four Dynasties Conference, Concubine Yu was surprised, but she felt relieved after thinking about it.
"The Four Dynasties Conference is held once every five years and is held in turn by the four empires. Although it is said to be the Four Kingdoms, in fact, there are people from many countries who come at the time and want to show off their talents at the Four Dynasties Conference." Concubine Yu explained.
He said: "The Four Dynasties Conference is actually a competition between young people from all over the world. That's what I say, but it's not that simple. After all, it affects all countries."
"This Four Dynasties Conference happens to coincide with the recruitment of Jialan College. It seems that the competition is a bit fierce. It will be difficult for you to stand out." Concubine Yu analyzed the situation for Qing Ge with sincerity.
Qing Ge crossed his arms over his chest, leaned back, and sunk his back into the back of the chair, "I heard that after the Four Dynasties Conference, your concubine will be crowned the queen. Congratulations."
"What's there to congratulate? Concubine or queen, aren't they all trapped in this palace?" Concubine Yu said.
Qingge looked at Concubine Yu, thinking about Yun Yuexia in her mind. No one could tell whether today's Concubine Yu would be yesterday's Yun Yuexia. This deep palace has always only heard the laughter of new people but never seen the tears of old people.
A heartless place.
"The cherry blossoms have been blooming recently. Let's go see it with me." Concubine Yu stood up. The maid next to her wanted to come forward to serve her, but she raised her hand to stop her.
Qingge and Concubine Yu walked out of the side door. The cherry trees in the courtyard were planted randomly. The petals of the cherry blossoms fell to the ground, scorching brightly and charmingly.
The soft boots made a soft sound when stepping on the piles of cherry blossoms.
The two strolled one behind the other, silently and silently, the sky was clear and blue, and the sky was blue or white. There seemed to be cicadas chirping occasionally, and the cherry blossoms everywhere danced with the breeze.
In front of a cherry tree, Concubine Yu stopped and turned her back to Qingge. Her voice seemed calm but was actually trembling, "What is your relationship with Ming Qianjue?"
"It's a one-sided relationship." Qingge answered truthfully.
She turned back to look at Qingge, stretched out her hand to pluck a piece of cherry blossom from Qingge's hair, put it close to Qingge's ear, and whispered: "Don't provoke him, otherwise you will be in danger."
After saying that, a smile appeared on Concubine Yu's devilish face. She turned around and walked in the yard, singing and looking at Concubine Yu's back in a trance, her thoughts turning over and over again.
She has always wanted to know what the relationship between Concubine Yu and Mei Niang is and the Colosseum.
It is not difficult to see that Colosseum wants to protect Concubine Yu. Concubine Yu loves and hates Colosseum. She can also see that Concubine Yu has no feelings for Beiyue Emperor.
But if that's the case, why did you step into this deep palace in the first place?
There is only one explanation!
Qing Ge raised a pair of cold eyes, and the cold light disappeared fleetingly as the cherry blossoms flew past.
Concubine Yu got close to the Beiyue Emperor and won the favor, so she must have something to do with it! And what she wanted seemed to be related to Mei Niang and Ming Qianjue.
When Qingge left the palace, she passed by Liuxia Palace. The door of Liuxia Palace was still closed, and the sound of wooden fish came out from it, as if to send her off.
I don’t know if it was because we met on a narrow road, but on the way out of the palace, Qingge met Bei Yueming who was entering the palace. We met on a narrow road, but we had to meet each other even if we didn’t meet.
Qingge wanted to pretend that she was blind and didn't see, but she didn't want to cause trouble and she would always come to the door obediently, even if she was blind; Bei Yueming blocked her way, he was half a head taller than Qingge, and he was condescending and had a strong aura.
people.
Qingge stood on the cobblestone path, folding her hands across her chest to take some time to relax. She wanted to see what other tricks Bei Yueming wanted to come up with.
"I am going to ask my father for a decree to marry Ye Xue as my concubine." Beiyue Emperor said, his face paralyzed as if it was covered with cold ice, and the chill was overwhelming.
Qingge really wanted to roll her eyes and said impatiently: "If you want to marry, just go ahead and marry him. Is there something wrong with the prince?"
For Bei Yueming, she had reached the limit of her tolerance.
What Bei Yueming did on the Xishui River that day will be unforgettable to her until her death, not to mention that she is a selfish and caressing villain. A small grudge will be remembered until her death.
If someone slapped her, she would definitely chop off his hand.
If someone chops off her hand, she will kill him!
Hearing Qingge say "there is a problem in that area", Bei Yueming looked at the subordinate with a strange expression behind him, glared at him and then looked at Qingge, a little sullenly, "Ye Qingge, you don't have to pretend, I know.
You are playing hard to get, but actually you just want to be my king’s concubine.”
Bei Yueming looked greedily at Qing Ge's delicate and fair face. With this face, even if he was a waste, he would at least be pleasing to the eye. It would not be bad to marry him as a concubine.
Thinking like this, Bei Yueming's dull mood for many days suddenly disappeared. (To be continued)