"Birthmark? What birthmark?" Ye Jingjing looked at Qingge's face and blinked, her innocence was striking.
Sing softly and lower your eyes, deep in thought,
Sure enough, as she thought, Ye Jingjing couldn't see the birthmark on her face, but why?
After Qing Ge told Ji Yue about this, Ji Yue thought about it seriously and said: "The birthmark on your face was branded by me. Unless there is a poisonous seed in her eyes, she will not be able to see it. If that is the case,
, then she will definitely be refined into a body filled with hundreds of poisons in the future."
A body full of poisons.
Using poison as a guide, it penetrates into the heart and bones. After it reaches the hairpin, the poison spreads in the body. Using poison as a blade, it kills people invisible. However, when the hairpin is reached, it is a watershed for people with hundreds of poisons. After surviving it, they kill people with poison and destroy the country and become famous in the world. They cannot survive the corpse.
All that is left is coldness.
Qingge sat on a hill full of green grass, looking at Ye Jingjing swinging on the swing among the flowers. No. 1 stood behind Ye Jingjing, stretching out his hand to push her.
"Is it because No. 1 is close to Jingjing because of the poisonous body?" Qingge held Ji Yue in her arms, and she smoothed the hair on Ji Yue's body.
Ji Yue's eyes were dark and coquettish. She lay lazily in Qingge's arms and narrowed her eyes in enjoyment, "Yes, in the demon realm, some people like to keep humans in captivity and cultivate them into bodies with hundreds of poisons.
The blood of the Poison Body can be used to refine powerful elixirs, which can bring out the unlimited potential in the body in a short period of time. However, such captive humans will end up dead in the wilderness."
"Will No. 1 hurt her?" Qingge asked.
"No." Ji Yue said.
Ye Jingjing jumped off the swing, ran to Qingge, took Qingge's hand, shook it, and said coquettishly: "Sister, how about we go out for a walk."
Qing Ge smiled gently and let Ye Jingjing pull her out of the Fengyue Pavilion door.
The grass is green, the flowers are fragrant and the birds are chirping. At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the fragrance is not yet exhausted.
Ivy vines cover a retro wall, the green buds on both sides of the bluestone path are green, the shadows of annatto trees are mottled, the stone tables, stone chairs, and the sound of running water sound like someone playing an ancient flute. The sound is leisurely, fresh and sweet.
Unstoppable joy.
After a while, the flute's tone changed, and the low tone sounded like the destruction before the end of the world. It was obviously a fine day, but people nearby seemed to hear the sound of thunder and see lightning flying.
Qingge held Ye Jingjing's hand and walked towards the place where the flute sound came from.
There is a spring in a remote place of Yejia. The girl is dressed lightly, with half-tied black hair. She is holding a jade flute and is calmly leaning against a maple tree, playing it peacefully.
The sound of the flute continued like the sound of nature. At the end of the song, the girl in front of the maple tree neatly put the flute away, turned around and looked at Qing Ge.
"The orioles emerge from the deep valleys, and the mountains and rivers flow."
Qingge pinched Ye Jingjing's face and let her play aside, then walked towards Ye Yu.
"It's an honor for me to be praised so much by you." Ye Yu leaned against the maple tree, with a heroic look on his face and a neutral voice, "I never thought that one day, I would be able to talk to you calmly."
"I didn't expect that either."
Qingge stood next to Ye Yu. She stretched out her hand and a maple leaf fell into her hand. Qingge smiled and clenched her palm. The maple leaf turned into powder in her palm and flowed down from the gaps between her fingers.
Ye Yu looked at the maple leaf powder floating in the air and said, "I'm looking forward to your performance in the clan competition."
"What can a waste do?" Qingge turned her head and looked at Ye Yu with a smile.
"Killing a Ye Qingqing may be due to luck, but if you add a Ye Shuiqin, it will be a sign of strength." Ye Yu said: "I don't know why you seemed to be a different person overnight, but I appreciate it.
You now."
"There will always be some changes after being forced into a desperate situation." Qingge said.
Ye Yu said: "Yes, that's how people are. They continue to collapse in adversity and grow in adversity."
She raised her head and looked at the sky, where the white clouds were like a brocade, the blue sky was like washing, and the blue sky was vast and vast.
"You were bullied before. Do you know what I think about the most?" Ye Yu said.
"What is it?" Qing Ge became interested.
"You deserve it." Ye Yu grinned and smiled silently.
Qing Ge pursed her lips and remained silent. She looked at the land under her feet with lowered eyes and eyebrows. It was overgrown with weeds and unknown small flowers were swaying in the wind.
"Do you know why you deserve this?"
Ye Yu looked at Qingge and said, "Who are you? You are Ye Qingge. You are the third daughter of the Ye family and the one who is loved by grandpa. You have such a strong background, but you are still alive."
You are worse than a slave, do you think you deserve your life? Grandpa’s hair is all white, and at such an old age, he does not enjoy the happiness of a family because he wants to protect you."
"I!"
Ye Yu pointed at himself and raised his voice a lot, "Yexue, Ye Qingqing, Ye Shuiqin... which one is not grandpa's granddaughter, and which one is inferior to you? But grandpa has never looked at us directly. You are his only granddaughter.
The person he wants to protect for the rest of his life, and you, Ye Qingge, always disappoint him and make a man of his age exhausted, so I hate your cowardice."
"And Bei Yueming, I used to wonder every day whether you were really stupid or not. Who is Bei Yueming? The youngest prince of Beiyue Kingdom, the most beloved prince of the emperor, he is the proud son of heaven. He will be so proud.
Marry a loser? Or an ugly loser!" Ye Yu was a little excited, "Of course not! The reality is right in front of you, but you follow him like a dog all day long. Do you know, you are simply
It’s a joke, everyone in Beiyue Kingdom, from the emperor’s nobles to the common people, are laughing at you.”
A feeling of sadness surged into Qingge's heart. This was not her feeling, but the obsession left by Ye Qingge.
She is kind-hearted and has never killed anyone or done a bad thing. Perhaps her biggest mistake was her feelings for Bei Yueming.
"Look at the ivy on that house."
Ye Yu pointed to the small building opposite. On the wall were patches of ivy. "Whether it's a person or a plant, only by climbing up can you get the most beautiful scenery."
"puff……"
Ye Yu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, her body trembled, and she knelt on the ground with one knee, covering her chest in pain, her face pale.
Qingge immediately stepped forward to help her. She waved her hand, shook her head, and stood up holding the maple tree, saying: "A dying person will struggle to do anything."
"Why do you have to give up on yourself..."
Qingge remembered Ye Wuhen's words at the martial arts training ground that night, and then looked at the pool of black blood on the ground. Qingge's heart seemed to twitch.
"I'm not giving up on myself."
Ye Yu stood weakly against the maple tree, his eyes empty, "If a person knows the date of his death, no matter how good-hearted he is, he will be afraid, decadent, and wait for death to come."
"Go back, I prefer to stay here alone."
Ye Yu picked up the jade flute, and the sound of the flute was melodious, sad and helpless.
Qingge looked at Ye Yu's side face, her eyes flashed slightly, and there was black blood on Ye Yu's lips, which was charming and magnificent. (To be continued)